The breeze always leads the steps. And the flowers always bloom with their lavish, captivating beauty where one can only see but cannot touch.
It’s like the sun running into the moon. An artist’s most craved dream is but the moment when the visual as well as mental images he or she creates are fully materialized. But as one may say, it’s never certain where the wind may go; there is only the direction of the heart. A wild thought is like the wind, beginning at an ordinary point but flowing into unexpected places; a wild thought is a discovery of being and overblown magnification of emotions. If an artist is the composer of nature, experiencing all the absurd and the ludicrous of the world, while maintaining his or her passions and sensitivity. This way, the artist touches the wind, plays with the flowers, and creates ever-living myths. Art transcends the boundaries of time and space; on a height of its own kind, the art creates a time of its own.
It is not magic. For the art to be more fascinating, the artist has to work harder and deeper. As there is no thought that does not undergo thorough and stressful contemplation, for Kim Tae Ho the philosophy of tranquility is his anywhere door travel back and forth of the bountiful earth. Appearing to his art he is like an eagle up in the sky, watching over this spectacular world he created. Yee Sookyung pieces together broken antique porcelains with gold foils and transforms them into modern sculpture, creating a legend of reincarnation that spans eight hundred years. On the other hand, Choe U Ram’s mystic anima machine is an organism crouching in the black hole of time. It slowly breathes and glows with dim light, ever silently guarding the earth; we may hear its breath and even see it in a warm, spring night. Wu Hao does not care for the boundaries of time and space; for him, people and flowers are always the most fascinating in the full-bloomed young, and it’s how he plays with time and space in his works. In Ye Zhusheng’s abstract painting, there seems no limit to his images and thoughts that there is no time for explanation—and there’s no need, and we are already taken beyond.
In Wu Tien-Chang’s installation art, there is allegory in sarcasm, in joy and rage; but above of all there is his effortless and serious consideration. Tao Wen-Yueh’s painting, on the other hand, embodies French romance in his nostalgic portrayal of homeland, where he would paint with millennia of tenderness that morphs into a sigh roaming in the universe. And there is Kuo Bor-Jou, who dwells in his subconscious and transforms continuously, whose work presents those fluctuations as his earnest confession. Or like Cynthia Ma, who endlessly stays with the flowers blooming and fading, the sun shining, and the wind flows. She listens to the earth with her camera, and with it she writes the colors of the seasons. Through her eyes we see the flowers slowly bloom, or the cherry blossoms like the snow, and we hold our breath only to see the trees, so determined, dye its green shadows into red. As the world falls enchanted with such visual beauty, Ma stays awake and captures it. Yet to Jang Tarng-Kuh, it is the screen window that separates two worlds so far from but also so close to each other. Each step a lotus and, upon the moment the door is pushed open, the memory is the crisp yet melancholic bell ringing in the wind. I am not I, and the spring missed a step in one of the grids on the screen window. Still, there is Lu Fang, whose playful re-creation of old famous paintings turns to masters like Giuseppe Castiglione. In the latter’s portrayal of peony blossoms, Lu would erase those supreme, imperial stamps and replaces them with QR codes, the modern imperial stamps. There they together await those butterflies attracted by the scents. In this March, Metaphysical Art Gallery invites you to a spring in blossom. There are installation art, abstractionism and realism paintings, photography in this flowery feast. Here you may miss a step and trip into all the flowers blooming like modern poetry, each telling the fantastic life and passions of an artist. It is our privilege to welcome you to this romantic and blooming journey. |