Things
Again and again and again
Every tree (木) looks much like the one before it. So does every mountain (山), every day (日), every drop of water (水) and every person (人). We give them the same names, yet no two are ever identical. The same is true of the words themselves. When you write something by hand, no two are ever identical.
You write and write the same character over and over until the word stops becoming a word. The first time you write it, you think about the strokes and structure. By the hundredth time, you stop thinking about it and just write.
Calligraphy ink on raw xuan paper, wet-mounted.
Float-mounted on wood panel and framed in teak.
One piece only. Available online here.