If there were a next life, and you stood at the very end of this one, what single memory—most beautiful,... Read More
If there were a next life, and you stood at the very end of this one, what single memory—most beautiful, most searing, impossible to relinquish—would you carry with you?
Today, at the Station of Rebirth, imagine you hold a ticket that will send you on to another life. What image would you imprint upon it so that, in the next world, you could recall every glimmer and shadow of the one just lived? This is my ticket to the next life—what about yours?
Time Line renders, with delicate yet powerful strokes, the cherished memory of my father repairing my doll. In the painting, his hands—rough yet gentle—move with quiet strength. Each stitch not only mends the torn fabric, but also threads together shards of time and fragments of childhood, forming an irreplaceable treasure in my heart.
I have turned that fleeting moment—my father mending my doll—into a rebirth ticket infused with love, bridging this life and the one to come.