Wei Huangu2019s work renders the ngolden California landscape to breathe and pulsate. The artu2019s life forcen is the rendition of jetting air streams, overpouring fog, and rolling ncloud herded by the pacific winds. In contrast to traditional widescreenn landscape style, she enlivens a mountain as if seen through a glider nlaunched from the coast. The metaphysical presence of the mountain we ndiscern is but the tip of the iceberg of the whole. In short, her nmountains are so grand that the concept of shape no longer suffices as nan intrinsic property.


She paintsn fog and cloud thinning to partially divulge a golden mountain range, asn if the back of some continental entity. The brief moment affords us a nglimpse of forests of the ages, withdrawn into the entityu2019s wrinkles andn crevasses. Mystic auras shroud them in quasi-hibernation, perhaps nsustaining them for rainy seasonu2019s delayed visit. The rolling cloud can nspirit away this rare sight at any moment, not to reappear until the nentity stirs, perhaps for decades or aeons.


Weizi (Wei Huang) lives in San nFrancisco and at times Michigan. Her art has been singly exhibited six ntimes and invited to international art exhibitions many times. Portions nof her art have won awards and collected.


Unliken repaintable oil, water color strokes permanently absorb into the Xuan npaper canvasu2019s fibers. Like any master with decades of practice, she nshapes brushes, times dryness, and dilutes ink/color within the minutes ntime window before a stroke dries. Moreover, she employs the uniquely nChinese perspective of leaving the canvas partially blank, for blanknessn stimulates our brain to imagine the vastness of distant space, a ntranscendance over blankness perturbed.