This piece of bamboo, in fact, is an extraordinary work of art. To many, it might seem like an ordinary bamboo fragment, easily overlooked or casually discarded. I was almost one of those people.
Three years ago, I acquired this bamboo piece from a bamboo craft merchant. When I opened the package it arrived in, I felt a sense of disdain for it, almost discarding it into the trash or using it as fuel.
However, a chance discovery revealed that one segment of the bamboo was turning dark. Intrigued, I decided to polish it a bit. To my amazement, the bamboo unveiled a captivating hue of brown and yellow patterns, completely overturning my initial impression. Its texture exuded warmth, and over time, with my daily use and contemplation, it gradually took on the reddish hue that only aged bamboo possesses. The patterns on the bamboo also began to unfold like the crackling glaze on porcelain.
This magical transformation unfolded quietly as time passed by.
When you love an object, it seems to resonate with you in some way. Yes, these objects also appear to possess a certain kind of emotion. In their silence, they respond to our emotions, establishing a subtle connection with us.