I once had an unforgettable relationship, and even after they separated, I still felt 
entangled with a certain energy, as if I was trapped by my own stubbornness 
forever. I created it after discussing marriage issues with M. 

The fertility rate in Asia is declining today. If the government implements a fertility 
plan in the future, those who successfully combine into fertilized eggs will be given 
different bonuses according to the growth months of the fertilized eggs. Will this 
idea develop into an industry if we go deeper into it? 

Wealthy people hired taxidermists to prepare specimens of fertilized eggs at various stages, and then hung them in front of their doors. You can roughly calculate how rich people are just by walking by. Then I suddenly recalled the article "Baby in a Bottle" in "Water Questions" by Taiwanese writer Jian Yu. The story tells that the author once went to visit a friend. The friend told her to take her to see the local specialties, so they went to a hotel. In a large obstetrics and gynecology hospital, there is a place where the corpses of babies from one month to one year old are displayed, soaked in bottles filled with malforming. 

She used this incident to express the author's view on life. If the statement "babies are just a grain of hard sand between men's and women's beds" is true, she felt resentful about it.  

Then the picture of fertilized egg specimens hanging in front of the door appeared in my mind. Perhaps it was also influenced by the advertisement posted outside the real estate. In short, this picture was created naturally. Everyone has their own aesthetic habits and picture awareness. This letter is written with my feelings. I believe readers will have more different feelings. If you have any ideas, please DM me on IG. I am the boring kind and like to understand others. An illustrator of subtle variations and ideas but an introvert (find me, find me!). 

Finally, thank you for buying this painting so that I can be understood at a certain period.