1. When he painted reeds, he always put more titanium dioxide, he remembered; he said he wanted to eat scallion pancakes, so he went to buy them early in the morning; when he learned to braid his hair, it always got tangled into knots, but he patiently took it apart before teaching him——
There is unexplained warmth hidden in the paintings, and there is unexplained sweetness in the days.
From rime to lavender, from cat paw prints to cotton braids, the story of Cheng Zhifan and Song Xinsheng is just rubbing "I care about you" into every ordinary morning and dusk:
When he comes home late, there is always a lamp waiting in the greenhouse; when he paints, there is always someone to hold his wind-tossed hair; even his white cat knows that the owner's hair rope should be tied into a light purple knot, just like the eternity they hide in the painting.
2. Song Xinsheng said: "When you accumulate too many small things, they become a new life."
So in Cheng Zhifan's paintings, the reeds began to smile, and the snow particles were wrapped in warm light; so in Song Xinsheng's palms, he always remembered the tightness of his hair rope, and the mint tea he loved to drink had to be warm enough.
A white cat named Mo Tuan is a small episode in their life - it can pick up painting tools and rub hair braids, but it also makes "waiting" concrete: when he finishes painting the last reed, when he comes home with pine nut candies, and when the orchids in the greenhouse bloom again, the ends of each other's hair are still tangled with the cotton threads braided last year.
Love is never grand, it's the warmth of the hosta when he ties your hair, it's the seriousness with which you draw his profile in your sketchbook, it's the "you have to be" hidden in the details that even cats know.
3.? Their story began with a rime, but took root in countless ordinary days:
He built a greenhouse for him and planted it full of orchids from Suzhou; he learned to braid for him, and the cotton thread was wound into gentle knots in his hair; even his white cat learned how to do it, squatting at his feet when he was painting, and guarding the door when he came home late at night.
Under the spotlight of the exhibition, they said "the warmth in the painting comes from the people around them"; beside the charcoal stove in the greenhouse, they counted each other's little habits - he likes to put more lime green when grinding mineral powder, and he always tests the water temperature first when making tea.
From winter snow to summer shade, from old books to new paintings, the love between Cheng Zhifan and Song Xinsheng is just a way of making "us" look like it can be painted:
There are cat paw prints, cotton thread marks, you who are always waiting by the easel, and the light that is always hidden in my eyes.
Concept: Hidden long-lasting love in daily details