万曼先生离开我们已经117天了。他那慈祥的音容,那富于生气的言谈,仍然弥留在壁挂工作室,在他的艺术精品中迴逼荡,久久地萦绕着我们的心。从小号油画内框开始一九八六年初春的一天下午,—位短小精悍精神抖擞的外国人,步上新建成的工艺系大楼,来到二楼的一个狭长的教室中,在那里有几个年令不等的中国艺术工作者怀着新奇等待着他。穿着棕色的皮茄克衫,留着东欧特征很强的胡须,他显得很帅。这就是万曼先生第一次来到我们中间,走进我们的艺术生活。那时我们对于现代艺术所知甚少,对于壁挂也只是怀着质朴和朦胧的爱好,当我们面对国际标准尺寸的小号油画内框,拉起一生中最初的几条经线的时候,谁也没有意识到我们正拉开一生中新的序幕,我们正踏上一条漫长艰巨而又崇高的艺术之途。两天之后,当看到位于教室最角落万曼先生的油画内框上出现的神奇 Mr Wanman left us for 117 days. His merciful tone, his angry conversation, still dwells in the wall-hanging studio, backwards in his art collection, long haunting our hearts. On the afternoon of the early spring of 1986, starting from the small oil-painting inner frame, a small and energetic foreigner steps onto the newly built Department of Technology building and comes to a narrow classroom on the second floor where there are several Chinese artists waiting for him waited with novelty. He was handsome looking in a brown leather jackets, with a strong beard in Eastern Europe. This is the first time Mr. Wan Man came to us and entered into our artistic life. At that time, we knew very little about the modern art. We only had rustic and obscure hobbies for the wall. When we were confronted with the international standard small-size oil painting inner frame and pulled up the first few warps in our life I do not realize that we are beginning a new curtain in our lives. We are embarking on a long, arduous and sublime art journey. Two days later, when I saw the fantastic magic that appeared in the painting’s inner frame of Mr. Wan Man at the corner of the classroom