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《塞外》,《塞外》。2010年末,广州,在一个大型的油画作品展上,许多人在这幅作品前驻足观望,流连忘返,任人流潮涌,观者仍不移方寸,沿循笔迹,极目寻觅,并交头接耳,指点画面,感慨唏嘘。有人问我此中感受,我一时语堵。日常喜欢油画评说的我,无法用简单的语言去评价。举目画面,北土景色,反复的横线排列,把一块块明亮的暖灰色镶嵌其中,旷野萧瑟,天色迷茫,广漠,悠远,依稀可辨的烽火台,由远
“Plug outside”, “plug outside.” At the end of 2010, in Guangzhou, at a large oil painting exhibition, many people stood still in front of this piece of work and linger in the crowd. The flow of people is still on the rise. The viewers still follow the handwriting and look forward to each other. Sigh feeling sad. Someone asked me where I feel, I temporarily language block. I like everyday comment on oil painting, can not use simple language to evaluate. Lifting the picture, the scenery of the Northern Territory, the repeated horizontal arrangement, the piece of bright warm gray mosaic which, bleak, bleak, distant, faintly identifiable Beacon Tower, far away