



Articles His paintings are an integral part of his life as an artist and have always co-existed alongside his writing. By the time he was 10 years old, Gao had published his first novel and completed two years of formal painting lessons. Although he later considered attending art school, he opted instead to study French and started a career as a translator.
Gao Xingjian: Composing a Narrative in Ink Paint
Alexandra A.Seno
HONG KONG — 'An artist must walk his own path, and if there arerules, they should only be rules that he himself has created," Gao Xingjian writes in the catalogue for the current exhibition of his paintings atthe Alisan Fine Arts gallery in Hong Kong.
Gao, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2000, has had anartistic journey notable for being multi-disciplinary and outstanding in two genres.
It is Alisan's fifth Gao show, and the opening brought the artist, who lives in Paris, to Hong Kong for the first time since his health problems in 2003. Gao created most of the 25 new paintings this year and last year specifically for this show.
"Gao said that he is continuing to explore the path he has taken," said Alice King, the director of Alisan and one of the world's leading promoters of contemporary Chinese ink painting, "that is, to produce works that are neither figurative nor abstract, paintings that are about emerging shadows from his deepest self and could not be rendered in anything else but in ink. He puts the emphasis on the subtle play of light and shadow, flat surfaces exuding a three-dimensional depth," she added."His surviving his illness has no doubt nourished a deeper sense of self, inspirational to his painting."
The works at Alisan continue in the unique style for which Gaohas become known: dramatic pieces, rendered primarily in black Chinese ink, his chosen medium since the early 1980s. Gao had an intense childhood art education in mainland China focused on European-style drawing and oil painting. And now he has become a high priest of ink painting using a Western format. His pictures occupy nearly the full frame of the paper, and, echoing his life as ateller of tales, each painting is a story.
Photographs of Gao's paintings often do not come close to capturing the sophistication and emotion of the originals. Gao has described his ink works as "more than self-expression, self-purification."
During the Cultural Revolution in China in the 1960s, he was forced like many other intellectuals to destroy his works. In the mid-1980s, he was a rising literary star but ended up wandering along the Yangtze River for almost a year to escape political persecution. During that time, he also believed erroneously that he was dying of cancer. The journey produced "Soul Mountain," the semi-autobiographical novel cited by the Nobel committee in awarding him the literature prize.
While Gao's paintings are well-respected among connoisseurs of ink painting and the cultural elite, his subdued yet complex style has not gained attention at a time when the fashion in contemporary Chinese art has been defined as bright and flashy oil paintings on canvas.
He is also barely known in his homeland. His writings remain banned in mainland China and have only been openly published and sold in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Despite being the only writer born in China to win a Nobel Prize in Literature, his name is never mentioned in the mainland media and he is never officially acknowledged.
When Gao won the Nobel, the Chinese government congratulated the French government because one of its citizens had been honored with literature's most prestigious award. Today, most Chinese have never heard of him.
In the Alisan show's catalogue, Gao writes, "Even when faced with a market choked with trends and fashions, or an environment saturated with political utilitarianism, if the artist is able to remain unmoved, if he does not compromise, then he will be the type of artist who can create a new aesthetic value, and who will continue to write art history."
Whatever the current winds of whim and politics, Gao's place in China's cultural history appears to be indisputably set.