Tan Ping 譚平
Floating 漂, 2020
Acrylic on Canvas 布面丙烯
60 x 60 cm
23 5/8 x 23 5/8 in
23 5/8 x 23 5/8 in
Copyright The Artist
在災難時代，藝術在傷疤與反思中安身立命，在混沌前路中汲取力量。以感情為媒介，提供信念與 希望便是抽象藝術伸向人類生活的觸角。在藝術作品中一次次回顧社會與人類生活的摧毀與重建， 我們終將從災難中得到療癒和啟發，在開放式的對話中找到自己的答案與出路。 “在2020年這個特殊時期，我們被封閉在堅固的方盒子裡，每個人的內心深處都感受到隱隱的恐懼，靈魂的漂浮不定、無處著陸、居無定所。曾經麻木的神經，也因此會遭遇“傷害”得以覺醒！而藝術會成為“痛”的記憶。”——譚平 In an era of catastrophes, art stands together with scars and reflections, drawing power from the unpredictable future. With emotions as the medium, abstract art reaches...
在災難時代，藝術在傷疤與反思中安身立命，在混沌前路中汲取力量。以感情為媒介，提供信念與 希望便是抽象藝術伸向人類生活的觸角。在藝術作品中一次次回顧社會與人類生活的摧毀與重建， 我們終將從災難中得到療癒和啟發，在開放式的對話中找到自己的答案與出路。
“在2020年這個特殊時期，我們被封閉在堅固的方盒子裡，每個人的內心深處都感受到隱隱的恐懼，靈魂的漂浮不定、無處著陸、居無定所。曾經麻木的神經，也因此會遭遇“傷害”得以覺醒！而藝術會成為“痛”的記憶。”——譚平
In an era of catastrophes, art stands together with scars and reflections, drawing power from the unpredictable future. With emotions as the medium, abstract art reaches human life by providing faith and hope. Continuously reviewing the deconstruction and reconstruction of society and human life in artworks, we will eventually find therapy and inspiration from it. The open dialogues of art will lead us to our own way out.
“In this unusual period of time in 2020, we are sealed in a sturdy square box. Everyone feels faint fear deep inside, and the soul is unstable, nowhere to land, no place to live. The nerves that were once numb will be awakened by "injury"! Art becomes a memory of ‘pains’” —Tan Ping
“在2020年這個特殊時期，我們被封閉在堅固的方盒子裡，每個人的內心深處都感受到隱隱的恐懼，靈魂的漂浮不定、無處著陸、居無定所。曾經麻木的神經，也因此會遭遇“傷害”得以覺醒！而藝術會成為“痛”的記憶。”——譚平
In an era of catastrophes, art stands together with scars and reflections, drawing power from the unpredictable future. With emotions as the medium, abstract art reaches human life by providing faith and hope. Continuously reviewing the deconstruction and reconstruction of society and human life in artworks, we will eventually find therapy and inspiration from it. The open dialogues of art will lead us to our own way out.
“In this unusual period of time in 2020, we are sealed in a sturdy square box. Everyone feels faint fear deep inside, and the soul is unstable, nowhere to land, no place to live. The nerves that were once numb will be awakened by "injury"! Art becomes a memory of ‘pains’” —Tan Ping
