EVENTS
2008 Flying Solo, Zuiku Wine Talk (Club), Beijing, China (Solo Art Exhibition)
2009 Flaying Solo, Beijing National Day School, Beijing, China (Solo Art Exhibition)
2010 Performance with pianist Lang Lang at Beijing TV Station
2012 A Man in the Mist Art Forum, Beijing, China
2012 Back From Paris, Hongkong Cultural Center, Hongkong
2013 Sulla Strada Per Roma, Tra le Volte (gallery), Rome, Italy (Solo Art Exhibition)
2014 BIAC Art Forum, Beijing, China
2014 When East meets West-China & Italy Art Exhibition, Beiheyan (Club) Beijing, China
2015 Dali & New Artists, CBD showroom, Beijing, China
2020 L'arte si mostra, Palazzo Ferrajoli, Rome, Italy
Three characters emerge from a setting of an unknown nature environment, an old man who's weary; a young man who's energetic; and a spiritual kind of figure between them. Together they form a trinity that performs a mental progress: In times of exhaustion and despair, one low down the body, finds comfort, and with a new strength to be found, one may continue the journey...
Figures and images have left me a clue. With it, through growth, I’ve been able to trace it down to a better understanding of the origin of my motives. Rather than expression, I begin to find painting a discovery. Each piece is built up by thousands of delicate decisions, through which pieces of myself, pieces of world that’s reflected in myself emerge, unreserved, uncovered, they are revealed to me and to anyone. In the end, it is a great thing to see the choice I’ve made and the wishes I hold toward life, toward world and humanity...
I started this series with a painting named Embrace. It shows a fervent dance of a young woman in a red dress which shaped like a rose and a figure of death. They dance in embrace, as love and fear intertwined. It opened the series based on the thoughts: the true confronting to fear begins at the acceptance of death, by the greatness of love...
The fervent love and painful hatred have all turned into a river flowing beneath the ground. All the people spread on earth have scattered like dark red petals among into the archaic city. The bell tolled. Faraway in the forgotten crevice between rocks, full of thistles and thorns, a rose bloomed in its pride under the moonlight...
Three persons enter into their characters. They represent all the colors there can be to make up a piece of image. And they also everything, every complexity that makes up our world. They are the visions that we cannot cross beyond, courses or ends that we cannot foresee. Numberless of us being inside of it, like rings circling around, like fire transforming energy, at last end up as who we are...
My mind is filled with the melody. I close my eyes and see the streets with raindrops flowing in the air, people walking by quickly holding the umbrellas that cover their heads. The sound of water splashing and the sound of footsteps echoing between stonewalls and pavement. Fog blurs the city and the shades of lights...
