当我渐渐模糊了工厂里的青春记忆，当我渐渐习惯了学院的养尊处优，我知道，就像墨西哥诗人说的：“我们已经完全变成，二十岁的时候我们与之抗争的东西。”不过还好，我的画忠实记录了我的生活，我身边的人们，我的城市。近十年的作品，我大多以《工业日记》命名，以片断似的、又相互关联的场景，表述我的回想-观看-反思，在对“工业”否定-中庸-怀疑的情绪演变中，用“技巧”来进行对历史的省察与对社会现实的感知。在这喧嚣的时代，城市以推倒重来的决绝在快速演变，人们在自以为是地追求幸福。我们的脑袋中堆满了广告赋予的“思想”，人造的光明让我们不分昼夜，我们以共同的姿态在向前狂奔。也许，偶尔，孤独的时候，当我们在镜中怀疑地打量自己时，喧嚣之中，让我们倾听来自历史深处、心灵深处的静默之声。

　　When my memory of the factory is fading away and I get used to the comfortable life in an art college, I have become the type of person whom, as commented by a Mexico poet, we had combated against in our 20s. Thank god, my works recorded with veracity my life, the people around me and the city I have been living in. My works during the last decade have been titled mostly as “Industrial Diary”, which express my retrospection, reflection and observation in a fragmental, yet interconnected way. During the evolution of my mood about industry from denial to mediocre to suspect, I utilize techniques to present my reflection on history and my awareness of the social reality. In the hustling time, the cites are restructuring themselves almost in a building-on-the-ruin manner and in which people are pursuing what they thought to be a happy life. Our brains are filled with “thoughts” molded by advertisements. Artificial light confuses us of the concept of day and night, and we stride forward in identical movements. Then one day when we are alone, we might stare at ourselves in the mirror skeptically and that will be the time we listen, in noisy surrounding, to the sound of silence far from history and deep inside us.