The adjective "quiet" can't be
found in me. In painting, I'm not quiet. The more accommodating a painter is to
the outside world, the more brave he is to release himself. The adjective
"Wenjing" can be said to be fatal to me. It can only describe the
appearance but not the interior. Painting creation is the painter's personal
thinking and emotional sensibility\
Expression, in the creation of artists rely
on a keen sense of smell, but more need to have the spirit of adventure, and
"quiet" is precisely the "kidnapping" of the soul.
I like the thought-provoking charm in
watercolor paintings. The colors blend with each other and separate from each
other. The provocative interest that I want to grasp but can't grasp deeply
attracts me. Watercolor is a noble painting. In addition to the expensive
materials and tools, watercolor needs to refine the painter's emotions. It is
like a collection of thousands of emotions in one, in order to express the
sonorous and powerful brush. This is undoubtedly a great challenge to the
painter. Here, oil painting appears to be "a lot of random", and the
tenacious covering ability of the paint makes the painter have a lucky heart
and have the opportunity to start over again. In the creation of oil painting,
I sigh at the vast language space of oil painting, but I am not satisfied with
the simple entanglement between paint and canvas, so I try and explore
constantly, trying to find a medium to meet my aesthetic pursuit of rough
texture.
I like to change, pursue freedom, like to
explore, willing to try. It can't be denied that painting sometimes needs
"God's help". Who is this "God"? Life is the object of
subjective experience. A person who can draw, love and understand painting is
definitely a person who knows life, can live, love life, and is good at
observing life. With this mentality, he breaks up all kinds of tastes and five
flavors in life into the painter's heart, and expresses the joy, anger, sadness
and joy of life with the language in line with the inner order. For me,
painting is free, and the scenery outside my heart is all phase, Life only provides models, and I, what I need is
embellishment. If we pursue the reality of the natural scene or not, we will
inevitably be led by the nose, regardless of the primary and secondary, and the
heart is bound by the external appearance. How can we talk about freedom?
