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十五年前,我第一次看到杨明的雕塑。在南京,朱文带我去他家,他的作品散落在一个大杂院里,我立即意识到这些东西的不同凡响。那是一些纪念碑式的柱子,仿佛是英格兰荒野上的石阵,体积并不大,也没有高入云霄,但感觉比纪念碑更有力量,像是大象刚刚迈步走进了它自己的另一条腿。最精彩的是这些青铜柱子似乎在时间的镕冶中正在向投降、起褶、软化、坍塌转变,呈现为某种支撑、
Fifteen years ago, I first saw Yang Ming’s sculpture. In Nanjing, Zhu Wen took me to his house, his work scattered in a large garden, I immediately realized that these things extraordinary. It was some monumental pillar, like a rock formation in England’s wilderness, neither bulky nor high into the sky, but feeling more powerful than a monument, like an elephant just walking into another of its own leg. The most remarkable is that these bronze pillars seem to be surrendering, folding, softening and collapsing in the process of time, showing some support,