Han Mo Yi is an artistic life -famous painter Bao Hongbo

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Bao Hongbo, a native of Linyi, Shandong. He graduated from Guangxi Academy of Art and graduated from graduate from Guangxi Academy of Arts in 2013. Researcher of the Calligraphy and Calligraphy Institute of the Central Literature and History Research Museum, vice chairman of the Central State Organ Artists Association, art consultant, Deputy Secretary -General of the Central Painting Academy of the Central Committee, member of the Chinese Artists Association, member of the Youth Federation Art Working Committee of the Ministry of Culture, and the National Exhibition of the Chinese Artists Association. Member of the Evaluation Committee, tutor of the Training Center of the Chinese Academy of Arts.

Bao Hongbo China Ink Painting Academy of Institute of Ink Painting Chinese Personal Art Museum and Academic Pictures

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Text/Shao Dazhen

Art comes from emotional release within life. The truth of art is transcendence and sublimation of life. She is beyond the object of the object itself, with artist personality and rich aesthetic connotation.

Mr. Bao Hongbo, a well -known contemporary landscape painter, is an artist who pursues the soul and nature, and integrates himself into nature to explore the spirit of landscape painting. His works broke the paradigm of traditional painting on the composition, and incorporated the picture theme of the picture and blanking into the overall consideration of the overall composition of the picture. The various styling factors of the noodle painting form a harmonious, complete and rich organic whole.

Hong Bo pays attention to the understanding of the individual's soul. He often observes the spirit of the spiritual rhythm and the life rhythm of all things in his heart. He uses the development of the times as the creative background. Through the thickness of the pen and ink in the picture, the staggered line, the interoperability of the light and darkness, and the opening and closing of the body, create a real and fantasy space atmosphere, thereby forming a unique artistic language And the imagery of the unique.

On the whole, Bao Hongbo's landscape works are rigorous and empty. There is no shortage of charm and elegance. The composition of his composition is mainly "full" and "dense", and the art orientation of the ancient elegant charm is chased. His pen and ink, very heavy pens, use the pens to build the overall momentum of heavy mountains and waters, and activate and deepen the fullness of the full expression. The simple and misty and ethereal style of painting makes people feel a high -level subjective mental state. Watch it. It is convincing, and the artistic conception is endless.

Maybe, this is what the art of spiritualization, and it is also the origin of landscapes that the artist's life.

Ancient pavilion Han Shi You people go, Qishu Old House is obliquely flying

——The admiration of Hongbo landscape painting

Chen Shenglin

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The birds were tired and returned, and the trees were strong and long. In the early summer, who wrote a preface, who is the artificial person? Today, Yan Jun, Bao Jun Hongbo. Hearing its name is a man in the landscape; seeing his paintings, people in the landscape. It is wonderful to interpret its name; to help his paintings with its name, it is called heaven. It can be described as: "Painting is obvious, and people are named because of their names."

Introduction

Today, landscapes, diverse coexistence. The other three factions: one is sketching, the other is classical, and the other is modern. The sketch is flowing in shape, restricted in things, and only pleasing to the eye, not detailed; the genus of classical, there are many followers, and the steps are also trending. Picking up people's teeth, laughing and generous (non -modern faction, the strength of the big man is rare) or said: "What will Bao Jun's work?" Ancient new. The realm is classical, the mainstream of the pen and ink. As soon as the image changes, it becomes its own appearance, and the style is independent. "And said:" The painter can reach this realm, it is considerable, appreciated, delicious, and it can also be said that it can also be said that it can also be said that . It is a poem: 'The pen is walking with the mood, the clouds are flying and the peaks fly. Taoyuan thousands of miles away, the Yoursheng goes back and forth.

Ancient pavilion

The pavilor, stop, stop and go. There is a pavilion in the painting, such as the beauty of the beauty, and look forward to the gods. Bao Jun is a pavilion, or wipes like a hat, or the stick is like a leaf. Tingkong treats others silently, and people will speak lightly. Yuanshui Yao Cen, Xing Xing outside the sun.

Old house

The house is rigorous, the house also has a crooked and crooked, and the house is more broken. The house of Sri Lanka is moving quietly, and it is interesting to give up the method, just like walking books, chasing the mountains, silently, only in the same way, only to the mountains and the mountains.

Strange tree

Pine tree, cypress tree life, locust tree rigid, willow tree soft, peach blossoms messy, yellow leaf wind wrinkled. The tree of Hong Bo has become a simple style of ancient times. To do it at will, randomly setting up is the rate of desertation, it is the symbol to increase the emotion. Looking at it in the distance, the ancient clumsy life is simple;

Strange stone

Stone, spiritual matter between heaven and earth. The stone has a square, and its own yin and yang. The ancients were often divided into three sides, and today people change the reason for this reason. Stone, the road of setting is the cornerstone, and the painting is set as a strange stone. One stone life, two stones follow, the three stones became public, and then the stone stacked, the stones became a mountain. The stone of Bao Jun is the stone stone; the mountain of Bao Jun is a mountain, and the mountain has a strange spirit. In short, there are rounds in the square, horizontal and oblique, and are plain and calm mountains, weird walls.

Leisure

Most of the people in the world are busy people. People in the landscape are all idlers. Reality is distressed, so it is pinned on the landscape, high emotional, and rising, and competes with people in the painting. The simple pen is fun, and the tangible is invisible. Look at the paintings, and everyone is idle. Nai sigh: "How much can you have a life?" He said: "It is Jingli Wisdom for a long time, and long years of leisure."

Oblique cloud

The mountain block is open with clouds, and the plug is used in the cloud. Hong Bo is cloud, or hooks or wipes, stained or painted, slowly walks in the mountains, and wears clouds. A change of ancient law, doing sex, resonance with landscapes, and smoking clouds. Waterfall

The long waterfall is flying, and it is a thousand feet. The most business in this painting. The author is a picture, the plane is flying, and the curtains are rolling.

Heaven

The painter is free, the painting tree has a vitality, the waterfall is caused by the wind, and the painting stone has a wonderful sentence. The clouds are clouding, the bridge is flying, and the water shakes. It is all the fun. Earthly, chemical, seeing people's hearts, and standing.

artistic conception

The person, the person also. Those who are also. Life is high and relaxed, and the situation flows from the heart. Shan Jing was standing still without knowing the age, and the boat slowly forgot to forget the dust. It is the realm of megacities in the harmony of heaven and man.

General theory

The mountains and rivers are all symbols, and clouds are transformed into verses. Not for the reality, it turned out to be a dream map. What is this dream? Yu Nai said: "There are a few chats in the mountains and rivers, a few reincarnations of ink marks, mountains and mountains, rain in the rain, people in the fog. Yu Guang is faint and blurred. "

Seeing painting, seeing people, hearing the theory, Yu Nai's word "鹧鸪 先" said:

The old tree Youhua Ancient Temple, Han Jiang Mingyue confronted the bell. The bamboo forest locks the spring and autumn rain, and the wooden crickets are also knocked on the yellow rolling lamp. Recalling the old things, watching this life, sorrow and sullenness. Welcome to the snow and lonely, the lonely monk.

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