《…miss-miss-miss…》2007陈希个展/CHENGXI SOLO EXHIBITION 2007
招待酒会 \ Reception: 2007.9.22 3pm
展览时间 \ Exhibition Dates: 2007.9.22—2007.10.18
开放时间 \ Opening Hours: 周一至周日 10am —5pm
地 点 \ Place: 中国.北京大山子环铁艺术区A010 创造空间
谈话录
人物：陈希VS陈希
人物介绍：
陈希
1983年6月1日生所以双子座性格开朗爱说话
陈希
1983年6月1日生所以双子座性格伤感容易忧郁
（备注：有时又截然相反）
时间：2007年8月22日星期三晚间
地点：电脑前
陈希：祝贺你的个人展览快要开幕了。
陈希：谢谢！
陈希：我想展览一定会很棒！请问你为什么要用连续的“MISS”这个单词来作为你个展的题目？
陈希：用“miss-miss-miss”作为展览的题目是因为miss这个单词的有丢失，缺失，想念等等几种含义。它包含了一些关于得到，记忆，情感，失去的信息。比如，当我偶然在街上远远看到以前的一个女友，而我甚至不能确信真的我们曾走的那么近，看起来竟是那么样的陌生，这种状况让我伤感难过，特别的沮丧。仅仅是因为时间，就可以让曾经发生的一切变成虚无的存在。而我总是想抓住什么，却也……。
……
（沉默）
哦，miss的发音也的确很像“迷失”
陈希：那么，你是通过这样主题的表达来消解你的失落感么？
陈希：恩。至少我的作品是存在的，而我通过现实存在的我的作品以及消耗的做作品的时间来留住，也可以叫缅怀，那些已经失去或者即将失去的情感和记忆。
有时在这某个细节上花了很多工夫，可正好笔触覆盖到那的时候，就这么一下，……，这样的一种实在的消逝和对过去的覆盖的行为正好对应了记忆中的片段不觉间正在一点一点失去它本来的面貌。
陈希：听起来很伤感，不过又有什么办法呢？
陈希：有首歌这么写：“这是一种 现实 我能感叹 却不能敢看着 这一生会很快的过完……”
生命由过去，现在，未来组成，唯有过去让我们温暖。现在太残酷，缺乏幸福感，未来太可怕，还是不要去想了，只有过去的在生命历程中是恒久不变的，已经不用再去担心了。
所以我就要做一个划船向前，而目光一直往后的人。这样，即使出现危险，即便触礁甚至死亡，也还不用担心，不用害怕。
陈希：就像刚才的时光又过去了好多。
恩，那么，你画面最前端的网格，似乎就像是替代了时间，在记忆，或者说想象中的记忆上进行了一次自发又偶然的删除工作。可以这么理解吧。
陈希：恩，随便怎么说吧。
恩，调调是不是有点严肃。
陈希：呵呵，还好了，至少要让人觉得我们也学术么，不然又有人要用“80后”来套我们了么。说咱们没文化啊什么的。
陈希：那倒也是。
陈希：所以我还得问你个严肃问题，你觉得你的作品……
陈希：哦对了，本来我想给我的个展的名字叫做“单挑”，够狂吧？！
陈希：那为什么不用呢？
陈希：怕显得太狂了，人看不惯，给我黑砖。
陈希：了解
陈希：毕竟才开始么，至少也要显得谦虚一点么，年轻人，可不敢太狂了。这“大人的世界”可不是好惹的啊！
陈希：……
陈希：我喜欢那幅《小飞侠》的感觉。
陈希：呵呵。一个小孩凌驾在整个城市之上……多嚣张啊！至少做作品还不用考虑别人的感受呵！我也很喜欢。
陈希：当然了，我们心灵相通。
陈希：（无语）
陈希：（双子座的一个人的两个人的无聊对话。）
陈希：我有一个很重要的问题请教下陈——老师，你的那个网网有什么说法么
陈希：呵呵，客气了。
不——阐——释！
陈希：那我可就要开说了，它似乎表达了你前面说的关于缺失的话题。就是说，没有什么记忆是完整的，我们所做的作品几乎都是关于过去的缅怀，而久远以前的情景真实在记忆里存在的都是不完全的，莫名其妙的某些细节和局部就不见了，但整体的面貌还在。这和我们在做画的过程很像，当我们认真的描绘过去的记忆的时候，以为一切都真的可以还原，而这真的是以为。当一笔一笔的覆盖掉那些许多的细节和局部时（完全是想不到那里会被抹去），时光似乎也逐渐的回到那某一刻的真实。记忆才逐渐开始被还原……
陈希：恩，其实很多感觉和我想要终极表达的也还不是很清楚了，当然如果真的那么清楚的话，也许我就又没有兴趣了。
好东西都不那么能说清楚么，呵呵。
陈希：哦，我似乎在一些展览看到过和我们的作品很类似的，偶尔会觉得
陈希：其实样貌相似也无关紧要了我觉得，至少出发点不同。我要说我可从一开始就没有抄别人，我的老师和同学都可以作证了，不信你问他们。
用别人的话就是：“如有雷同，算我抄你”
陈希：我当然了解了。怎么可能一样呢。就是样子一样，感觉还不一定一样，就是感觉一样，画法还不一样，就是画法一样，画布也不一定一样，就是画布也一样，我们用的油画笔的牌子总该不一样吧，拜托！要是真的这些都一样，连油画笔都一样，那还真得烧香拜兄弟了。
陈希：要是女的呢？
陈希：结为夫妻。
陈希：要是特丑
陈希：那最多加QQ。
陈希：为什么我们要自己问来问去
陈希：因为我们是双子座，又是2个人又是1个人啦。
陈希：把自己分成2份的无聊对话。
陈希：一个人的生活就是这样了，总要在无聊的调调里给自己找点小小的乐子。
陈希：常常会感到孤独了，没有什么目标，也不知道明天的生活会怎样的不同，或者相同，是吧？
陈希：干吗要目标呢，别那么清晰好不好，明天的明天不就是关机么。跑的快，死的早！
陈希：别说的那么吓人了。
陈希：可不就是么？？？
陈希：好了好了，差不多了，在说下去看的人都看困了。
陈希：好的，恭祝我们的个展大获成功，da mai!
陈希：别-说-出-来-啊----------！
陈希：好了好了，不聊了，让人看作品吧，别废话了。
陈希：好的。下次展览我们再继续谈。
陈希：今年
很快就过去了
明年
很快也会过去，
我们
很快就过去了
你们
很快也会像我们一样
过去
很快
也会很快过去了
过去
也会就这么过去
像极了
不曾来过
Dialog
People: Chen Xi VS Chen Xi
Brief Biography
Chen Xi
Born on June 1st, 1983, an out-going Gemini
Chen Xi
Born on June 1st, 1983, a sensitive Gemini with a touch of melancholy.
( p.s. Sometimes just the opposite)
Time: Aug 22nd, 2007. Wednesday night.
Place: Before the computer
CX: Congratulation on your upcoming solo exhibition.
CX: Thank you.
CX: I believe the solo will be a great hit. May I ask why is the title “miss, miss, miss”?CX: I choose the title because it has multiple meanings including loss, deficiency and pining for someone. It contains information on loss and gain, memory, and emotion. For example, when I once caught sight of my ex(girlfriend) in the distance, it broke my heart to see that we’d become strangers to each other. I could hardly imagine two lovers who used to be so infinitely intimate could one day be worlds apart. It is only because of time. Time has made everything so real in the past an intangible existence. I always want to get hold of the past, but I can’t.
...(silence)
Oh by the way, the word “miss” sounds a little like mi-shi (“lost” in Chinese).
CX: May I imply that you tried to relief your sense of loss through such a theme?
CX: I did. At least my works are tangible. I could preserve, or at least pay a tribute to the losing or already lost emotion and memory, through my works and the time I spent doing my works.
Sometimes I go to great lengths to work on a particular detail. However, it takes no more than a careless stroke to cover what has been painted. Such a lost and covering of the past, to me, is precisely the same as the undetected and gradual lost of one’s memory.
CX: It sounds sad. But what can we do about it?
CX: There’s a song written as such: there is a reality. I should sigh, but I am no brave man, watching my life running towards its end…
Life is composed of past, present and future. But only the past could console us. The present is too cruel to make us content, while the future is too dreadful to think about. Only the past would never change. It remains consistent throughout our life, and spares us of any anxiety.
I decided I would be a man who sails his boat forward, but constantly looking backwards. In that way, even if my boat hit a hard rock and I died, I wouldn’t have to be afraid.
CX: It seems that much time has passed while we were talking.
I notice that the grid at the forefront of your painting seems to signify time, or memory, or let’s say, a reconstructed memory with some degree of conscious or subconscious correction. Am I right?
CX: You could say so. Are we talking too seriously? ( Jokingly)
CX: Come on, it’s OK. We have to be “academic” at times, or else they would label us as “post-80s”, accusing us of knowing too little. ( Jokingly )
CX: That is true.
CX: I am going to raise a rather “serious” question concerning your work…
CX: Oh, (interrupting), I had planned to name my solo exhibition “duel”. Isn’t it a bit wild?
CX: But why did you abort the plan?
CX: I don’t want to be too loud to attract criticism.
CX: Got it.
CX: After all it is just the beginning and I should like to appear modest. This is not a friendly world for presumptuous young artists.
CX: …
CX: I like the feel of your painting Peter Pan.
CX: (laugh) A small child flying over the whole city. How wild! At least I don’t have to care too much about others’ feeling during my work. I like the painting, too.
CX: Of course, our hearts are connected.
CX: (silence)
CX: A meaningless one-person-of-two-persons conversation between the Gemini.
CX: I have an important question to ask, Mr. Chen. What have you got to say about the grids?CX: I’ve nothing to tell.
CX: May I venture to give my own interpretations? It seems to be about the previously mentioned theme of lost. It seems to convey a message that no memory is in its entirety. All our work is about memory of the past, however, the past does not exists entirely in our memory. Sometimes we lost the details and the small parts, but the general impression remains, which is a lot like when we are painting. When we make an endeavor to present our memory on a canvass, we thought that everything single detail should be restored. However, it is only when we subconsciously neglected the details that the some degree of the true past begins to emerge to the surface. And our memory is therein revived.
CX: Exactly. In fact I am often not a hundred percent sure about my own feelings and what I intend to express ultimately. On the other hand, I may not be so thrill to make everything so damn clear.
It seems that good things are not to be dissected.
CX: No offense. I occasionally have the impression that I’ve seen similar works in other exhibitions.
CX: It doesn’t bother me too much that different works look alike each other. At least it is meant for different purposes. I could honestly say that I never copy others’ work. My teachers and classmates would back me up on that.
But there’s a naughty saying around the circle, that if my work and yours happen to be the same, let’s say it is me who copy you.
CX: I fully understand. No two works are the same. Even if they bear certain degree of similarity, the feeling must be different. Even if two works give you the same feeling, the strokes must be different. Even if the strokes are the same, canvasses must be different. OK, let’s say that luck would have it that even our canvasses are the same, the brand name of our brushes must be different. If, God forbid, that the brand name of our brushes are the same, I really have to pay a visit to him, my dear brother.
CX: What if it is a girl?
CX: In that case I will have no choice but to marry her.
CX: What if she is exceptionally ugly?
CX: At least I could add her as a QQ contact.
CX: Why are we asking ourselves so many questions?
CX: Because we are Gemini, two in one.
CX: A schizophrenic nonsense talk.
CX: That’s what one’s life is like, trying to find something from nonsense to cheer oneself up.
CX: I often suffer from loneliness and a lack of goal. Tomorrow, life will be the same, or different.
CX: Why do we need a goal? Please don’t make everything so clear and concise. Sooner or later we will all be dead. It seems that one is running too hard only to reach his grave.
CX: You scare me!
CX: But could you say I am wrong?
CX: There, there. Enough is enough. We shouldn’t doze off our readers.
CX: Good. Again, I wish our solo a complete success. A sold-out!
CX: You’d better keep that to yourself.
CX: OK, Let the works speak for themselves.
CX: Great. We will continue our dialog in the next exhibition.
CX: This year has passed
The next year will pass too
We will pass
Just as you will
Pass
Very quickly
Very quickly it will pass
The past
Will pass
As if
It never once existed
