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Stella Zhong Cole Lu Michelle Rawlings
Cole Lu He is not frightened anymore. The secret of movement is coming and going. He thought of all the words she whispered to him, moving through him like oxygen, how they turned him euphoric in the vast exchange of breaths, and how they turned unbreathable once they left his body. It is the hour of sleep; with the end of each glare, the night grows longer until he is the last glowing object. He stops his breath with his fingers; all of a sudden, he is back in the cave where the dream occurs. (Hypnos), 2022 Burnt birch 20 x 16 x 1 1/2 in (50.8 x 40.6 x 3.8 cm) Courtesy of the artist and Chapter NY, New York. - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
Chapter NY, 2022

Burnt birch
20 x 16 x 1 1/2 in (50.8 x 40.6 x 3.8 cm)
There was something he was supposed to be doing; only he couldn't remember what. Ask the eye to see its eyelashes. He could remember all the lunar flora and fauna ever thought he'd remember his arrival to this land where the only way to see home is during nighttime up in the sky. The mesmerist named the chemical imbalance in his head, and suddenly all the wet little spaces in his head the planets circling its orbit. (Pioneer plaque) - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
There was something he was supposed to be doing; only he couldn’t remember what. Ask the eye to see its eyelashes. He could remember all the lunar flora and fauna ever thought he’d remember his arrival to this land where the only way to see home is during nighttime up in the sky. The mesmerist named the chemical imbalance in his head, and suddenly all the wet little spaces in his head the planets circling its orbit. (Pioneer plaque), 2022

Copper
8 x 10 in (20.3 x 25.4 cm)
10 x 12 in (25.4 x 30.4 cm) (framed)
Thirty miles above his head, a thin layer of oxygen molecules forms a shell for life itself.While the actions of life are not so many, one he knew was that fever is a symptom ofdeeper problems, killing everything in him but him. In those few degrees, time stretchedendlessly, atoms collided together, the dust in his lungs turned into burning stars. (Boat) - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
Thirty miles above his head, a thin layer of oxygen molecules forms a shell for life itself.While the actions of life are not so many, one he knew was that fever is a symptom ofdeeper problems, killing everything in him but him. In those few degrees, time stretchedendlessly, atoms collided together, the dust in his lungs turned into burning stars. (Boat), 2022

Petrified wood, slate, burnt birch, cherry column
Part 1: 4 x 7 1/2 x 7 in (10.2 x 19.1 x 17.8 cm)
Part 2: 39 x 11.5 x 11.5 in (99 x 29.2 x 29.2 cm)
Rope against wood is a sound; it places you in the labyrinth back on the island. The year he straps his wings, the winter holds the night to its word. (Geryon) - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
Rope against wood is a sound; it places you in the labyrinth back on the island. The year he straps his wings, the winter holds the night to its word. (Geryon), 2022

Black-brushed stainless steel
24 x 12 in (61 x 30.5 cm)
25 x 13 in (63.5 x 33 cm)
The instrument telling the hours also carried a melody, struck a resonate cluster of notes, a chord of stretching hours. To travel back home, he learned to memorize first and second endings. (Time), - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
The instrument telling the hours also carried a melody, struck a resonate cluster of notes, a chord of stretching hours. To travel back home, he learned to memorize first and second endings. (Time),, 2022

Burnt birch, cherry column, clock dial, stainless steel convex mirror
Part 1: 9 (h) x 13.5 x 10.5 in (22.8 x 34.2 x 26.6 cm)
Part 2: 42 (h) x 11 1/2 x 11 in (106.7 x 29.2 x 27.9 cm)
Travel. Its ancient root tripalium is an instrument of discipline with three stakes. Some said it reflects a journey's extreme difficulty, and some move where the stakes rolls. Upon his arrival, the island is shard with glares, trees everywhere. (Gate) - © Paris Internationale
Cole Lu
Travel. Its ancient root tripalium is an instrument of discipline with three stakes. Some said it reflects a journey’s extreme difficulty, and some move where the stakes rolls. Upon his arrival, the island is shard with glares, trees everywhere. (Gate), 2022

Burnt linen on hardboard
12 x 9 x 1 1/2 in (30.5 x 22.9 x 3.8 cm)

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