I am an enthusiast of Chinese Brush Painting and I would like to share my trials and tribulations in learning the craft. I want to document the process, the inspiration and the weird ideas behind my projects and to address some of the nuances related to this dicipline. I hope to create a dialogue and stir up some interest in the art of painting with a Chinese brush on Xuan. In any case, it would be interesting to see my own evolution as time progresses. This is my journal
Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
The Grasshopper, my trade mark piece of work
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
an old master
is hugging a stylistic banana leaf. This simplistic arrangement creates motion and serenity at the same time. I enjoyed painting the life like insect, and the deliberate, forceful side tip brushing of the banana leaf.
This painting actually evoked a lively discussion between one of my teachers and I. My teacher does not condone the mixing of styles, i.e. the insect borders on the Gonbi style of exact lines and forms, and the leaf is a definite Xieyi style, which emphasizes on free, impressionistic brush strokes.
I especially enjoyed the Zen like quality of this painting. I often times find myself in the room with just this painting in the light, and do my day dreaming.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Picture in Picture( second attempt)
Thursday, November 20, 2008
First Attempt At Picture IN Picture
This is my first attempt at Picture in Picture. The premise of the painting was to capture the view of the famous Li River in Guiling, China through the opening of a cavern. After the painting was completed, I found quite a few things that I did not like. The layout is too symmetrical, the vegetation emerging from outside the cavern walls is too frivolous and the lighting is too dim. There was no Punch to the painting. That's what motivated me to try painting Picture in Picture again. To see the second attempt, please scroll to the next post(s)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
This is my first painting, my defining moment. I've been harboring a love for the visual arts. I've been known to buy books on works of great painters. I think this seed was planted in me when I see a couple of prints hanging on the apartment walls of where I grew up. At the time I just thought they were "nice" and was the right thing to do by my Dad. Who knows sixty years later, I would be writing about this. For all you parents out there, be mindful of what you say and what you do. You have an influence on your kids in more ways than you will ever understand !
Anyways, the year was 2003. I remembered that I was so pumped up one day and I went out and bought myself paper and color and decided it was time to find out if I was just a bystander or if I could be a participant. I was going to do a painting and let the painting make that decision for me. I can see that it is crude, but full of words. Every time I look at this painting I feel something, an attachment that I cannot describe, and I think it goes beyond the familiarity that this is my work. Hence I pursued my interest in earnest