
The line 线条
No texture strokes, no dotting, no wash. Straight lines, parallel, crossed, repeated, a vocabulary reduced to a single unit, inherited from fifteen years of fishing-net paintings.
Time
« The painters of the Song made works dense with a thousand, ten thousand strokes, none of them superfluous. »

No texture strokes, no dotting, no wash. Straight lines, parallel, crossed, repeated, a vocabulary reduced to a single unit, inherited from fifteen years of fishing-net paintings.

Obtained by copying out, in pale ink, front and back, layer upon layer, a Tang-dynasty cursive-script classic, until no character remains legible. A deliberately useless labor.

What was never painted. Leaves too pale, mountains not dark enough: all of it disappears into the paper, and that is what lets the work breathe.
Contact
Formats from 18 × 18 cm to 140 × 160 cm. Each piece is a unique work on rice paper, signed and sealed. Acquisition, a commission for a format or a subject, consignment of a group of works to a gallery: write to @yibaishuimo, through which all of the studio’s correspondence runs.
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