这里是北京广阔的郊区。在一片明亮的空间中,走动着一个通身着黑色衣服的人影。这是江大海的工作室。白墙上的巨幅画作,展开了一层层苍穹、时间与音乐的空间;那颤动着的无数的色点,乃是画刷细细洒落的色滴。那画刷就放在一旁的矮桌上,在白色的桌面拖移出一个色彩模糊、难以描述的三角形痕迹。我见到的画作已挂在墙上,它们却是平置在地面上诞生的。江大海的绘画仿佛混淆了中国的五个方位——东、西、 Here is the vast suburbs of Beijing. In a bright space, walking around with a figure dressed in black clothes. This is Jiang Dahai’s studio. The huge paintings on the white walls unfolded a layer of sky, time and space for music; the numerous color points that shook with each other were the drops of paint sprinkled finely. The brush was placed on the low table next to it, and a white, hard-to-describe triangle mark was dragged out of the white desktop. The paintings I saw were hanging on the wall, but they were laid flat on the ground. Jiang’s painting seems to confuse China’s five directions - east, west,