by Imagine sitting beside a quiet pond, observing a master as his fine brush dips into those profound and mysterious wells of black ink. In one stroke, the artist draws his brush across the paper in a dance of black lines and shades. Called, this type of ink painting 酒精墨水畫 is steeped in tradition that captures more than just an image but also a philosophy. A peep into that world where the most common turns out to be the loudest amidst the silent cries-this wonder art form originating from East Asia, particularly China and Japan, is no inch near to being an overwhelming narrative on the strokes of brushes.
Every line carries with him a part of his soul to unravel a story more in-depth than words may ever tread. While kaleidoscopic paintings assault the senses, an ink painting whispers a tale as light.
An invitation to an intimate journey where the empty space will speak loudly-as loud as the marks themselves. It’s as much about the negative space as about the purposeful stroke that conveys the story.
Therein lies some sort of magic in accomplishment. Picture an artist standing before a sheet of paper blank, poised like a conductor before an orchestra, ready to give life to the void. Yet, dared to be thought, traditional ink painting was merely dragging a brush through ink. Of course, that is where control, restraint, and timing come in: one quick flick of the wrist might result in an amazing mountain, and another sharp curve may bring forth the nobility of flying crane feathers. Not to forget the role of nature: seasons, change in weather-even the mood of the artist-all contribute to getting unstable yet strikingly astonishing results. Even though the word ‘ink painting’ may evoke ideas of monotone dreariness, the actual fact is quite the opposite-celebration of nature’s endless beauty.