Ly Tran Quynh Giang


Awakening from an afternoon nap always comes with this feeling – it’s like a membranous layer, shapeless, colorless, but tangible – an emptiness not significant enough to inspire a feeling of being orphaned.

I like painting.  I really love painting.  But what is it about the afternoon?

Is life in motion or is it really motionless?

Who knows how long it will take to answer these kinds of questions.

- Lý Trần Quỳnh Giang: Buổi chiều thức dậy, Hà Nội: Nhà xuất bản, 2004.