艺海撷英:心向往之Art of heart:
艺海撷英:心向往之
Art of heart:
野生蔓草(中国画) 张志中
马(中国画) 张志中
泊(中国画) 张志中
北方系列(中国画) 张志中
【艺海撷英】
我有两方闲章,“心向往之”与“临之已非”,算是我多年画画生涯的自况。
“心向往之”语出《史记》。我以此刻章是想说,画画要有所追求、有所向往。我们每个人都可说出无数在孩提时期心智受到启迪的心灵触动,有些触动可能影响人的一生。
我幼时长在冀中平原的乡下,没有山,没有河,只有坦荡无垠的大地。夏天,一场大雨,地上便有了积水。天上的云,地上的树,倒映在水里,那如梦如幻的景象,至今依然清晰。对于六岁的我而言,最幸福、惬意的事便是用土块或石片,在村子的土墙上,在农家的梢门上任意涂画。
年龄渐长,便有了“心向往之”。看多了画集上的年画和小人书的我,逐渐萌生了想画得像“画儿”一样的渴望。依稀记得,家里的墙上贴着宣传画《赶集图》。画面中,一群老人、姑娘、儿童欢歌笑语,那时的我不知作者黄胄是谁,也没见过那样的构图和风格,只是由衷地喜欢;长辈从北京带回的齐白石册页《可惜无声》中,那呼之欲出的草虫配以用笔率意而色彩典雅的花卉,都在我心中留下了永久的记忆,至今仍充满鲜活的魅力。童年时无数给予我真实触动的点滴,都为我的艺术之路指引了方向。
大了,学画,走南闯北。当我们用着从学校、从先生那里学来的绘画技能,把我们感受到的物象用线、用色、用墨,在纸上、布上或其他材料上表达时,常常受到“像”与“不像”的困惑。从学生时代起,我就时常为自己不能得心应手地把眼中看到的、心中酝酿的形神统一地表达出来而懊恼。几十年来,我几乎不曾停歇,画人,画山,画花。朝着心之所向艰辛跋涉,每登上一座“山丘”,却又发现不是这里,常常是“临之已非”。求索中,那些已然流逝的生命痕迹便刻在了一幅幅被我们称之为作品的纸上。王国维譬喻人生抑或学问之三个境界所引用的三段宋词中,提到“衣带渐宽终不悔,为伊消得人憔悴”。生活中的每个人,大约都有一个向往,它也许有形,或许无象,但却总像是和你若即若离的梦境,让你为之劳苦终生,百折不悔,艺术便是如此。
所幸从孩提时代,那个在远方、如诗如梦、如真如幻的向往之地,始终还未对我放弃。我们画着,如同静修、去执,为自己的灵魂寻找一个安放之处。
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野生蔓草(中国画) 张志中
马(中国画) 张志中
泊(中国画) 张志中
北方系列(中国画) 张志中
I have two free chapter, "heart" and "temporary non", is my years of painting career himself.
"Heart" from "historical records". In this chapter, I want to say that painting needs to be pursued and yearned for. Every one of us can tell a myriad of minds that have been inspired by the minds of children, some of which may affect one's life.
I was young in the countryside of the central Hebei plain. There was no mountain, no river, and only the vast expanse of the land. In summer, there was a heavy rain, and there was water on the ground. The clouds in the sky, tree, reflected in the water, the dream of the scene is still clear. For the six year old me, the most happy, pleasant thing is the use of clay or stone, in the village on the walls, any paint on the farm on the tip door.
Older, have a heart "". The paintings on New Year paintings and comic books I gradually sprouted like to draw for a "picture". Vaguely remember, the house on the wall pasted with a propaganda picture "the market map". In the picture, a group of children, the elderly, the girl who is singing and laughing, then I do not know the author Huang Zhou, have not seen that the composition and style, just sincerely love; the elders from Beijing back to the Qi Baishi album "silent" unfortunately, that all insects with pen rate meaning and elegant color of flowers. In my heart left a permanent memory, still full of vivid charm. The countless drops that have touched me in my childhood have guided my way of art.
The painting, zounanchuangbei. When we use the drawing skills learned from schools and gentlemen, we often get the confusion of "resemble" and "unlike" when we use our drawing skills to express objects, such as lines, colors and ink, on paper, cloth or other materials. From the student, I often cannot easily sees in the eyes, the mind and spirit of unity to express regret. For decades, I almost did not stop, painting, painting, painting. In the heart of each trek, climbed a hill, but not found here, often is "the pro -". In the quest, the traces of life that have passed are carved on a piece of paper which we call the works. Wang Guowei: or the life of knowledge of the three realms cited three song, "said my end is no regrets, pining away to". In everyone's life, about there is a yearning, it may be visible, may not like, but like you and neither friendly nor aloof dreams, let you to work a lifetime, Baizhe not regret, art is so.
Fortunately, from childhood, in the distance, such as dreamlike poetic dream, really want to, has still not give up on me. We painted, as a retreat, to hold, to find a place for placing your soul.
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