Through the delicate layers of silk, emotions once clouded in uncertainty become tangible. A journey of self-reflection, where art intertwines with memories—of freedom found in solitude, passion reignited, and the quiet strength of facing one’s past. In this space of creativity and vulnerability, a deeper understanding of self emerges, as every stroke of paint becomes a step towards clarity. Hạ Long, where I was born, still holds its beauty—mountains and nature that now captivate me in ways I once overlooked. As a child, I never appreciated its beauty, bound by my own constraints, unable to see the vibrant life around me. After finishing university, I returned to Hạ Long for three months of solitude—no work, no distractions. I learned to navigate the world on my own, walking alone, visiting museums, no longer driven by the need to be accompanied or liked. In finding independence, I liberated myself, embracing the freedom to pursue my passions. This time became a journey of self-reflection, revealing how deeply my past had shaped me.
