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It's a dream, it's a painting
I studied Western painting at the Xiamen Academy of Arts and Crafts, and I also studied brushwork and freehand, and my majors were commercial art, decoration art, and visual communication. I have seen many exhibitions of painters, carefully taking notes, carefully studying, not to copy others, but to avoid repetition and try to find a style of painting of their own.
"Bihesi Bridge"
In the 1970s, I went to Beijing to visit li keyan, Li Kuchan, Guo Weiqu, Huang Yongyu and other masters, and during my tenure as the principal of Xiamen Arts and Crafts School, I received Wu Zuoren, Cui Zifan, Zhang Tong, Jin Shangyi, Xiao Feng, Chang Shana, Wu Guanzhong, Shen Fuwen, Li Xiongcai, Yan Han, Zhou Sicong and other famous artists.
"Top of the Big Cockle Mountain"
In the past, we learned from our ancestors; in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, we learned from the Soviet Union; after the reform and opening up, we learned from the modern and postmodern west. Especially learning Western postmodernism makes people look dazzling, but unfortunately, this is not a new thing, more than a hundred years ago, people were like this. In fact, many genres in the West, fancy renovation, as little as a year or two, more than ten years, it will be silenced, playing in China can be, but should not become the mainstream.
"Stacked Peak Pegasus Water Like a Mirror"
Some contemporary masterpieces, look carefully, unlike the ancestors, just like the teacher, it seems that only in this way can they stand in the industry, it seems that only in a certain system, can they survive, the rest of the good, but also feel that it is not OK, it is really worrying.
"Flying to the Top"
Most of the real painters have no food to eat, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, however, I have never been in the clouds, always hope to cut a path through thorns, although it is difficult, but it is my own way out, this is due to personality.
"Crane Chasing Spirit Through Rock"
In 1998, I painted tigers for a year, began to explore ink painting, and then, I tried to paint flowers and birds, and in 2002, I published "Wencan Painting Collection", 120 works, mainly flowers and birds, of which there are also a small number of landscapes. From 2004 to 2005, I painted eagles for a year, and in turn, I began to study ink landscapes, which first became effective, and in 2006 I published Ink Impressions. Later, he painted many comic strips of buddha statue stories, and in recent years, he has been wandering around experimental ink painting.
Red Cliff Camel Ringtones
Someone asked me, "What do you paint?" I said, "I don't know." Classified by painting genre, lacquer painting and Chinese painting are painted, subject matter is classified, landscapes, landscapes, figures, flowers and birds are also painted. In the past, lacquer painting was the mainstay, in recent years, it was mainly ink landscape painting, I used to create Buddhist figure paintings for the Maitreya Lecture Hall in Zhushan Town, Nantou County, Taiwan, and made 60 white drawings into 60 lacquer paintings, painting stiff thumbs, unable to move things, later, painting ink landscapes, it is also very difficult, painting the right hand can not be lifted, once I choose a direction, desperate practice, to achieve the goal.
"Autumn Reality"
Qi Baishi pursues "between the similar and the unlike", however, in recent decades, many painters have pursued formalism, and the spirit of freehand has gradually drifted away. Artistic conception and dreams are more important than specific images, from realism to deformation to imagery, continuous practice, but the younger generations may be due to the worship of the sages, or inertia, the artistic conception, dreams have become the imitation of the old, mud ancient, generations passed on.
"Flowers Fall and Water Flows Red"
I try to chase the fusion of dream and reality "between the like and the unlike".
"Looking Back at the White Clouds Low"
Every ink is full of Chinese flavor, every change in mechanism, so coordinated, and so endlessly changed. Vivid sprinkling, only Chinese rice paper, Chinese ink, brush, has such an effect, and water, in the expression of freehand, is actually an important tool, the curve of water, wet, flowing, penetration, blending, squeezing, precipitation, change and touch, such as dreams, such as illusion.
"Beauty Walk"
In fact, many dreams want to be expressed by means of painting, because it is the interweaving of dreams and reality, in order to present dreams, but also to express reality, but also for the joy of accidental success.
"Lingbo Fairy"
Dreams can change time and space, shape multi-dimensional space, dreams are also wild horses that are out of control, heaven, into the earth, free transformation, there are dreams that begin to enter free time and space, thousands of paintings down, will find that the world is too rich, only you do not know, only you can not dream, but it really exists.
The Heron and the Tide
I dreamed of my childhood hometown Qiushan Lake, fangyuan dozens of miles of lake grass, dancing with the wind, seabirds sprinting against the wind, especially at night, the stars in the sky shine, fireflies fly around you in a circle, you are like wearing a cloak full of jewels, frogs chirping, one after another, when you approach, immediately quiet, when you leave, sing again.
"Thick Summer Shade"
I dreamed that the huge waves of the sea lapped at the height of the stone, and the waves covered the sky and pressed down, and the roar was like a drum and thunder. The small river around putian County, the lychee trees along the shore, green in the red, red in the green, sitting on a flat wooden boat, you can look up and bite the lychee. I dreamed that the first time I set foot on Gulangyu Island, it was as if I had entered the Western scenery described in the novel, asphalt floor, small bungalows, and iron-cast street lamps. The sound of the piano and the leather shoes of the Gulangyu people were polished. The pants were hot and straight, coffee, bread, a little spicy tomato sauce, and a little girl in a braji, a peasant doll 50 years ago, wearing a clogs card, walking on the asphalt road in front of the Bagua Building, and 14 years later, wearing a Zhongshan suit, back to gulangyu alma mater.
"The Snow Is Like a Cover"
I dreamed of Rongcheng Mindu, the capital of Fujian Province, the swirling Minjiang River, the Jiefang Bridge, the wooden buildings along the Minjiang River, Wushan, the White Pagoda, and the Drum Tower, which exuded a strong Chinese cultural flavor. I dreamed, almost let me lose my life in the Minjiang River, that was the summer of 1965, I swam to the river, looked up, wanted to see the buildings on both sides of the Minjiang River, the body was suddenly swept down by the whirlpool, I opened my eyes, in the whirlpool to save myself, try to put the body flat away from the center of the whirlpool, when I first wanted to take a sip, the body was immediately rolled down again, I had to flatten my body again, my head did not dare to lift, I held my breath to swim to the shore, quickly cut off, only to look up and inhale, dangerous, struggling to get out of the center of the whirlpool.
"Cool"
I dreamed of going to Singapore to hold a painting exhibition, tropical scenery, colorful colors, Chinese enthusiasm for the motherland, I was deeply moved, that is also where my father lived for 30 years, I saw a rickshaw in the Singapore airport, thus imagining the hard life of my father pulling a rickshaw.
"Flowers Unknown"
I dreamed of going to Beijing, the capital of an ancient civilization, to read endless scenery and endless history. I dreamed of going to Wuyi Mountain to sketch, in order to create a paint mural in the Fujian Hall of the Great Hall of the People in Beijing, to the nature reserve, the sun was shining, suddenly a shower of rain, after the rain, a gust of wind came, the weather cooled down, and what was even stranger was that all the plants, including small flowers and grasses, became ice sculptures, and the crystals of water made these plants, red red, greener. Hanging ice on the bamboo, because the ice is constantly increasing, everywhere is crackling, the sound of bamboo pipes breaking, we are all stunned, a colorful ice world, the various rays refracted by the ice, make the colors brilliant, not long after another warm wind blows past, the day is changing, the flowers and grass are poured, the water is also lost, a wolf gray, just now the beauty is like a mirage, disappeared.
Autumn Heron
I dreamed of the road from Changchun to Harbin City, on the highway by the fog blocked, can only be warmed in the side of the road tavern, listen to the two people turn, after the fog receded, we continue on the road, when the day is almost dawn, to Harbin City, the outside of the carriage is gray, as the light continues to increase, gray, white scenery gradually clear, the mist tree in addition to the black and gray trunk, the rest have become white, the branches of the ice crystals of various shapes, grainy, striped, like a variety of diamonds, sparkling, And the woods that are combined into a whole. The river channel, the water vapor, the fog, the kaleidoscope, the sun came up, dyed a layer of pale orange, and the contrast with the original blue-gray tone was more vivid, and it was not long before the sun came up, and all this disappeared again.
"Autumn Water Eagle Coming"
I dreamed of Mount Tai, the mountain floating on the clouds, the red sun rising, the clouds like waves, rolling layer by layer, from under your eyelids, from your side, I put a handful of my daughter's hair on the highest peak of Mount Tai, the day after returning to Xiamen, my son was born. I dreamed that the huangshan mist painted by the painter would become ink paintings. I dreamed of Mount Everest, returning from Europe, the plane was above Mount Everest, because Mount Everest was high, overlooking the distant scenery, as usual, the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, the sun stained the mountain red, and I truly experienced chairman Mao's poem "Original Chi Wax Elephant", and the snow mountain is at your feet, so desolate, so poignant. I dreamed of Yunnan, the mountains are still snowy mountains, but the bottom of the mountains are subtropical plants, the bottom of the mountains is the strong color of red and green contrast, and the mountains are snowy mountains with cold tones, which are extremely strong. I dream of the ice and snow of Europe, the heavy snow of goose feathers in the Netherlands and Germany, the romantic feelings of the Mediterranean, the Grand Canyon of the United States, the desert, and the vegetation of the United States are all polychromatic, rarely bright, and the small and exquisite Japanese architecture.
"Autumn Yan"
Painting brings me back to the past, in the dream, a black, a white line, the heavens and the earth are connected, permeated with vitality, a little bit of nature, and a little bit of dream, so, in the painting, free, free to do as I want, in the dream, the heart is not shackled, unrestricted, is a dream, not a painting, is a painting, is not a dream, is a dream, and is a painting. This is the pursuit of the artistic realm, and it is also the exploration of my experimental ink painting in the past 20 years.
(Text/Chen Wencan)
Excerpt from Chen Wencan's memoirs
Appreciation of Chen Wencan's works
Magnificent Rivers and Mountains
"Double Pond Mirror Moon"
"New Rhyme"
《Scenery of Sun Moon Lake》
"Fun"
"Eight Min Noisy Lantern Festival"
"Discernment"
The Great Migration
Golden Beach
"Making the Tide"
"Heavenly Pond Fairy Shadow"
"Hip Hop Edelweiss"
"Heaven and Earth Selfless Jade Makeup Forest"
"I'll Come Too"
"Thousands of Miles of Cold Light Born of Snow"
"Summer Yin Duet"
"Frost Under the Rock Like Iron"
"Rain and Snow Sharpening Peak Eagle Returns"
"This View of Yunnan"
"Cloud from Heartless Bird Idle"
The article was transferred from the People's Daily all-media platform