One week for one ode to the feminine and to the woman. Vicente Romero, last Wednesday, Tordesillas, Thursday and Sai on the same day for innate rebellion.
We head straight to the incalculable beauty of the cake of Pang Maokun, her parsimonious look in the mirror, the daily life of the sofa or the early years of freshness. Several adjectives and words to define something to the artistic work of Maokun, passionate about cake.
Pang Maokun was born in Chongqing, China in 1963 and is more motivated by his own independent spiritual exploration and artistic creation. We can find this in different works in which we find different motifs and styles. A painter who does not like to stay in his comfort space, but rather explores others, either by losing himself or by finding himself again, such as the Phoenix.
Maoukun graduated from the Sichuan Academy of Fine Arts Subsidiary in 1981 to have been a professor since 1993, as I have been able to document. Women are his main meeting point in many of his works. Pinta to that woman in her emotionalities and its landscapes towards the depths that it can mean if we hold on to the earth.
You have your website from this link, in which you can also find his exhibitions. Great luck to be able to observe that special woman and distant in many of his works. Like that star found in the night that you want to touch, but light years away from it.
It is from his own website where Maokun explains part of his fate or reason for being for the paint and that special treatment for the cake. A painter who is easily identifiable and who we may turn to at other times through these virtual spaces. An independent and spiritual Chinese painter.
Very good indeed.