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一悲歌可以当泣。《1937·12·南京》的创作正在结束,巨大的画幅从架上剥下,几十个人一道抬到风雨操场安装新的内框。整整半年,180多天,我们几乎每一天都在这里,爬上爬下,紧张工作。聚集到这里来,面对这片画笔下的历史的天空,成了这一段日子里内心的生活方式。事实上,在这段生活之前,收集资料、故地采访、影棚拍照、草图勾画,我们已经忙了两年多的时间。当要停止长达三年的一项工作、一种生活及其习惯的方式的时候,我们的内心已然沉郁。那曾经的历史的悲泣以绘画生活的方式化入了我们的记忆,化成了一系列沉甸甸的思念。
A sad song can weep. The creation of “1937.12 Nanjing” was coming to an end. Huge frames were peeled off from the stands and dozens of people carried them to the playground to install new inner frames. A full six months, more than 180 days, we are here almost every day, climb up and down, intense work. Gathered here, in the face of this painting pen under the sky of history, has become the inner life of this period of life. In fact, before this period of living, we have collected information, interviews, studio photographs and sketches. We have been busy for more than two years. Our heart is already gloomy when it comes to stopping a work lasting three years, a way of life and its habits. The weeping of the past history to the way of painting life into our memory, into a series of heavy thoughts.