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Chen Shi-Zheng
Simplicity.
One simple white line. The drama. That red. A burgundy red. I don't
know what to say about it right now, just something very special
about it.
Pico Iyer
As
anyone who has seen the classic films of Chen Kaige and Zhang Yimou
(Yellow Earth, say, and Ju Dou) knows well, China still has the
gift of communicating powerfully through colors (in Anchee Min's
confessional account of the Cultural Revolution, red speaks for
blood and passion, as well as for the ideology she was at once upholding
and defying). In this particular piece the red, or rustish, color
suggests to me the earth, and, apparently, the color of sacrifice,
and yet also (with that slim white rim) asks what price sacrifice
entails. Looking at this piece, I think of the circle that turns
at the heart of Eastern thinking, roughly inscribed by Zen masters
and conveying energy and harmony together. I think of time as something
that moves around instead of forward. And I think of all the ancient
scrolls and poems so simple that they go right through you. So simple,
in fact, that they touch on mystery.
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China, Jiangxi Province