February 18, 2012
When I think of Chinese landscape paintings, an image of a body of water framed by distant mountains comes to mind. A bridge casts a perfect reflection on its mirror surface. A solitary boat ripples its glassy calmness. Drooping willows kiss its shore. Pagodas pierce through the mist. Such rustic delicacy has been recreated by the ink and brush of Chinese artists since the dynasties.