Medium:Yarn, Crochet, Wire, Foam and Wood.
Date:December 2008 in the Ohio Art Gallery 
Translation of poem:

The Plum Blossom
I thought I saw snow on this cold wintry day.
Flowers of White glowing against the dark wall.
Not until the scent of blossom reached me, did I know the Plum thrived one season more.

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