Good night
Good Night employs the contemporary language of mineral pigments to evoke a quiet nocturne of the urban landscape. A cluster of high-rise buildings stacks rhythmically, creating a profound sense of spatial depth. Foreground structures are rendered with heavy, opaque layers of pigment, their crisp edges conveying the mass of concrete. In contrast, distant towers dissolve into the hazy blue background, their forms softened as if embraced by dusk or mist, evoking deep space and tranquil repose.
The deep blue backdrop, like descending night, blankets the sky. On the building facades, the artist eschews literal representation, instead utilizing a delicate scraping technique: lines—both orderly and spontaneous—are incised into the wet, dark mineral base, revealing underlying warm pinks or the reserved white ground. These “windows” are not apertures, but flickering points of light, the city’s last poetic murmur before sleep. The granular texture of the pigments and the physical marks left by scraping collectively weave the unique fabric of the urban night—a texture imbued with both weariness and tenderness. This is a mineral lullaby, sung in shades of blue, for modern existence.
Medium：Painting and Drawing
Material：Rock-Color on Paper
Size: 10cm*10cm
Year：2024
Good night
Good Night employs the contemporary language of mineral pigments to evoke a quiet nocturne of the urban landscape. A cluster of high-rise buildings stacks rhythmically, creating a profound sense of spatial depth. Foreground structures are rendered with heavy, opaque layers of pigment, their crisp edges conveying the mass of concrete. In contrast, distant towers dissolve into the hazy blue background, their forms softened as if embraced by dusk or mist, evoking deep space and tranquil repose.
The deep blue backdrop, like descending night, blankets the sky. On the building facades, the artist eschews literal representation, instead utilizing a delicate scraping technique: lines—both orderly and spontaneous—are incised into the wet, dark mineral base, revealing underlying warm pinks or the reserved white ground. These “windows” are not apertures, but flickering points of light, the city’s last poetic murmur before sleep. The granular texture of the pigments and the physical marks left by scraping collectively weave the unique fabric of the urban night—a texture imbued with both weariness and tenderness. This is a mineral lullaby, sung in shades of blue, for modern existence.
Medium：Painting and Drawing
Material：Rock-Color on Paper
Size: 10cm*10cm
Year：2024
