Preface

By Liu Guanchen

My father was a traditional Chinese painting teacher, and my mother a music teacher. Under their influence, it was only natural that I began studying Chinese painting. Later, however, I started creating contemporary art, which always felt quite dramatic. Born in the 1970s, I experienced the Cultural Revolution, the Reform and Opening Up, the Internet age... It feels, in a daze, as if I've lived several lifetimes. Growing up amidst cultural grafting, we are always inexplicably suspicious: are we like the children grown in "The Matrix"? Is it karmic reincarnation? We suddenly realize that we are walking on the edge of the world and time. Did divine spirits alienate and separate us, or did we inadvertently sever those connecting lines and discover our own eyes...?

Walking on the streets of Zhengzhou, I see the towering Erqi "Pagoda" (once Zhengzhou's landmark) gradually turning into a small, dull, and dusty runt in the passage of time. Like the pedestrians on the roadside, it moves back and forth with dull eyes. Where have their souls gone? Or do they not exist at all? Are people living while they are busy? Or are they just alive. The world is like a huge 3D movie, filled with all kinds of intricate and complex performances, rumbling and turning, like those bizarre advertisements on the bus. It stirs and mixes the aroma of ingenious ideas like melamine, Sudan Red, gutter oil, and smog, which pervades this once-familiar land. People who have lost their souls, land that has lost its life, all kinds of strange and chaotic phenomena – what can we say? We construct amidst subversion, and we subvert amidst construction.

Finally, I came to a conclusion. I firmly believe that we are a generation of high-tech new humans produced by various biochemical experiments, rushing around... living...

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父亲、母亲,一个是国画教师,一个是音乐教师,在他们二老的影响下理所当然的就学起了国画。后来,却开始了当代艺术的创作,一直觉得很有戏剧感。生于70年代,经历文革、改革开放、互联网时代……恍惚间有一种几世为人的感觉。文化嫁接中成长出来的我们,总是莫名奇妙的怀疑,我们是不是《骇客帝国》中被种植出来的孩子。是因果轮回吗?恍然发现我们走在世界和时间的边缘。是神灵异化和分离了我们,还是我们无意中弄断了那些连接线,发现了自己的双眼……

 

走在郑州的街头,看着巍巍的二七“宝塔”(曾经的郑州地标)在时间中渐渐变成了灰头土脑的小矬子,象路边的行人一样,目光呆浊的奔来走去,他们的灵魂都去哪了?还是根本不存在?人们在奔忙中是活着呢?还是活着。世界像场巨大的3D电影,充斥着各种纷杂繁复的表演,隆隆转动中,像公交车上那些莫名奇妙的广告。搅拌、混合着三聚氰胺、苏丹红、地沟油以及雾霾等等奇思妙想的芳香,弥漫在这片曾经熟悉的大地。失去灵魂的人们,失去生命的土地,各种稀奇离乱的现象,我们能说什么呢?在颠覆中构建,在构建中颠覆。 

 

终于,得出了一个结论,我肯定地认为,我们是各种生化实验生产出来的一代高科技新人类,奔走着……生活着……

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