[Faith in God]
There is a time in life when we feel that everything we do is wrong and we are not interested in everything. The so-called hopelessness, depression. I think there seems to be some truth in this. Do you think this feeling should be abandoned as soon as possible? I suspect that this may be a kind of "longing for God" mentality, which makes us firmly believe in our hearts and wait for a good result quickly.
When a person fits in with the vulgar crowd, he often feels that he is no different from others, but one day, he will reach a firm position of self-awareness. He can successfully cultivate his own beliefs, which will properly dominate him and enable him to make continuous progress and reach a higher and better position. I think Jesus did the same thing.
[Faith in life]
Our life is a terrible phenomenon, but we are constantly driven by things we don't know. Nothing can change his existing style. Let's interpret it as bright or dark, but it can't change its essence after all. This puzzle keeps me awake at night. I have also meditated deeply in the storm of Mount Bis, or in the gloomy twilight. Thirty years old is the initial stage of youth when people are stable and full of vitality in activities. At the same time, it can also be said that after a period of life, I began to feel the sadness of the deceased. I don't think this loneliness is meaningless sadness. I no longer expect to know all kinds of happiness that I can't get in my life. The more I understand: this life is only a sowing period, and there will be gains in the next life. This view is probably the reason why I am indifferent to the common ideas in the world.
I once doubted whether I could become a thinker, but recently I realized that this is not my profession. I often hold the fallacy that people who think about everything with philosophical thoughts are not ordinary doers, but useless dreamers. (However, this fallacy is often highly respected in society. This fallacy often makes me unable to grasp the essence of things and knock my head anxiously. But then I realized that thought and action are not mutually exclusive. Frankly speaking, if I can paint while thinking, it is certainly desirable, but I can't. The purpose of my life is to paint as much as possible. I hope that when I come to the end of my life, I will recall my life with the deepest love and quiet nostalgia, and use "Ah! I still want to draw a picture like that! " Farewell, farewell, this world.
[The fate of artists]
The battle between man and nature is not a simple matter. Although I can't know my future success or failure, the only thing I can be sure of is that some people succeed and some people fail. You may want to say that I won't succeed. I don't care. No matter success or failure, a person always lives in feelings and actions and can't get rid of it. I also think that success and failure are actually very similar and almost indistinguishable. If a blank canvas laughs at your lack of energy, run up and paint boldly. A blank canvas seems to say to the painter: you know nothing. You don't know that blank canvas will make people lose their morale. Many painters are afraid of blank canvas, but on the one hand, blank canvas is afraid that the truly enthusiastic painter will resolutely face the canvas. Artists know that they are like horses tied to an old carriage. In their hearts, they envy those horses who can graze in the pasture in the sun and drink and bathe in the river. This is the artist's heart disease. I don't know who described this life as "a state constantly threatened by death and immortality". My carriage will certainly help people I don't know, so we believe that the emergence of new art and artists in the future will probably not let us down.
[Views on death]
The ancient rural pagoda I used watercolor painting just now has been demolished today. Isn't this the end of impermanence? I often want to show farmers how to rest in their eternal garden when they are old. I often want to explain to you how simple it is to bury people when they are dead, just like falling leaves in autumn-the dead only need five feet of land, but only a cross is inserted in these mounds. I also want to say that farmers' life and death are eternal, just like flowers and plants growing in a cemetery, which germinate in spring and wither in Qiu Lai, following the unchangeable law of heaven and earth. I wonder if what we see and hear now is the whole of life. When we look back from the other side after death, can we only see one hemisphere? Isn't this an eternal puzzle? Anyway, I always think that a painter can talk about his views in the new era through his works even after his death. Is the painter's mission limited to this, or is it of other higher significance? I can't answer this question. I don't think death is the hardest thing in a painter's life, but I really know nothing about it.
Looking up at the starry sky at night will make me fall into a dream like looking at a map and dreaming of a foreign land. I don't know why, I always feel that the light spot in the sky is as inaccessible as the black spot on the map of France indicating the town. I think as long as we get on the train and get to Tarasgen or Rouen, we should be able to reach the starry sky after death. There is no doubt in these five-mile reasoning-"We can't climb the sky before we die just as we can't ride it after we die." Therefore, I think that it is a means of transportation to reach heaven to let people who are sleeping suffer from various diseases in the world. When we are old, we die quietly. This is our chance to go to heaven.