Central Surfaces (中環的表面)

Central is unforgettable. Too much time there. Too many memories.
But scientists tell us that memories are not necessarily remembered or recollected.. 

Often they are more the products of creations than recollections.

 Whether they are recollections or creations, I'm certain that perceptions are never unbiased: we see what we wish to see.

Even supposedly objective realities are seldom as objective as we would like to believe or have others believe that they are, when we try to tell them about the "realities" of what we actually "see". 

The Central that I see now is certainly very different from the Central I used to see. Which is true, which false? Are both real or both false? Or partly each?  In the long run, does it really matter at all?



a mechanical caterpillar emerging from its box cocoon? It stands proudly, it head raised, on the very top of the edifice, secure of its foundation, surveying its surrounding, a symbol of the human will for domination.

Two melons with a wrapping band behind the glass?

Sweat and blood of the Exchange? Two sharp points, opposed to each other, locked perpetual  struggle, frozen in time in mid motion, perhaps of the forces for a bull or a bear market whilst fluttering in distorted form behind it, the flags of the Special Administrative Region in collusion with the power holders of the financial market.

Pot of metallic flower at the rooftop?



mere lines and quadrangles

running after money, fame and fortune?

Pyramids and pillars?

crosses and curves?



Carving out spheres of murky influence

The straight cuts upon the power rising up from the firmness of the earth. embodying the eternal forces of yin and yang.

The train of fortune or misfortune?



the areas to note on stock graphs

Painting without painter

The painting Braque did not make?

But, iff you know where to look, there are natural lines too!