对我而言,如何描述那个来自内心的驱使我的双手的声音,将之化为具体形象,将个人的感官化为众人眼中的审美之维,都是困难的。所以,我往往愿意通过“再创作”去倾诉我的创作冲动,如此循环,每一次新的创作就如在一层一层地剥开洋葱的皮,我又发现这些作品离我的内核又近了一些。艺术生灵其实一直带着孤独感。被观者注视时,它们内里的质地、骨架被完整的手艺和修饰掩盖掉。它们固有的形象带给它们的热闹与关注,遮蔽了它们最具有可读性的原初。于是,我开始寻找一种方法,以最有尊严的方式表达它们的孤独,即艺术的本真之一。 It is difficult for me to describe how the voice from the heart, which drives my hands, turns it into a concrete image and personal sensuality into the aesthetic dimension of the eyes of the people. Therefore, I tend to be willing to pass “redo ” to talk about my creative impulse, and so on, every new creation is like peeling the onion skin layer by layer, and I find these works away from my kernel A little closer. In fact, art has always been with loneliness. When the viewer is looking, their inner texture, skeleton is covered with complete craft and modification. Their inherent image gives them the excitement and attention that obscure their most readable original. So I started looking for a way to express their loneliness in the most dignified way, one of the essence of art.