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[2012-10-27 7:56:40]

Talking to Myself  Lan Chunlei’s Solo Exhibition

前言－程小蓓Preface - Cheng Xiaobei

藍春雷的作品有一種文人氣質，超然象外，但義能獨立、和諧統一，蘊含一種寺廟后山的松柏之香。

Lan’s works have an unique quality belongs to traditional intellects which is beyond the earthly figures but still can emerging into the background of daily life. Just like the smell of pine trees behind a Buddhist temple.

我去過他在南寧的工作室，一個老社區的一個小二居室。外面是商店、菜市場豐富的生活場景，單元門樓前是退休工人們四處活動的人間氣息。但是，一進藍春雷的工作室，一股筆墨之香、一眼空靈清凈的畫幅，立即將我抽離出凡俗之境。藍春雷的畫是一種自在的狀態，那似是隨意的一筆圓圈，那大膽運用的空白，以及他想與當下聯系起來的數碼處理……都讓我脫離凡俗進入穿越狀態。似與石濤、吳貫中……同一時空，靜坐茶房，品清茶一杯。聽藍春雷“自言自語”如古琴幽悠、如竹林深處一絮清煙。

I have been to his studio in Nanning, a small two-bedroom apartment inside an outdated community. Outside of his apartment is full of small grocery stores and a big food market, this is a place been surrounded by the fragrance of daily life. Just around the corner of the cell gate of his apartment is a chess & poker room for retired people. But as soon as I entered his studio, the aroma of ink and papers, the view of a peaceful and immaculate painting, instantly took me into a heavenly place. Lan’s paintings is a state of self-preserving which seems like a causal brush and blank in the painting and the digitalization which he used to make the connection between contemporary era and the past. All of which leads me having a feeling of living in ancient time. As I am enjoying tea with Shi Tao and Wu Guanzhong, etc. Listen to Lan Chunlei talking to himself is as pleasant as walking down a path in a bamboo grove where you can distantly hear a vague sound of music from a Guqin.

我還希望看到他所擅長的數碼平面設計與他水墨更有意味的結合品，他目前的嘗試還沒有讓我感到陌生或審美情感的預期。但值得期待。

I also want to see his works which combine digital planar design and ink painting, his current efforts still did not meet my expectation, but his future works are worth waiting.

含虛照自然54x48cm紙本水墨.

走向內心的獨白

一行詩在上面. 

空山無人風過風讀.

明明之三.

船子和尚詩偈54x48cm紙本水墨.

相視無語.

數碼作品 －110x150cm歪曲成為真實之二

 也許是你110x110cm-.

數碼與水墨 

藍春雷水墨展自述

一年以后的現在，我一個人坐在北京上苑藝術館里最邊遠一角，也是藝術館里最最安靜的工作室里，回想起去年的這個時候，程老師、黃姐姐、林姐姐一起到我南寧的工作室的情景，時間和地點的交錯，恍如夢境。

南寧的工作室是在一個安靜的居民小區里，那是個平民生活化、平淡的一個環境；一個小公園，老人們在那里納涼、聊天、下棋、打太極、跳舞、唱歌，有拉二胡，也有拉小提琴的… ，嗷嗷學步的小孩踉踉蹌蹌在周圍亂轉，大人則目不轉睛的跟在后面，小學生一臉稚氣，書攤在石桌上寫作業… 。一個小市場，這個小區的日常生活用品都可以在這里解決了，老板、小販們和他們的顧客之間都是左鄰右里，叫喊聲和歡笑聲就像空氣一樣自然，彼此之間非常融洽，很難聽到厲喝叱罵那樣的聲音，一片祥和。

轟轟轟… ，飛機的聲音輕輕地從遠出飄來，又輕輕地飄走，沒有一絲云彩的藍天，空空如也，陽光從窗口探進來，罩著我的書桌；窗外，暖暖地陽光照在已經停止瘋狂亂長的植物上，逆光看去，綠的、黃的、紅的、紫的… 植物通透明亮，微風把它們顯得悠閑自得，小枝小葉輕輕擺動，更多的是寂然不動，象老人慈祥的看著自己的孩子；兩只黃色小蝴蝶嬉戲追逐，偶爾有幾聲不知名的鳥叫聲響起；除此之外，就是安靜，只有安靜，安安靜靜的安靜——這是上苑藝術館，這是一個沒有絲毫浮躁喧囂的塵埃，一個與世隔絕的世外桃源。

安靜平復了我的一切，寧靜讓我聽到了自己的心跳聲。多年來，我習慣了獨自一個人傾談。在這里，我聽到了我內心更深出的呢喃，更細微的言語，這是一個人的孤獨，孤獨是生命的根蒂，孤獨是靈魂的本質，孤獨揭示出我存在的意義；我享受著它，占有它，它也在安撫著我，占有我，伴隨我。它看著我通過紙，通過墨，通過水，通過上苑這個寧靜環境的氣息把它表現出來，它布滿了我房子的每個空間，在墻上，在地上，在空氣里，我們互相滲透著，它時時刻刻看著我，我時時刻刻讀著它，我們相互交流，我就是它，它就是我的一切。

感謝上苑藝術館，感謝程老師，黃姐姐、林姐姐，讓我在這一年的時間刻度里，讓我平靜地看到了我自己，觀照我自己，讓我清澈的學會了傾聽，學會了訴說，我想在這樣的一個環境里，把我這些自言自語的內心獨白呈現出來，這，就是我這一年在上苑藝術館的心跡。

Talking to Myself

Lan Chunlei Ink Exhibition readme

Now, a year later, I sit in Beijing on Yuan Museum of Art, the most remote corner of the Museum of Art is the most quiet studio, and think back to this time last year, Cheng, teacher, sister, Lin sister together to I Nanning studio scene, time and place of the staggered, seems like a dream.

The Nanning studio is in a quiet residential area, it is a civilian life, plain environment; a small park, the old people there to enjoy the cool air, chatting, playing chess, tai chi, dancing, singing, erhu, the violin ... Aoao toddler stumbled around parades around adults intently followed, pupils childish bookstall in the stone table doing their homework ... A small market, the daily necessities of the district can be resolved here, boss, hawkers and their customers are their neighbors, the shouts and laughter as natural as air is very harmonious with each other hard to hear Li He curse as the voice of a peaceful.

Hong Honghong ... the sound of the plane gently floated from far out, and gently drift away, not a cloud in the blue sky, empty probe came in from the window, the sun, covered my desk; window, warm in the sun shines plant has stopped the crazy chaos long, backlit looked green, yellow, red, purple ... plant transparent and bright, the breeze they seem leisurely contentment, sprig the lobular gently swinging, is silenced action, like the elderly and kind of watching their children; two small yellow butterflies play chase, and occasionally a few unknown birds rang; addition, is quiet, only quiet quiet quiet - This is on Yuan Museum of Art, this is a no slightest impetuous hustle and bustle of the dust, a secluded hideaway.

Quiet, peaceful restored my quiet I hear the sound of your own heartbeat. Over the years, I used to own a person to talk to. Here, I hear the whisper of my heart deeper, more subtle words, this is a lonely, lonely life pedicle, loneliness is the essence of the soul alone reveals the meaning of my existence; I enjoy it , occupy it, it also appease my possession I accompany me. It looked at my paper through the ink through the water, by the Court in this tranquil environment atmosphere it manifested, it covered every space in my house, on the wall, on the ground, in the air, we are each other penetration, it is always looking at me, I’m always reading it, we exchange, I was it, it is my everything.

Yuan Museum of Art on the thank, thank-way teacher, sister Huang Lin sister, let me time scale in this year, so I quietly see myself, contemplation of my own, so I learned to listen to the clear, learned tell, I think that in such an environment, the heart of these himself monologue presented, this is the year on the Court Museum of Art’s minds.

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