The
Shanghai Art Museum is so far my favorite art museum because of the pure and
beautiful paintings it displayed. The museum wasn’t very big but it was filled
with portraits and sceneries that were absolutely beautiful. It made me fall in
love with the people of China and Mongolia and the style of their art. Their
minimalist style is right up my ally because of its lack of color (or with one
pop color), it’s simplicity and nature. Only what is important makes it into
the painting: only what is necessary, only what is beautiful.
The
gallery also included a lot of paintings displaying the minorities, which you
don’t find much of around here because they are repressed. To me, the most
interesting people to me are the very dark skinned Chinese that are begging for
your money on the side of the corner. These people are minorities who grew up
in the countryside working 365 days a year on a farm and came to the city, most
likely out of desperation. You can see their hardship in their faces with all
the wear on their skin and the smiles they still seem to find even if their
situation.
This
gallery displays them in their own homes with smiles on their faces, proving to
the world that they are too human and how they live is their culture, what they
know and what they love.
On
a side note: I saw a side of China yesterday that I will never forget. I am
kicking myself because I didn’t take a picture. We were walking home and we
passed this woman who was leaning against the wall with raggidy clothes and no
shoes. In her arms was a baby boy, maybe the age of three. The baby boy was
cuddled in the arms of his mother. The boy looked very comfortable, but in
order for her son to be comfortable, she couldn’t lay down, she had to stay
leaning up against the wall. It was quite incredible.
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