Wang does not want to be confined within time. He has remained in his hometown – Zhengzhou in Henan Province his whole life, contemplating the questions in life that he is most concerned about. Painting thus became his only thinking aid. “I do not exist, Xiaoshu (his seven year-old son) is the only thing that is real.” says the artist “A crowd of people pass by, many of them are fullfilled, but there’s one person who is not – I am one who is void of anything.” In his recent works, everything with any representation is dissolved in the center of the painting or overlapped or merged into graduated colours, and the inclining frames reveals his current anxieties and suffering.
