古丽斯坦Gulistan艺术收藏爱好者协会(波士顿、纽约、华盛顿、芝加哥、旧金山、洛杉矶）

Roaming the Landscapes of My Dreams--Reading Gulistan's Paintings

 

Roaming the landscapes of[a1]  my dreams

Her paintings have always been  roaming in my dream
Gentle strokes with misty quietness walk into the tranquil landscapes.

Deep in my dreams her paintings wander over the surge of my feelings

The tactile breath of them lives vividly in my dreams

Each painting allows enough room for my different dreams

 

Her paintings have been always roaming in my dream

Her exotic femininity has been poetically printed on the painting,

My emotions have merged with the tides of time and space in these paintings.

Roaming by accident, the time tunnel as well as the landscapes of Eastern culture,

Mislaid time and space interweaving history in my dreams.

 

Her paintings have always been  roaming in my dreams

Colors on her fingertips would fain leap with musical notes,

High-pitched tones rest in the air, switching between paintings

Incessantly--between classical and wandering music

Her taste indulges my soul in the magical power of music,

As if I were listening to both classical  and jazz,  

Watching sunrises and sunsets as I am destined to walk in her paintings

In my life within different movements of harmony,

In my life wandering about voicing a series of dreams.

 

Her paintings have always been roaming in my dreams

Behind her canvas I see an indistinct, armless Venus

Under a tranquil starry sky I see the Goddess of Virtue in her hermitage.

Your painting give off breezes of your scent,

Momentary glimpses of her outshine any superficially pied texture[a2] 

Where I can have a keen taste of her beauty in my dreams

 

Her paintings have been always roaming in my dreams.

Their unrealistic grounds contrast with their realistic attitudes

Clearly she sketches the contours of my misty dreams,

Paintings, my most powerful weapon to display in front of the conqueror,

Prevent me from hallucinating or downtrodden dreams.

Somewhere between clamorous reality and its naked appearance

There is this distance in the dream.

 

Her paintings have been always roaming in my dreams:

They embrace me with the subtle awakening of incarnations and Nirvana,

Paintings, they lead us to salute the Middle Ages

Spectators on both sides, along with the paintings, have returned to the Dark Ages

History tinges religious power in her paintings

Without any denunciation or criticism

In dreams I reach for my paintbrush

Praying for the same encounter with Spirit under the church bell

 

Her paintings have always been roaming in my dreams.

Colors of new feelings mixed on my spiritual palette

Until the color of true significance smears  my dream.

In the painting, colors have a great impact on light and shade

Setting off by contrast the light and rays of light,Yet it seems  these things cease to matter in the dream

 

Forever roaming in my dreams, .

has given her too many dreams,

Dreams, they make me ceaselessly walk in paintings.

 

 

行走在我夢境中的畫

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

朦朧中攜帶著寂靜溫婉筆觸，在我的夢裡以靜謐的姿態行走在夢境的深處

畫，徜徉其中使我的心跟隨她的筆觸一起澎湃

對夢的撫摸感受畫中所釋放出的氣息

這些都足以讓我。在每一幅畫找到不同的夢

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

女性的感觸和異國的情懷有如詩意化般印在張張畫布上

畫，沉浸其中使我的思緒感受時間與空間流逝

看畫不經意間或許已穿越時空隧道，完成東方文化的漫遊

時間與空間的交織與錯位讓歷史也穿梭在夢境裡

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

指間的顏色中跳躍著輕盈音符，空氣中的高音休止符不停的在古典與漫遊音樂中切換的

畫，沉溺品味使我的心緒隨感受到音樂的魔力

聆聽到畫中的古典與爵士，如升起或者落下的太陽。在不同的樂章中保持和諧的音律

在自鳴系列中的夢境裡走來走去，約定走動一生

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

隱約中我看到藏在畫布後的斷臂維納斯，靜穆星空下美德的女神同樣隱居在夢境深處

畫，吹拂在臉上感受大自然的風送來你溫馨的體香

表層斑駁的肌理沒有比哪一瞬更為魂魄搖盪

我用心在夢境中把她貪婪的品嘗

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

非寫實的底色中映照著現實的態度，用清晰的輪廓勾畫著朦朧的夢境

畫，給了我對征服者表現的武器

使自己免予受到迷亂的虛幻干擾，被塗炭夢境靈韻的傷害

在夢境裡喧囂的的現實以及赤裸裸的表像之間，永遠隔著保持一個距離

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

伴隨細膩的感觸讓我在夢中認知這個世間的輪回與解脫

畫，帶領我們一起向中世紀致敬

左右兩旁的觀賞者和畫一起在夢境中回歸哥特王朝，在歷史的色澤中顯示宗教的力量

這裡沒有哪個夢境是對歷史的批判駁斥

我也在夢境中伸出畫筆，在教堂鐘聲的驅使下以期能夠觸碰到同樣的神靈。

她的畫總是在我的夢境中行走

在心靈的調色扳中調和新的感覺，不知道在什麼時候在夢裡抹上一筆真諦的色彩

畫，色彩影響著明暗，明暗烘托出光線，但在夢裡這些似乎都變的無所謂了

行走在我夢境中的畫，給了她太多的夢

夢，讓我在畫中不斷行走

 

趙熠陽 2010年春於德國