Related comments from Zhu Guoqiang

Look at the strong people in the country, what is Bamboo Wormwood like? If you are familiar with it, it will be fine. If you are not familiar with it, it will look a little strange. Guoqiang is not born to be strange, he is free and easy and not artificial. Looking at his paintings, it's like getting to know this person better. Appearance comes from the heart, and appearance is just a cloak to protect against the heat and coldness of the world, when one is weak and retreats or reveals one's sharpness. The fine details of technology can often reflect the length and breadth of intention. In Guo Qiang's works, what is decorated on the surface seems to be a kind of wandering, a search without refuge, or a more pious solitary walk. We cannot use guesswork to appreciate the traces on the back, but we are not willing to follow. His strokes continue to get lost. The purpose of art is based on the author's identification with the individual, taking up residence in the cracks of powerful history, with the joy of being forced, and the endless cultivation. It is appropriate to approach Guo Qiang's works with a cautious sense of distance. We are not qualified to criticize or compare. To assign a name to classify them is unreasonable and sentimental. His path is vague and there are clues: "Sometimes there is only one stamen with two petals, and the others have drifted in the soil... What is it telling...? The rose flowers are covered with autumn frost, and the bamboo leaves weave shadows on the windows in the late moon . Red fish leap into the lotus... Flowers bloom every month. The flowers give me endless reverie and feeling, soothing the days in my heart. There is a crescent moon at the corner of the window, and the curtains look like frost. I look down at the bed and see a pair of shoes on the ground. The flowers come from within..." These were his words, classically simple and euphemistic, perhaps to express his feelings, but also with the force of a branch. Even if painting is not the extension of words, it is also the arrangement of jaunting and spreading. Sometimes I think about it, happiness is nothing more than a self-balanced appearance, or it is painful, itchy, and full of ulcers. I know myself and can ask myself. Guoqiang uses painting to welcome the world and uses crafts to gain talent.

——The oil painting exhibition "In Love with Wine and Flowers" brings the classical charm to the extreme.

——Wang Wenlan

Painting photography. It is the product of photography drawing on the art of painting. As far as pictorial photography is concerned, the technical requirements should be more stringent. The understanding of aesthetic trends should be more profound.

——Pan Jie