春天该很好 你若尚在场
- wish you were here.
When I first heard about his demise, I couldn’t stop weeping.
Let’s take a walk down this lane with me, where years and years of memories still exist because I never wanted them to disappear. He was an infinite source of inspiration, the main reason my love for art, design and music evolved rapidly and I remember spending a large part of my teenage life getting to know and appreciating Leslie for who he was, not to mention the heavy emotions that came with everything else.
April is a such rainy season.
Begin: #Leslie
[ Says CNN ]
- and I can’t agree more.
7 years ago feels like last century, yet the wind has never really stopped blowing.
I listen again to those tunes sung by the most beautiful voice, that have actually transcended the days and years and feel so close to my heart once more; with timelessness – of yourself, your creations – no one can parallel, nor forget.
That your legacy has been etched in history, there can now exist a forever.
I.. saw this a day too late :(
Rummaging through wads of old artwork (I’d like to imagine them as tangible ones on paper, rather than digital) in my harddisk, a painting stood out and it occurred to me that I never finished what I intended to. Acrylic on canvas. The carefully painted image of Leslie as Ho Po-wing still comes on strong; incomplete, yet I’m satisfied with it in another way. And then there’s the blog entry written in 2006; I’m 4 years late.
I can’t see me lovin’ nobody but you
For all my life
When you’re with me, baby the skies’ll be blue
For all my life
So happy together.
