It's a pity that I couldn't find the painting after searching for a long time. I saw it in one of the atlas I borrowed in the library when I was a junior. I still remember the name of the person and the building that looked unrelated back then. Although there are signs of memories and goodbyes. Louis?6?1Ⅰ?6?1 Kang and Kimbell Art Museum, although interested in architecture, was always stagnant in fantasy, just as beautiful things are always attractive, but not necessarily everyone has it. In fact, I have seriously thought about it now, if I was more serious in the past, if I could see more and see these scenery, would I fall in love earlier, have my own direction earlier, and live a life like hope earlier. But I also thought about it, without these assumptions, even if it is possible, it will still be done all over again. Therefore, although I envy Kang, Grandpa Bei, senior brothers, all those who study architecture, and all those who can do what they like, but in the end, I can still accept my current imperfection. I still believe and think optimistically that maybe I can embrace the few dreams left, no matter how long or short, as long as I don’t give up, there will always be petals.
The mood has continued to be low these past few days. Last night, I suddenly remembered that there was a film about architecture lying on the hard drive. It has been downloaded for a long time. It was prepared for myself during the postgraduate entrance examination a long time ago, because of architecture, because I like watching others s story. At the time, I thought it was just a movie, so I thought I could have a good excuse when I was lazy, so I went down. It was only after a long time that I learned that this was Kang's son's journey to find his father. Although I hate this kind of thing that is too emotional and paranoid, er, it seems that I always do this, so I hate it even more, but for the fame , For that unreasonable hobby, I still keep the film, although I have always forgotten it for various reasons.
I lost some of my emotions yesterday, so I picked up what I thought of and wrote. The first thing I remember is Lu's face. I admit, since seeing that legendary photo, Lu's image in my heart is almost perfect. Imaginary love is always like this, it will transcend all reality, fanatical and paranoid, until it is close to the ground, there will still be a powerful twisting force that reverses everything into the pattern in the heart. It's just, I never thought that the road is not high, and there is such an obvious scar on his face, which is said to be the mark of his life left by his childhood curiosity. I think his face, him, and his buildings might be like that. In the imagination, all buildings and people related to buildings are always perfected. The image is tall and radiant. It's just that the most beautiful dreams have a broken day, and you can always see the palace in your heart collapse at the moment you can reach it. It's just fortunate that so many have been rebuilt because of the collapse. It's like a teacher saying something about a public art, the views that I like very much, whether I like it or not, whether it is five years or ten years, maybe I can find that I like it. Just like it. I think Kang is like this. After going through the fantasy, I saw the real appearance. I was a little bit shocked because it was so different, but I still liked it because of him.
Most of the people who worked with Kang seemed to admire and believe him, regardless of his fame, wealth, character, talent and appearance, just because of such a pure obsession, persistence and love for architecture. Even if it is work day and night, and people around you are so tense, even if it is strict, calling at three in the morning and clamoring for other people's work to be rubbish, even in the face of the pride and fierce insistence of the employer, never give up His own position, principles and beliefs, even if he cannot have many projects or profits to gain wealth and status, and even leave a lot of unfinished and loss, even if he has seen such cruel treatment of those who love him, he has left so many lonely people. people. But he was still the convincing one, and no amount of distance or time could erase the respect and love for him. He is rooted in the depths of people's hearts, dreams are at the end, and beliefs are the ultimate. Everyone who works with him will inadvertently tremble and get wet eyes when he mentions and recalls.
I think he must really like architecture. When I was a child, I liked to draw, and then I was moved by a certain building. I really envy him for having such a childhood. However, what I found in that childhood is not only the love of architecture, but also the embarrassment and pain caused by appearance, and the difficult journey of discovery after finally becoming an architect. That journey may have been more difficult than I can think of, but it was also that hardship that gave birth to such a person. Or looking back now, I feel that everything has rules to follow, there is no deep meaning, just experiencing it, the kind of powerlessness that no one can see, think, touch, and feel. I can only conjecture out of thin air, but I can't imagine it too much.
A man who finds his form fit after his 40s is not a loser, or at least a clumsy fool. Maybe many people will think so, but many people will secretly envy and covet when they sigh that it is not easy after seeing that person's final success. It's just that maybe, there has been career, success and dedication before that, and the so-called discovery is just to make up for the vacancy in my heart and my own game. I think Kang may be so. The history of Kang's book fame began with the Yale Art Gallery. There are so many wonderful buildings in the back. Although there are mixed reviews, there are many people who like it and many people who complain. The thing about liking always has a lot to do with the times and people's needs. Maybe because of some inadvertent choice, it will become famous. But it's just that after fame, he still has himself in his buildings.
I really like the simplicity and purity of his architecture, although I believe and finally know that this is not the simple and unknown purity that I made with thick lines. It should belong to a kind of classic and modern enduring sophistication to extreme persistence. There is a scene in the movie where many children are flying kites in India, and they inadvertently think of the book about kite runners that I read before. There has been a long-standing dispute between Muslims and the Jewish nation, but an architect with Jewish blood built a building representing their dream in the Muslim area. I think that dream actually forgets the bloodline, and it is more about poverty and oppression. Desire under centralization. Maybe my description is not quite right. But it was a miracle after all. I really want to go to Jerusalem to see Kang's building, but the building is unfinished, and my travel dream is far, far away.
Finally, I want to write about the women and children around Kang. There is a picture that makes my heart empty for a long time. There is sadness, and there are many unknown emotions. An old woman in a long green velvet dress, standing alone on the platform, waiting for the train to go to the building that once carried her and his shared dream, a building that made him discover his own, and began to reminisce or enter the place that was never far away. In the past time, hand in hand is a lover who has never been far away. I really don't know how many people Kang has loved in his life, but he feels that at least these women in his life love him so deeply and truly, and he can't forget all those years and hardships, or maybe he is really worthy of love. Hard to forgive. Maybe it's easy to really fall in love with such a person. Those eyes that sparkle with the light of dreams, that kind of forehead that is addicted to the tranquility and emptiness, that kind of face that is intoxicated with the ultimate purity, full of strong and strong hands, people can't help but fall in love and be infatuated with regrets. . I just really feel bad for the woman who raised her daughter alone and left. She used to be such a talented and capable young architect. Her photos were really beautiful. In those days, when she started a business with a group of men, I think she must be a tough one. A woman who fell in love so easily, but could not die, although she never felt lonely. And the woman who hid alone in a room that was often locked when everyone was celebrating Kimbell's success, always believing that Kang would leave the family and be with her, it really made people feel distressed. Really, it's hard to judge Kang from these, after all, it's all so personal to him. Only respect and understanding. Suddenly I remembered what Kang's three children said when they got together, it wasn't their father that decided whether they were relatives, but their own attitudes. At this moment, it is our own attitude that determines whether Kang is worthy of respect and affection. Although a love is always paranoid and unreasonable, the love between repetitions may be really sincere. Therefore, it is understandable that those women, in such a good time, are always beautiful, just like every building in Kang.
And he, always in his children, in those around him, in his buildings, forever.
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