In these black and white prints I tried to use the drawing knife to make visual the sounds which I hear in my deep thoughts.  Thinking back on my art and how it has changed though, though, when I use traditional ink I think about my childhood. I remember when I was a child, lying on my bed after lunch and before taking a nap and looking through the window.  I saw white clouds floating in the sky, forming many different shapes. One moment it was like an elephant, the next it's a flying bird. I not only can saw them but I also seemed to hear them too.