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General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Lily Baylon Escritora(Spain)、 Gao Yulan(China)、 Li Hua(China)、Li Yujie( China)、Lidia Chiarelli(Italy)、Lucilla Trapazzo(Italy/Switzerland)、 Mao Xuewen(China)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Pan Juanjuan(China)、Pозалия Александрова( Bulgaria)、Rika Inami (Japan)、Sabrina De Canio(Italy)、Sun Qiao(China)、 Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu(Kosovo)、Wang Kai(China)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Xu Haixia(China)、Yang Yaping(China)
Sponsor
International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)
Winter is the season when all things fall silent and turn inward. As the world is enveloped in chill, we choose to perceive warmth in another way—through the energy of art, we journey together toward a profound arrival anchored in love.
Today, we are honored to present the online exhibition of the 13th Global Healing Art Competition, “Navigate Winter with Love.” After months of global open calls and meticulous selection, works from 65 artists across 20 countries have finally gathered here. Through diverse mediums such as painting, video, and installation, they collectively respond to a simple yet profound question: In this fast-paced and often disconnected era, how do we use love as a measure to gauge the depth and warmth of life?
From the subtle depth of Eastern ink wash to the bold intensity of Western oils; from the quiet contemplation of easel painting to the fluid generation of digital art—each expression is a sincere response. These works do not seek to provide answers but aim to create a space for pause, reflection, and resonance. Here, you may encounter a silent snowfield, a beam of light piercing the cold night, or a warm embrace. Together, they point to one possibility: true healing arises from seeing, understanding, and connecting.
The exhibition is now officially live. May this silent, global empathy accompany you through this winter.

· Title of the work: TO YOU, AFTER ALL TIME
· Year of creation: 2024
· Medium/materials: VIDEO
· Duration (for animation/video works): 1MIN, 58SECONDS
TO YOU, AFTER ALL TIME is a short animated film reflecting on memory after the loss of a loved one. Through recurring visual cycles of melting and growth, the work traces an emotional process between forgetting and remembering, loss and healing. The animation translates grief into an evolving visual language, where transformation becomes a form of remembrance.

General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Dmytro Tytula( Ukrain)、 Lily Baylon Escritora( Spain)、 Lucilla Trapa(Italy/Switzerland)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Rika Inami ( Japan)、Sabrina De Canio( Italy)、Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu( Kosovo)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Meilan Zheng(China)
Sponsor
International Arts Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)
Autumn is not an end, but a solemn transformation. As the clamor fades and all things return to their essence, life gathers strength in silence, brewing renewal in surrender.
We are honored to bring together 29 artists from 15 countries, guided by the spirit of “ Fall Transforms • Life Renews,” navigating through expressive art as their vessel into the eternal dialogue between decay and rebirth. Each work is a journey inward — a testament to the order within change, and a quiet transmission of courage to release, and in turn, to blossom.
Our gratitude extends to all the artists who have joined us in creating this sanctuary for the heart and the mind. May every visitor who walks through this exhibition, in the whisper of art, hear the echo of their own life — and in the flow of color, behold the path of their own transformation, and the dawning of their own new light.

General Curator: Ananda Zhao
General Consultant: Zongde Deng
Curator:Livin Liu
General Secretary :James Tian
Judging Panel
Dmytro Tytula( Ukrain)、 Lily Baylon Escritora( Spain)、 Lucilla Trapa(Italy/Switzerland)、 Maki Starfield (Japan)、 Rika Inami ( Japan)、Sabrina De Canio( Italy)、Tobias Burghardt(Germany)、Fahredin Shehu( Kosovo)、Xiao Suhong( China)、Zhang Yan( China)、Meilan Zheng(China)
Sponsor
International Art Education & Therapy Development Academic Association(IAETDAA)
Life is a flowing celebration, an interplay of light and shadow, a dance between fragmentation and wholeness. In these uncertain times, art becomes our medium for touching the essence of existence—a gentle force that mends the fractures of the soul.
This exhibition, titled "Celebration of Being" brings together 26 artists from 19 countries, each interpreting reverence for life through diverse forms—painting, music, digital art, poetry, and more. These works are not merely visual narratives but dialogues of the heart—exploring the alchemy of trauma, the transcendence of struggle, and the aesthetics of resilience found within vulnerability.
Each piece is a poetic inquiry into existence, a healing offering to the world.
Here, art transcends passive expression to become an active practice of restoration. We believe true celebration resides not in applause, but in the courage to face shadows and transform them into light.
Step into this cross-border conversation of life. May you find here your own moment of repair and awakening.
the Inner Fortress: A Journey of Self-Discovery
In the depths of our being, a spark lies in wait,
A flame that flickers, yet burns with a steady state.
A fire that forges, our innermost might,
A strength that's hidden, yet yearns to take flight.
Let's embark on a journey, to discover and explore,
The uncharted territories, of our inner shore.
Let's delve into the depths, of our soul's darkest night,
And uncover the treasures, that lie hidden in plain sight.
For we are stronger, than we think w
Sanctuary
There are secrets that no one knows,
dark oceans in the deepest depths of the mind
that you have not discovered so far.
It is the breaths that seek union with the divine,
two bodies,
one idea,
infinite light of love.
Sparkles of magic sensing the desire
to break silences,
to break chains,
to sail into the sacred sanctum of the soul
until the resonance of redemption is revealed,
with a clear destiny to listen to
small and great truths
in your deep, troubled waters
until they arise to the touch of the
Women
Woman,
You are alive
A mother
A daughter
Womens,
We respect eachother
We support each other
When we are together
Woman,
A friend
That we never leave you at your hard time
Woman,
The creativity
The poetry
The art
Woman we must celebrate and be respected everyday
Guadalupana soy hasta la muerte.
Madre, aquí me encuentro,
Agradecida, frágil, vulnerable
Amándote cada día y bendiciendo
Haber tenido la dicha de ser tu hija
Tu fiel aprendiz...poco soy frente a tu brillo
Oscuridad junto a tu luz...
Sólo quiero,
Que mi padre me permita estar cerca de tí
Lo suficiente,
En esta vida y en tantas muertes
Para poder despertar,
En un poco de tu luz.
Madre, mi morenita,
Se que estos días, no han sido fáciles
Y que tu sufres por tus hijos,
Por los que están,
Los que se han ido,
Por los
FROM DARK TO LIGHT
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul
– and sings the tunes without the words –
and never stops at all.”
Emily Dickinson
In this time of fog and thick smoke
in the alien, heavy silence
we walk in intricate labyrinths -
in the night a swirling void
surrounds us.
An oblique wind creeps
in the indistinct darkness.
And suddenly a small light makes its way
First- flickering, vibrating
Then - warmer as moved by nuanced sounds.
It is the Hope that returns and finds its path.
Gen
Insecurities
maybe all these insecurities
we carry
are because nowhere on this planet guarantees a place
to be our forever home
A memory
Night gives way to day,
The sun cannot shine forever.
Spring pox adorns the ground,
But it can't stay forever either...
Only memory lives forever
We remember with our eyes closed.
How many years back
We are looking for a happy day.
Memories last forever
Distances do not choose years.
It is a song that touches the heart,
We do not understand ourselves.
The earth rotates, the sun rotates,
The years are linked without words,
Eternity does not exist entirely,
Infinity is stable in the universe
FOR MASTERS OF PEN AND WORD
Ah, the masters of pen and word!
You're waiting for a speech and praise...
I'm ready to talk all night,
Only the listener wouldn't get tired.
But what can I say in my defense,
I have lived a creative lesson,
I'm glad to see you.,
I have accumulated emotions for the future.
The lords of the pen and the word!
We learn from everyone and everything,
In poetry, the stanza is the basis,
It takes off, carrying us into the storm.
My stanza is live,
And the heart beats in unison,
I'm just a
Peace Is
PEACE IS
The perfect unity
of spirit and body.
Peace -
the table of truth.
Let us become perfectly Whole.
Humanity.
In Love
and Joy.
The Creation.
And bright youth for no reason.
In our souls. Into exile.
Peace is a brotherly meeting of souls.
And do not tolerate hate,
disbelief and every thing,
dressed up for edification.
World peace.
The reward is near.
For the wise Mankind.
And every affection should be pure.
Peace in our hearts!
Let it shine!
MJESEČE, ZLATO MOJE
Da se budimo ko nekad.
Mi - da ostarimo zajedno.
Poslije toga, da ne želim ništa.
Ništa - da ne želim ja.
Još proplanke - i puteljke
pamtim sve.
Ništa više - ništa isto nije.
Ni ognjište staro.
Ostarile ruke - nestale su Njene.
Zašto, - zašto nismo...
Nismo više - srećni mi.
O - Mjeseče žuti, dunjo moja -
zrela, i jesenja...
Vidi... A, malehan sam ja.
Molim te - mjeseče mili...
Obasjaj mi puteve ,...
Daj mi biser - dukate tvoje...
Obraduj me Otkrovenjem
novim...
Nema snova - umrli su dani ti.
Sv
Ananda Zhao
Autism Awareness Charity Exhibition










" In a world we are all interconnected" , my submission for The Cycle of Life exhibition, is both a continuation of this Returning to the Core and Love series and a pivotal moment in this empowering healing journey.
Core Concept: Integrating "Art + Technology + Healing" to create the world's first holistic art therapy ecosystem merging Eastern philosophy, AI-generated art, smart hardware, and immersive experiences.
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Ga
In Letting You Go, I Finally Began to See
The moment I was born, she effortlessly became my grandmother. A new life’s arrival, it seemed, carried with it an update to every familial role. I called her "Grandma" in countless moments—when strangers offered seats on the bus, when a petite silver-haired figure emerged from behind our North Gate apartment door, when third-grade Wednesdays meant racing home to her golden egg pancakes. Those tender crepes, rolled with stir-fried potatoes and bean sprouts, saw my eight-year-old self devouring seven or eight at a sitting, sometimes forcing down one extra just to hear her chuckle: "Look how DouDou relishes every bite!" To this day, I believe loving and making others feel loved are separate acts—my childhood instinct knew that savoring a cook’s offerings might be life’s purest love language.
Three days after her passing, I attempted the psychological "empty chair" exercise. Staring at our photographs until the edges blurred, I conjured her presence—those shrewd obsidian eyes glinting beneath papery lids, that perpetual half-smile curling like autumn leaf edges. The question slipped out unbidden: "Grandma, did you love me?" No hesitation colored her reply, only the familiar rustle of her quilted jacket as she leaned forward: "In our days, we didn’t speak of love. We lived. We stayed. You were my first granddaughter—that was the truth of it."
Born in 1945, she’d navigated ration coupons and grain queues; I arrived in 2000 amid abundance, free to ponder life’s whys. How strange—blood relatives separated not just by decades, but by entire universes of experience.
That day, I strained to see through her eyes, knowing the futility: granddaughter and grandmother, our bond predefined by duty’s unspoken contract—her nourishing my childhood, me tending her twilight years. Yet beneath these inherited roles lived Wang Jiansheng: woman who hated mutton but gnawed chicken feet with gusto, who stored walnut kernels in floral tins "for brain health," whose quick fingers could shuffle mahjong tiles faster than any senior center shark. When dementia-free at eighty, she’d still outcalculate pharmacy scams while munching sunflower seeds.With this understanding, I’ve not only personally witnessed my grandson’s journey as a caregiver, but have long embraced her as a radiant, unique individual – complete with distinctive routines, passions, and an authenticity that illuminates her place in the world.
During our final imagined conversation, she cut me off with a bookie’s grin: "Enough tears—I’ve got enough old pension to win at mahjong." My laughter caught, jaw stiffening as if her dentures had migrated to my mouth. Later, I drew the feeling with my left hand, friend didn't know the cause, but he said that he felt - we kept drawing a circle, and the end of the circle was another starting point.Like the Diamond Sutra says—"Allcomposed things are like a dream,a phantom, a drop of dew, a flash of lightning.This is how to meditate on them,this is how to observe them."(Thich Nhat Hanh,1992)Thank you, Madam Wang Jiansheng, for the pancake-scented memories. Thank you for teaching me death’s bittersweet grammar. Today I stand here—love spoken, gratitude given, apologies tendered, farewells whispered. May your next journey be smooth as combed silver hair, complete as a winning mahjong hand, free as nut shells scattering in the wind.
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt int
Circle of Life
A circle is the perfect shape.
There is no beginning and no ending.
Round and round it takes you
On a continuous eternal journey.
All the edges are smooth.
There are no flaws to trip you.
It is calming, it is pleasing and
It has a rhythm all its own.
Our journey on mother earth is
Perfectly expressed as a circle of life.
We erupt into this world, move through it
And, when the time is right, fade away.
A current disconnect has left our hearts
Unaware of this beautiful cycle.
We are bereft when we lose those close to us.
And unable to move from our place of grief.
We need circle of life communities
To help us dance to this rhythm.
Filled with the joyful noises of new life,
And the sounds of humanity playing.
Front porches filled with rockers
Holding smiling elders exuding love.
Parents in their free time immersed in
Playing with the young, supported by their elders.
Neighborhoods united in saying goodbye
To those returning to the dust that formed them.
Celebrating their lives in joyful shared stories
With memories we hold dear in our hearts.
Communities united to celebrate new souls
Bursting noisily onto the scene.
Stepping in to the empty spaces left by those gone.
Offering hope for the future in their tiny hands.
The circle is a continuous celebration
An honoring of every stage of life
From newly emerging to recently departed,
As well as every moment in between.
Along it's arc we come together as one
To perform a beautiful shared dance
Fueled by a pulsing, irresistible heartbeat.
Our souls joyfully and harmoniously in sync.
We are a community who walk together
Our path unfolding - arrival, life, death, rebirth -
In a pattern as old as the universe
The circle of life.
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