Last Breath

_{I made this work reminiscing about my grandpa who raised me since I was born. When I saw this clock which was in between life and death, I thought it resembled my grandfather. In the intensive care unit, my grandpa was lying unconscious for several days. In order to go to see him to the hospital, my grandma and I had to pass the park near grandma’s home and coincidentally, the clock tower was always pointing to 10:10. In that cold winter, we walked fast worrying if it might be the last time to see 10:10, which we saw every day. And few days later, my grandpa passed away. However, I do not think this is the last. Just as these leaves fallen from the tree and died, but unexpected beauty came into their lives, I believe it is not the end of his life.}