The Bay of Dreams
忘川

“Where the ordinary becomes eternal.
一念入梦。“

oil on canvas
51x61cm

He hadn’t planned to go far – just a quiet morning’s row, a way to ease the mind.  The mist hung heavy over the water, soft as breath. But as the river curved, the world seemed to change.

The air shimmered faintly. Trees leaned closer, their reflections trembling like liquid glass. He thought he heard music – or maybe it was only the melody of the wind. Then, as if guided by something unseen, he entered a bay he had never noticed before.

The light there was unlike any he’d known – gold melting into rose, rippling like silk across the waves. Time slowed, then stilled. The scent of salt and moss wrapped around him, and for a moment he forgot everything – the sounds of the city, the endless errands of living – all faded, as though they belonged to another lifetime.

He felt no fear. Only awe. The world, vast and eternal, breathed through him. He was no longer man or wanderer, but part of something much more infinite – a whisper in the rhythm of wind and tide.

When he finally drifted back, the mist had thickened. The bay was gone, leaving no trace of its existence. And yet, deep inside, he knew – he had not imagined it. 

For in that brief crossing, he had glimpsed the eternity of the universe – and found peace in being part of it.

In Reverie, memory and dream converge – and through that veil, the ordinary becomes eternal. This work is a quiet fable about transcendence: the fleeting, magical moment when we step beyond ourselves – not to escape, but to awaken.