My dad the life long artist has often said, finding the relation and balance between light and dark, empty and full, space and beyond space, is about finding resonance. But what is hardest is achieving that in real life- finding others to understand your universe and partake with you spiritually; that is resonance.
Today, the exhibit at the Foshan Art Museum drew hundreds, and good questions were asked by the reporters. For most, it was a social outing. Some actually focused on the paintings for minutes at a time. My dad’s latest series intends to propel the use of ink painting to an unprecedented, historical level. At least for art history for those who know it.
Government officials appeared when they have never paid attention much before. The real artists were both excited at the level of artistic achievement in this exhibit but ambivalent at the artworld as they know it; the appreciation level was zilch, and the general public, even the very educated bunch that came, were puzzled. I think my dad was at peace. The pieces were, at least, hung and displayed flawlessly. I haven’t seen such perfect execution from anywhere in China recently, so at the very least, it was done with satisfaction in the small little niche called art. And that is only due to the enormous amount of self respect and pride the art directors and artists have, not motivated by money, prestige, nor government approval.
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