滴出来的春天（1）：
这是一幅纯滴出来的画。 就是只是用毛笔蘸着“液体”颜料往打湿的水彩纸上滴，只用红黄蓝紫四种颜色。看似简单， 其实不然。颜色的浓淡， 水滴的大小，纸质的材质和干湿都会影响效果。有时也任由色彩自由流动，这效果有时可以预料， 但通常却难以预料。春天就是这样一滴滴地在眼前绽放开来，而如果你一张张的滴下去， 每一次的春天都将是不同的。现实世界不就是这样吗？
我们可以把这个过程当做抚育我们的孩子。 每个孩子都不同， 每个孩子的不同个性决定了他们自己的喜好和习性， 但他们无一例外的都会开出属于自己的不同颜色和不同图案的花朵， 有的大， 有的小， 有的深， 有的浅。就因为这样， 我们的世界才丰富多彩。 为什么一定要做律师， 一定要是医生， 一定要做工程师......？我们不要也没办法左右他们。让孩子们自己去摸索吧。 让他们自由地开放他们自己的那一朵吧。 我们做家长的只需在花园里浇灌， 施肥，然后坐下来，看着他们在阳光下快乐地成长，同时也尽情享受孩子们带给我们的春天。
作画的时候， 我也想到了马航遇难的家属。 我用毛笔滴下去的不也像是一滴滴的泪珠？ 我也有过失去亲人的经历， 所有的痛苦和绝望我都能够体会。但在我作画时我看到了我笔下的每一滴“泪珠”在滴落时都迸出了五彩斑斓的花朵。 悲伤的泪总有流尽的时候而生命仍然要继续下去。何不让我们的泪化为生命的花朵呢？
这是我的一幅心情之作，与大家分享。
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今天上午把第一张滴画放到博客后， 我继续我的第二幅滴画， 完成后，水彩纸还透着湿，赶快照了相放上来：滴出来的春天（2）
这个水彩纸质与上一幅不同，它吸水的程度导致我在上面花的功夫也略多。在我用大量的水和颜色滴上去后，我进行了一些引导，包括拿起纸来左右上下晃动一下，让颜色自然晕开， 并与其临近的颜色融合成其他颜色。 动作要果断， 否则纸会迅速地把颜色和水吸干。出来的花朵非常大。等干了以后，我再进行补充，仍然是用滴的方法。也因为纸质，花的效果非常柔和，所以我用水彩铅笔稍微进行了勾勒。
我非常享受这个作画的过程。自然，放松和开放的作画方式一定会创作出生动和活泼的艺术作品。同样道理我也用在我一贯自勉的育儿方式和其他的生活哲学上。
后记： 因有老美希望我把此文翻译成英文， 所以附上我试翻的英文：
This is a painting out of color pigment drops，that is to
have a brush dipped in liquid watercolor pigments, and let it drip to a wet watercolor
paper surface. Only four colors red,
yellow, blue, and purple were used. Sounds simple? Actually, it's not. Colors and shades,
droplet sizes, paper materials and the wetness or the dryness of the paper all
affected the final results. Allowing the free flowing of the colors on paper also
brought surprising effect. Sometimes the results were unpredictable. By doing in this way, spring came into a full
bloom life drop by drop in front of me. Each piece of work is different, and so is each spring.
It is true in the real world, isn’t
it? We can think of this process as bringing up our children. Like my each drop
of flowers, each child’s personality is different and so could be his/her habits
and preferences. Every child belongs to a flower of his/her own, with different
colors and different patterns, etc. without exceptions. Some flowers are big, some are small, some are
dark and some are light. Because of this, our world is rich and diverse. Why do
we parents expect our children to be either a lawyer or a doctor, or……? Let our children explore and make their own
choices. Let them decide when and how to
open their own flowers. As a gardener, we parents just simply water and fertilize them,
and then sit down, relax and watch them grow happily in the Sun, at the same
time do not forget to enjoy the beauty of the spring that kids brought to us.
When I was doing this painting I came up with those Malaysia Airlines families who lost
their loved ones this early spring. I think of those drops of colors as teardrops. I also saw the tears from those children whose
beloved school in Edison was burned down not
long ago. My feelings of sadness were with them. But today, on this spring morning, in front
of my eyes, I was pleased to see that my every single "Teardrop" was
burst into a lustrous flower.
I believe tears must have become spring rain that irrigated the flowers, the new
lives. Those brilliant flowers that bloomed from our “teardrops” are hopes that
always shine brightly on the road a head of us.
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