《周易》有云:“天行健,君子以自强不息”“地势坤,君子以厚德载物”。看艺术家高山的油画风景作品时,这两句话就一直盘旋在我的脑际。大漠孤烟,虽不是孕育人类文明的渊源所在,却在艺术家的笔下展现出了茫茫中真实的存在。这种存在不是洪荒,而是被赋予了生命的承载。山川仿佛在呼喊,大地仿佛在震动,在看似虚静恬淡的画面中展现出了艺术家博大的胸怀。这也许就是艺术家面对打动自己的自然风光时的一种本能显现。 “Book of Changes” goes: “Heaven OK Kin, the gentleman to self-improvement” “terrain-kun, a gentleman to Houdezaiwu”. These two words have been hovering in my mind when I looked at the oil paintings of the artist’s mountains. Smoke in the desert, though not the origin of human civilization, but in the artist’s pen showing the vast real existence. This existence is not a prehistoric event, but a life bearing. As if the mountains shout, the earth seems to be shaking, in the seemingly quiet and tranquil picture shows the artist’s broad mind. This is perhaps the artist’s instinct when it comes to impressing their natural beauty.