There was one day when I returned to my childhood residence. Having left the place for some time, the moment I set foot on it, something intriguing rushed through my body, from my limbs, body and then to my brain. It was my vague memories of this space and its aura. I slowly walked to one of the corners. I tried to get my memories back, looking into the images in my mind derived from those memories. When images and memories became one, they emerged again in the form of a daydream that permeated all corners, walls, and objects. Then, the space itself was no longer a passive one. It became an active story teller, an experience-sharing, subjective entity that poured out moments of the past while catching me by surprise. I like to portray where used to be, because those places carry traces of the past. As I move on, my emotions and feelings also move along. In this painting, I use elongated lines and misplaced perspectives to change the shapes and colors of the space, so as to tone down my overly vivid memories. I want the memories to be obscure while they overwhelm, and to be distant while being impactful. They must relive themselves and form a whole new psychological landscape. A true-to-life, alienated one. The animal in the painting represent my other self. It continues to adopt itself and learn to live.