Who Is Mu Chen's Great Pagoda Art?

In the beginning, he had many stars to light up this black experience, but one by one these stars disappeared. Slowly, but surely

“Her expression changed then, becoming fearful rather than merely pained. It was the look you get when facing a sudden and

1. Chapter One opens by describing the work of artist Cai Guo-Qiang. Gunpowder is an unusual material to draw with and the sky is an unusual surface to draw on! What reasons does the artist give for using gunpowder as his drawing material?

This moment, which is forever replayed in slow motion, is when that area of darkness began to shine.

"By the keeper!" The burning man proclaimed and jumped back. Vishah looked up at the man, man was holding a torch that's what had blinded him. But the man himself, glowed. As if lit from within. Vishah peered at the man teying to find an origin to the strange light. The more he looked at it the more the void grew restless. It growled greadly, that light could be his, it's power, its beauty.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art has one of the finest Asian art collections that has enlightened and strengthened my understanding in my personal art experience. The Museum itself is an artistic architectural structure that graces the entire block on 82nd Street in Manhattan. Entering inside, I sensed myself going back into an era, into a past where people traded ideas and learned from each other. It is a past, where I still find their works of yesteryears vividly within my grasp, to be remembered and shared as if their reflections of works were cast for the modern devoted learner.

The light gazed upon him as he set out on the river bank, fearful of the plague that had left his family bloody and still. He hunched over and stared at the water, and laid still. He heard the water drop, twinkling from the rain as it began to pour, and saw a light. As his emotions overcame him, he jumped forward and fell to the ground, putting his hand out as he saw things.As if the light had merged with darkness, yin and yang, and with a last breath, he let himself out. He reached closer and imagined his family, gasping at the sight of warmth.

Instead, a dark fog filled the room, the lights flickered. He felt his knees give out as he heard the monitor give out a long, monotone blare.

This semester we have heard multiple lectures which centered on the Chinese or Daoist cultures, which have multiple similarities and are in many facets built on each other. In the lecture about Daoism, Dr. Ronnie Littlejohn, spoke of transcendent bodies and concentrated mainly on qi (Littlejohn). While Dr. Yuan-ling Chao’s lecture about Chinese medicine was about maintaining

Heart leaped with joy. Her lungs took a long comforting breath. Waves of cold water the storm dredged up from its depths travel up and down over her body.

A pale hand overhead obscured the light. My almond eyes focused on the sculpted lines of the face of a man. The sunlight formed a halo around his head. His set of cobalt eyes gleamed like flames of fire. Despite the horror of our first encounter, witnessing him in the light purged my fears.

The art museum I had visited was the Virginia Fine Art Museum, in Richmond. I saw a lot of brilliant work of art. But, there was one particular piece of art that stuck out to me the most, which was the Yang Guifei. This painting was made in 1979 during the Chinese, People’s Republic period. The picture is painted on a hanging scroll with ink and colors on a piece paper. The hanging scroll is about 5’0 feet tall, it has a women painted on it, in all different color such as dark pink, light green, light blue, yellow, grey, and black. The hanging scroll also has black Chinese words written down the side of the women. The eyes stuck out the most to me because it is painted black. The body of the women is painted a dark pink. The hair of the women

Instead, the light was

Until from the midst of this darkness a sudden light broke upon me – a light so brilliant and wondrous………I was surprised that I alone should be reserved to discover this secret.

The first piece of his art I looked at is called ‘Souvenir from Shanghai’ It’s made out of collected rubble from his Studio that got demolished, held together with a Qing