Like powerful forces, paintings should also be introverted. Rather than speaking out loud, thoughts are better to be hinted subtly.
Recently, I have been painting aimlessly, after putting an end to what’s standard, I was able to find myself once again, I wish to find a new point of view, for me, landscapes are merely an introduction, it has little to do with my sketches, my photos, even the subject itself. Why are we infatuated with landscape, what is it that catches our attention? I think it has more to do with inert emotions of wanting than the subjects themselves. Therefore, as long as these fictional landscapes keep this inert wanting, then, when looking at them, one can still consider these images to be “real”.
Over the recent years, I am used to painting with upwards and frequent brush-strokes; it feels as though detached from the subject. Its quite unsettling, but still I feel on course, I think it’s an outlook on life. It has nothing to do with what’s realistic, has nothing to do with what’s presented, it even has not much to do with emotions. What remains of the orderliness does not represent what’s “beautiful”, those not so beautiful brush strokes and blank spaces can be repeated until they form a new order on the canvas. Loneliness will enlarge itself, repeated doubts will become the norm, and maybe this is how society works.
Images have become abundant in this age, it had also crafted my initial creative thoughts. My dependence upon photography is very low, sometimes I would even doubt photographs. When I use photography, I would distort them and only keep the most primitive. Sometimes I would use imagined landscapes. I think it’s necessary to maintain in control. Images are amputated sensory nerve-ends of contemporary art. Therefore, for art, where the true “shape” or “form” is hidden, where can one find the substance that surpasses the realistic, even where the medium is able to eliminate the ‘core’ itself.