This is US 750x422 - 《This is us》

《This is us》

​And life is full of color.

And we each get to come along,

and we add our own color to this painting.

You know, and even though it's not very big, the painting,

you sort of have to figure that it goes on forever, you know, in each direction. So, like to infinity, you know?​

Cause that's kind of like life, right?

And it's really crazy, if you think about it, isn't it?

A hundred years ago, some guy that I never met come to this country with a suitcase.

He has a son, who has a son, who has me.

So, at first, when I was painting, I was thinking, you know,

that was that guy's part of the painting and then, you know,

down there, that's my part of the painting​.

And then I start to think, well, what if we are all in the painting, everywhere?

​And-and what if we are in the painting before we are born?

What if we are in it after we die?

And these colors we keep adding, what if they just keep getting added to top of one another until eventually, we are not even different colors anymore?

We are just……one thing, one painting.

I mean, my dad is not with us anymore.

He's not alive, but he's with us, He's with me every day.

It all just sort of fits somehow.

And even if you don't understand how yet, people will die in our lives, people that we love, in the future. Maybe tomorrow, Maybe years from now.

I mean, It's kind of beautiful, right?

If you think about it.

the fact that just because someone dies, just because you can't see them or talk to them anymore.

​It doesn't mean they are not still in the painting.

I think maybe that's the point of whole thing.

There no dying.

There's no you or me or them.

it's just us.

And this sloppy, wild, colorful painting that has no beginning, it has no end.

This's right here, I think it's us.​