Statement

I am a poor artist. Each time I have money in my hand, I wonder whether they are real or artificial. I always check them carefully.

In the rear of Vietnam paper money, there are drawing pictures according to the realistic style that described the life of Vietnamese people within 40 past years.

Under the special light of money checking machine, luminescent threads printed in paper money flash twinkle lights. They make everything miraculous.

When the drawing pictures change their state, they bring me inspiration on things that become too normal, even sometimes uninspired or mediocre. They remind me of the life when I was a child. I liked expounding them as the initial pages of individual history.

That hidden change brings me an interesting discovery: Miraculousness itself makes me have peace of mind and believe.

I want to enlarge those pictures and arrange them according to repetitive method from themselves. It looks like when we see things through mirrors arranged as many ways.