0305 2003

Li Huasheng made this fascinating piece with ink on paper, creating a mesmerising grid. Imagine the artist, brush in hand, patiently building this ethereal surface, line by line. You can almost feel the rhythm of each stroke, a meditative act unfolding across the paper. It's like a woven textile, but made with ink and intention. What was he thinking, making all these tiny lines? The cool, almost monochromatic palette gives it a serene, contemplative mood. And that subtle shift in tone, lighter at the top, darker towards the bottom – it’s like a breath, a gentle pulse. It reminds me of Agnes Martin's grids but with a distinct, Eastern sensibility. It’s a quiet, powerful piece that invites you to slow down and find beauty in repetition, in the act of mark-making itself. Artists are in an ongoing conversation, aren't they?