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?
