treehouse — imwuwuwu

Monday, April 5, 2021

Welcome to my room! It's like a grocery shop... I'll call it my

Treehouse.

It's called Treehouse because I love children's adventure films so much.

Childhood friends

spend their days in the treehouse, studying

maps

of the forest or caves for a distant and strange rumour, bringing the

treasures

and

props

stored in the treehouse,

getting on the bike and ready to go.

whether or not one actually witnesses the existence of the surreal,

“believing” itself is a being and a crossing.

For me, the treehouse is a place full of

childhood, imagination and courage.

At first I lived a very casual life in this room, there was

a lot of stuff scattered around

from my childhood and there was no sense of beauty or my own style, until one day I fell in love with some

film and television works,

and therefore fell in love with the collection of related peripherals, like metal badges，That was probably the beginning of my real collection of

strange,

not-so-popular

objects. I also made a conscious effort to

exhibit them,

and felt warm and excited in the process.

At first I just put all these attractive items in

the bookcase,

and then it was too full to put, so I spent several days

rearranging the room,

and since then I feel that this room begins to

come alive along with me.

Later on, because I like

stationary and toys,

I collect them little by little, want to make it more and more filled, vivid, as if the map and space can be infinitely expanded from the inside (like a book called <Little, Big> that I really like),

every little coner

can create a story.

The room itself seems to be

a kind of medium of self-expression.

It feels like a private exhibition,

a museum of memories,

a small table for brewing the magic potion of creativity, or

the beginning of imagination~

I also felt that arranging and slowly creating was a collage of space! Although in reality, my family still does not quite understand my hoarding and decoration, I call it an island that accidentally drifted into my home, I am an islander who is out of condition ~

I think this is

a room suspended in the sea,