NEW YORK

I am like an ant droped in the back of an elephant. I want to know that the all of the monster , but I am so small. The elephant is New York. I live in Manhattan, went to Brooklyn, New York's suburb’s party. In every place, I said to myself: This is New York. But another voice told me: this is not New York.
what is New York? I have to give up the idea in order to understand New York.
















Why there are so many fat people in street? They are mostly black and white. They remind me of KFC's fried chicken, yes, the idea that not be overstated. In China, we will trouble because of his obesity, and dieting to lose weight. But the people here, not mind. They let their wanton expansion of the body. Perhaps this is brought about by the consequences of fast food, fast food stores in everywhere, cheese, butter, meat and bread. McDonald's is a specialty production of this place, spread to all corners of the world.
















Last weekend, a friend invited me to attend a barbecue party in a village, of course there are mostly Chinese. Most of the Chinese people is keep their own circle. Have been the low status of blacks, race issue has been the country's ills. Later, after the black struggle and fight for their constant, their access to equality can see today. The Asians have a more marginal position in gradually, as they rarely like the black struggle for their own power. At the end, this friend told me that I should take pieces of cash, met black ask you for money in night, give him, then quickly walk away.
















Apexart provide me a schedule, I have followed this form to carry out the daily itinerary. Table of contents does not MOMA, Guggenheim, Metropolitan Museum of Art, Chelsea gallery district, etc., but a park, Family Museum, a street, a performance, yesterday I attended a symposium on the cooking . I understand their good intentions, which coincides with my point of view ------ entire city is a real art gallery.

Tuesday,May 17,2011 raining

Friday 13 May 2011 Cloudy

My resident-apartment on 15street.I lived here just a month,but now it’s my home.Where is my home?I often asked myself.The village in Feng county,Suzhou’s apartment,Shanghai’s apartment or here?All they are not belong me,but all they are my home.I don’t think I belong ever place.now I living this place,the place is my home.
I running in Union Square park in the morning.I like a cityzen in this city.

Many street-artist in NYC.They are sing at metro,street or park..They are a part of cluture in the city.They playing nice music.They are be resepcted.They injoy this.It not same in China.In China they are ragged,they are pursuited by plice.

Where is weiwei A?He is a prisner in the jal now.
Confident,yes,self-confident.I can said my feeling from every face on the street.They are all confident regard of fat,thin,beautiful,clown,long,short,rich or poor.people are beautuful because confidengt.

diary May 12,2011

I am sitting in the park of Union Square
I fell the winds,
I hear the sound of birds,the leaves,the sound of cars
I fell the vibration of the metro from unground
I feel my breath
Some dogs walking with owner
Two squirrelsfinding foods beside my foot
Is it different with china?I ask myself.
They are same.
If you say they are different,
Just because your heart have difference.
It is moment I am in New York.

After lunch with Steven,Julia and Cybele,my travel is beginning.
I meet Walter de Maria’s 2 works in 2 different space. Earth Room and the Broken Kilometer.He is a minimalist and land artist based in New York . He had criated many our familiar landart in art history.Faced the works,I nothing say.simple,simple simple……I standed a long time in that place.

Thanks for Steven,Julia,cybele and Julian,they are so kind to me.