I start a master-study after Leonardo Da Vinci, March 2026, 40 by 60 inches, pencil on paper, handmade by Melancholy.
small island studio by 宣雄
Xiong Xuan Melancholy
The small cherry tree at my window is so fragile.
Handwriting by Melancholy on March 26 when my small cherry tree is blossoming:
I am writing down a short blink at a minimal person just fragile like a small cherry tree. I went to dentist this afternoon, the sunshine was so bright and so warm, there is a sense of horse in the air, as well as a kind of stinky flower smell. She is a nurse assistant, helping the nurse to clean teeth for me. She is no longer young anymore, but she still looks beautiful for me, especially because she is still very very kind. I can tell that from her eyes. As soon as I lied down on the long chair, lean back, looking upward, I search her face immediately. I was a little nervous watching those lights and shining metal mirror on top of my head. She saw me, and I saw her eyes saw me. It almost feels like a hug, warmly and slightly. And then she starts working, with a thin pipe, to absorb water and trash in my mouth. I could see the green gloves of the nurse, and she keep saying: open! I want to see her smiling eyes again, but she wouldn't. I know she is in charge of cleaning teeth tools with water. Always clean and nicely in a plastic package. That's her, doing well, humbly and silently. I almost worry about losing her, worry about if one day she no longer here anymore. It's not a emotion, but I feel the connection with her, very thin, and very soft. I wonder how many patients come here cleaning teeth everyday, and she looks at everything as beruf, not because she is indifferent. I wonder if she has sympathy to me, ling down there, keep mouth open open open! I wonder if she can feel something from my drawings, just like my ignorant mother used to feel peaceful when seeing Leonardo Da Vinci's work. I guess she is like my mother, never been trained in art, do not know who is Da Vinci at all. But is that so important not knowing who is Da Vinci? She lives, she feels, she loves, and she exists. Next time I will show her a work, to see what she say. She is a minimal existing, with meager salary, but for me, she is like the damaged small cherry tree, blowing in the wind. She must used to be beautiful, and used to be loved by someone. You can tell if a person is in love, you can see her happiness on her face. It's not a never leaving companion, it's not about lonely, it's you have a dear one in your heart, just holding it with your hands. Love is a personal belonging, can not be explained. I even do not know her name, or where she come from. I wish her happier in the future.
This is Melancholy Xiong Xuan's personal website, just about my drawings, essays and some photos during drawing process, this is my everyday drawing life as an artist, I built up this small-island since 2013 at State College, PA. I know how precious to have your support, it is meaningful to drawing everyday, and it is meaningful that you see it on my website, it is like an isolated small island, away from lure from reality world, let me be dreaming, if you like my drawings, I will be so appreciating your support, thank you very much. contact: melancholysmallislandstudio@gmail.com or xiong.xuan@gmail.com if you would like to read more about my story and my art, you can find it in "about" as well as "essay".