This limited edition Acrylic Glass Print, designed by FRED YIP MAN FAI, comes with a numbered and signed certificate of authenticity. Printed on archival-quality photo paper mounted on the back of a 1/8" thick, clear acrylic substrate, this artwork comes ready to hang on a wire attached to a wooden frame fixed on the back.
In this night, My father called me and my brother in front of him, he said he diverted to a taxi driver, cause my home are always poor, he want to make a comeback before, but he fucked up, all money’s gone, including my fuckin’ traveling expenses, what a fuck. He said he didn’t get rich over the years, and felt shame didn’t give enough anything we want, but he raised us up so he done his job at least, something like that. I look at my father head, all the hair already turn white and with a confused face, I wonder what he’s thinking now? It make me feel cannot be reconciled. I reminded a song of Ozaki Yutaka: In the goddamn warehouse, I got thirty minutes to fill the stomach, I try to reach out the window and thinking about the salary of the job at the same time, but in this city, if you want to be happiness, you only can rely on the fuckin’ money! I was understand so clearly to compromise of society or loyal to myself what gonna happen in the end of my life, but this is the way of my life. You all fucking bastards, I will be higher than everyone of you! In this damn cold night, I kept thinking about that.
Hong Kong
