China—vast land, a place I have never set foot upon, yet a spiritual homeland of Zhuangzi’s dreams and Li Bai’s wine-soaked verses.
My China is not across the sea, but within the Tang poems and Song lyrics that refine sorrow into jewels, in a realm unseen yet never distant.
This acrylic pour painting flows with water’s whirling motion. Here, I do not seek to capture form, but to respond to the breath of the heart.
A wisp of smoke transforms into the spine of a mythical beast; hues of green and grey converge into the waterways and gardens.
May this flowing realm become a faraway mountain in your heart, a place where even in dreams, you may wander.
Medium: Linen-textured canvas, acrylic paint.
Dimensions: 60 x 80 cm
