Huo Xiaohui
"Four hours change more, the twilight of the year is fast!"
At the end of each year, the feeling of time passing is particularly intense. Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wan's "Under the Sub-Northern Gushan Mountain" is also written in this season, obviously a road to the road, looking forward to the geese and thinking of relatives, but the situation is magnificent and lofty, positive and optimistic.
"Outside the green mountains of the road, in front of the green water of the boat." The tide level is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging in the sails. The sea is born in the night, and the river spring enters the old year. Where the township book reaches, it belongs to the side of Yan luoyang. "Look, spring has been quietly sprouting at the end of the year, and the rising sun is about to rise on the surface of the sea before the night ends. What a miraculous power is contained in the rapid alternation of time sequences.
Mr. Wang Bencheng chose the jaw connection of this poem to depict. "The tide is flat on both sides of the river, and the wind is hanging in the sails." The beauty of this sentence is "the god of writing a big scene with a small scene". The spring tide is rising, the sea and the sky are vast, under this great realm, the sailboat seems how small, the person is as small as a mustard seed, but the poet's heart is vast and boundless, and the east wind makes the white sail hang high, which also makes him full of passion. Such poetic painting creation is not so much a painting of scenery as it is a painting of feelings. This sentiment belongs to the ancient poets, but also to the painters themselves, and to all sympathetic readers.
Elder Wang looked attentive, lifted a large pen that he was accustomed to, shot decisively, the pen turned at will, or thirsty pen rubbing, or with water to break the ink, cangrun mutual benefit, virtual reality is born. Light ink is a distant mountain, green is near the shore, white is a water sky... The ink is thick and light, and when the pen moves the paper, the thoughts are like a boat on the water, gradually drifting away...
Young left home, apprenticed in Jinan's "Taiji Watch Shop"; pen and ink experience, taught by famous teachers; painting "Laoshan Lion Peak" was selected into the "Shandong National Painting Selection", a painting became famous; collecting wind sketches, full of travel to see the famous mountains and rivers; creating a huge production of "Long March Road", Danqing manga... Fragments of the years appeared in the memories from time to time, and Elder Wang sighed, life can not grow young.
During the National Day in 2014, Mr. Wang Bencheng returned to his hometown to visit relatives and friends, during which he suddenly suffered a cerebral infarction, and although he was treated to treatment, he still fell into a half of his body unwell. He continued to paint with a moving hand, and "guarded the humble return to the garden" was generally cultivated. The studio "Drunken Mountain Building" often has such a scene: a wide painting on one side, an old rattan chair, a white-haired old man who reads and paints, quiet and calm. Wang Haiyou, the son of Mr. Wang Bencheng, said, "Seeing the back of my father's case, what I felt was not only the warmth of fatherly love written in Mr. Zhu Ziqing's article, but also a kind of life force that was continuously, tenaciously and wholeheartedly devoted to the things he loved, which shocked me." ”
Mr. Wang Bencheng is punctual, promise-abiding and affectionate. Wang Haiyou talked about one thing: "My father has an album, which is the ink treasure left for him by Wu Zuoren, Li Kuchan, Qian Songyan, Bai Xueshi, Qi Gong, He Haixia, Hei Bolong and other old painters. The father said very angrily, 'What happened to the people now?' Where does affection cost! ’”
What he promised others, Mr. Wang Bencheng kept in mind and never delayed. There are often people who ask for albums, and he tries not to disappoint others. Once, a poet friend asked Wang Lao to paint an album, and he gladly agreed, and after the painting was stopped, the friend continued to make a request and asked him to write his own poem. This time, Elder Wang made a little joke - the title was "Toss my eighty old man blindly." After writing, he couldn't help but laugh and cough.
"The Broad Wind on both sides of the Tide Flat Is Hanging in the Sails" Wang Bencheng 2022
In the interview, Elder Wang recalled that he had selflessly helped his own Bole in those years, and was infinitely grateful, thinking that the Si people had gone, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He is not good at words, and he looks at it as if it were warm. The world likes to be harmonious, and this kind of bluntness is really getting more and more rare.
In life, Wang Lao is gentle but not losing his sharp edge, infiltrated by traditional culture quite deeply, in art, he can constantly accept a variety of new ideas, in the process of conversation, the ideas he presents are diverse, sometimes contradictory, perhaps this is related to the times, and his own experience, and because of this, his thoughts and works are always full of vitality. It is common for some art criticism articles to write a painter as flawless, but in fact, there are shortcomings and contradictions, in order to achieve a real painter and a work with emotion and temperature.
Standing in front of the completed works, I think that the artistic mind and the landscape imagery reflect each other, and take their meanings with their traces. Mr. Wang Bencheng said that in my life, I first painted the ancients, then I painted the teacher, then I painted life, painted tasks, and finally painted myself. At the age of 86, there are very few material needs, and painting is also a little from the heart. Scholar Xu Shouling once wrote a poem "Splashing Color Drunken Mountain Tower" after watching Wang Bencheng paint, at this time it may be useful to borrow it: most painters love the mountain, and the boundless green He Youya. A water cloud fell to the bottom of the pen, and it was originally the mountain wind that brought rain.
On the Qilu painting world, there are not many old painters in their old age. By Mr. Wang Bencheng, I also thought of some of the old painters I had the privilege of contacting, each with their own stories, achievements, and styles. The old and the new meet, the hope will last forever, and the calligraphy and painting circles will continue to move forward, and only then will there be the mighty calligraphy and painting Lu Army today.
"Don't grow a teenager" and how, thousands of mountains and rivers have passed, and finally they all melt into the heart, people are old, don't have a thick taste.
Wang Bencheng, the word big fool, pedantic father, do not sign the history of drunken mountains. Born in 1936 in Shandong Province. His ancestral home is Sichuan, and he now lives in Jinan. He is currently a member of the China Artists Association, a researcher of the Calligraphy and Painting Institute of the Central Research Museum of Literature and History, a librarian of the Shandong Provincial Museum of Literature and History, and a national first-class artist.
One-point drawing talk