Artist: Wang Kai
Curator: He Yongmiao
Time: May 1, 2015 - May 30, 2015
'Life is in an endless cycle', the death is not the end of life. It's how Wang Kai sees art and life. In this exhibition, Renke is pleased to present new works of Wang Kai. Through which we could get an up-close look at the sublimation of Kang Kai’s thinking, from oil paintings to comprehensive materials, he tried to break the restraints of simple image identification system, entering a state of anonymous freedom. We are often restricted by the limitations of the world, however artists provide us with another imagination room, thus we expect that the art could enable us to maintain a sensible heart.
WANG KAI
Wang Kai
1962, born in Suzhou of Jiangsu province, China
1989, graduated from Central Academy of Art and Crafts (now Tsinghua University, Academy of Arts&Design)
Currently lives and works in Shanghai
Associate professor of East China Normal University, Department of Art
Exhibitions:
2015 God Knows, Renke Art Gallery, Hangzhou
2012 In Transit, Renke Art Gallery, Hangzhou
2011 Self-Examination, Renke Art Gallery, Hangzhou
2008 Aquilaria Agallocha, Eye Level Gallery, Shanghai
798 Art Festival Theme Exhibition, Beijing
Digital & Photographic Time, No.10 Gallery of Art, Chengdu
2007 Contemporary Representation, Wu Jiao Chang 800 Art Space, Shanghai
Artists’ Nomination/Invitation Exhibition, Yuan Art Museum, Shanghai
Shanghai Art Fair Emerging Artists Exhibition (Asia), Shanghai Mart, Shanghai
2006 Chinese Symbols, M50 Space Da, Shanghai
Contemporary Art Exhibition: Shanghai Academic Culture, Shanghai Art Centre
Shanghai Abstract Painting Exhibition, Ming Yuan Group Art & Culture Centre, Shanghai
Contemporary Photography Exhibition, No. 1178 Wai Ma Lu Warehouse, Shanghai
Sea Level Paining & Scupture, Liu Hai Su Art Museum, Shanghai
2005 Homage to ‘85, Shanghai Duolun Museum of Modern Art, Shanghai
2004 2cd Contemporary Art Invitation Exhibition, East Coast Museum
5th Shanghai Biennial, Shanghai Art Museum, Shanghai
2003 Oil Painting Exhibition, Shanghai Art Museum, Shanghai
Status Group Exhibition, HSS Art&Exhibition Centre, Shanghai
Different Choices:‘60s Artist Invitation Exhibition, Peninsula Art Museum, Shanghai
2001 Shanghai Art Exhibition, Shanghai Art Museum, Shanghai
2000 Serene Poetry: Wang Kai’s Solo Exhibition, South Taiwan Gallery, Taiwan
1997 Chinese Abstract Ink Painting Exhibition, Centre Culturel de Chine à Paris, France
1995 Chinese Contemporary Art Exchange Exhibition, Chicago Gallery, America
1993 Shanghai Youth Art Exhibition, Shanghai Art Museum, Shanghai
1989 7th National Art Exhibition, China Art Museum, Beijing
1988 Expression: Wang Kai’s Art Exhibition, Tsinghua University, Beijing
PREFACE
God Knows
Text/ Wang Kai
All of me, and all of you, someday.
When the clouds were drifted into concepts, why do we brother any more witnesses or reflections.
In the banality of selflessness, life is spared and clumsy. Someday, all those heartening good ideas, will be shifted into professions and ambitions, we start the damage. Slowly, a purple butterfly, approaching from the garden, also comes that girl. Only, she is not here for you, like the leaves drifted in the wind, the wind, brings her here. Slowly… Beneath that tree, lies a whole body of autumn, motionless. Winter comes, I retreat back home, I look at the dark shadows of myself, as if have conquered all the secrets in the world.
The world, dizzy and sleepy. Sometimes the wind blocks the way. Sometimes, a parrot talks, delightfully. Sometimes, I also parrot a few bromidic sentences, I would be thrilled as well. Sometimes, Art recounts the world like the parrot-talks, or leaves, alive, like a mighty wind. Art perceives the world by a silent logic, all the memory of body, species, and history, disarms me of every original word I have.
Well, you don’t have to see me, you cannot see me. Perhaps, me, on my mind, can only be touched by the wind, the eye of the wind turns around in the doorway, stares at me. About silence, about dream, about reality. Perhaps you could walk along that crack, free to flee. These days, a dark net overlays the head of earth, the wind blows hard from all directions. We cannot hear them.
There is a huge gap of words between us, we could reach to an open sphere somewhere. We could fade at any time, but before I fade, we can still talk, the art could speak for us, it speaks for itself as well. I recall the words from Plato, “By the same aesthetics, we encounter”. Now, I want to talk with you, we are friends.
One year later, we can still talk, in the dept of secrets, so obvious. My thoughts are consistent with the wind, I want to boast about the reality in the most superlative terms, especially in this absurd era, always have half of them in blossoms, the other half, withered and bare. And now, I seem to understand the saying “an empty cave invites the wind”, understand the meaning of styles. Just as how I understand the leaves, always spinning in the wind, like a simple twist of fate.
All of me, and all of you, today, we encounter.
—— Wang Kai
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