I want the painting to be flesh, to have the same kind of life as the sitter.
Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems.
你的灵魂活不下去是因为我。
跨越万里山川,拨开云雾前进;经历百次寒暑,踏着霜雨前行。
The true subject of a painting is the painting itself.