An artist tries to capture the whole range of human experience. Chinese paintings have manifested the internal struggle of man quite eloquently. In their paintings you see hypnotic expression of personal upheaval. Their vision is rooted in the messiness and tumult of everyday life. They have explored the tension between the desire for independence and the need for communal intimacy and harmony, and designed it into a series of distinct objects and then carefully reassembled them into compositions of interlocking forms and texture.
Japanese artists, it seems as if they achieved a measure of inner peace. They don’t seem to revolt against established institutions. Yet they are anything but complacent. Japanese have creative stamina and they are not content to recycle well-tested formulas. They have the willingness to venture into unexplored territory.
However, Japanese paintings need to delve into sentimentality. They strive for elasticity and harmony in the mesmerizing space of the canvass. In them I find the substance as much about illusion as about transparency, suggesting that their mundane existence consists of multiple and mutable realities.
