扎龙，这个名字不由自主会让人直接联想到丹顶鹤，丹顶鹤又会幻听到朱哲琴的歌声。萦绕耳畔之际，那应该是个有些落寞悲伤的故事，但是延伸出来的却是无忧快乐的时光与生命挣扎的清纯剔透。所以，这个故事的传说干净而轻灵，抑或歌声中的女孩就是个鹤的化身，她在完成这生命中的自我的救赎。

　　那是2007年的夏天，春凤画了一批都市女孩与玩偶的作品，在我的画廊里展出。画面全无背景，只出现女孩与玩偶的无视呢哝的对白中。我们经常在作品前交流，说说各自生活、情感的林林总总，总是面对作品而言其它。似乎这是作品衍生出的众多的寓意，我们几乎不用去碰撞，就心知肚明。明白什么呢，无非是生活中的枝杈，映射到她的人与作品都略显压抑的势态，压抑生活的各种的磨砺。这些个磨痕在逐渐被心理所梳理开。我知道，创作的历程是艰辛的，因为这种精神上的来回的倒腾，不把自己折磨上几趟，是出不来好作品的。同样，我知晓她拽出了这根磨人的绳子，那就玩它吧。北京的夏天是无奈的闷热，焦灼的等待，等待什么，太多了~一一尽表，生活就太扯了。

　　就这样，我在奔波中的一天，看到了她在反反复复中完成了几幅作品。就是现在的《扎龙女孩》系列。与前之作品相较，我觉她在“下沉”，沉到可以触摸到的地方，这是很有质感的生活，疼痛相依。现在来审视记忆、曾经，就像春凤笑意盈盈的眼睛，它们依旧清甜着，只是生活各场次的逻辑多有穿插了。扎龙依旧是扎龙，他从来没有在记忆中改变。扎龙的天空却每天在变换。

　　天空在变化中，充满变数的绽开，穿透有力的光芒肆意辐射下来，浓厚密布的云彩，诚然是早晨、又不尽是夕阳，一个在水天交接下的女孩，似与鹤对语，似望向不可知的天际。水与天，象镜头般被拉近，被送远，只有被光映照下，水与云被幻妙的变换着衣衫，暖色依依袭来，暖色肯定映射在女孩的眼睛里。只不过，女孩迎向光芒，如果她望向画面外，她会在阴影中，把整个的画面错开。这会是个例外。春凤坚强而执拗的意志一定不会允许。鹤是水天光线中最温和的一抹，它承担人类赋予它的美好的象征，它自己出落的亭亭玉立，你都没有办法去把它往阴暗处来逻辑，只有感叹鹤，它太美了，在浓厚云层下，只要振翅，它一定会飞得很高。鹤，张开的翅完全吸收了水光的绚烂，它就是自然界的精灵。

　　画面全然被大的笔触淋漓了，鹤就是落笔最凝固的中心点。我能感触到，其实背对我们的人物有话要说。

　　作者用水天撑开一个延伸开来的，透视到远方的临界点，鹤与人在宁静中对白，人在展望中浮动连篇，似天上的在深深酝酿中滚滚而动的云团。此中的互相的凝望，搭构了现实中的空间场景，一个背影的浮想又传达了心灵的虚拟的境界。

　　其实，漾开的湖水与绽开的浮云，已经给了此情此景。

　　有时看凤的画，总有种不真实、坠入梦境中的沉重感。厚厚的云，离得自己很近，天与自己只是咫尺间的距离，浮云却幻化的未知而神秘，人被笼罩在穿透云层的阳光中，刺目的光线，似乎有天上之音的牵引，冥冥中在画面上形成缭绕的画外音。无论人物对着水还是对着鹤，人物背对画面抑或侧对，她都不去与注视的目光去交流。人的神情是有温度的，温度会形成其身体的语言。那么她总是给予注视者空白，空白是无中之最大。她把她的空白填满了彩色的浮云，浮云掩映在水中，他们相容于默，彼此倾心惘然，草怡然，鹤是情境中最漂亮的符号，人被上下，被景色成为问号般的焦点。

　　你有问题吗，你看完凤的画，一定会转头看向她。无论你跟她亲与疏，她就是给你问号的人啊。

Muse Dong’s Works

　　Zhalong, this word does not automatically make you associate it with the red crowned crane. The red crowned crane can also hear the magical song of the Dadawa. To the ears, it may seem like a sad story, but in reality it extends out worry-free and happy moments with life struggles carved away. The legend of the story is pure and ethereal, it is about a girl who transform from a girl to a crane for the sake of self-salvation.
　　It was the summer of 2007, Muse Dong painted a batch of city girls with dolls that was being exhibited at my gallery. White drop with no background garrulously absorbed in their own dialogue.  Often, mixed with numerous emotions we would chat about our lives in front of a work. As of this was the reason for why works of art are created. We do not need to question it to understand. Understand what though? Life is nothing more than twigs, mapping the state of affairs of her suppressed works. These scars gradually reopened psychologically. I know, the course of creation was difficult, but without falling a few times, it is impossible to create works of art. Also, I know that this abrasive twig was pulled out intentionally, so let’s use it then. Beijing’s summer is helplessly hot, so during summer, we wait. Wait for long hours, making life ridiculous. One day, while running errands, I run into her paintings known right now as “Girl from Zhalong”. I think she floated in the water to where we can touch her, this is the very texture of life, pain dependencies. Looking back in memory, Muse Dong and her smiling eyes. They are still sweet with the knowledge of life events that had become a part of her. Zhalong is always Zhalong. It’s memory always staying the same, yet the sky changes everyday.
　　The sky in constant changing mode, blooming with a variety of uniquely formed clouds, the powerful sunlight penetrates through it all, radiating light on the marshland that reflects back. Its early in the morning, during sunrise, rather than sunset. A little girl chatting away with the red crowned crane, while looking into the endless horizon, the water and the sky, was playing tricks o our eyes. Under the camera lens, it seems closer, but naturally, they all seem so far away. Water and cloud in constant motion as if a girl changing clothes undecided what she wants to wear. Warm light shining into the girls’ eyes, the only thing is, she’s looking for radiance, not just any warm light but a light that produces radiance. If she doesn’t desire radiance, she would only be swallowed up by the shadows, running the purpose of the painting.
　　Muse Dong’s persistence and will certainly will not allow that shadow to come. The red crane is the gentlest bird of the sky and water. Humans have already assumed its place in the world as a symbol of a gentle, slender, elegant bird. It’s impossible to ever think of the bird as anything but pure beauty. Once it opens its wings, it displays the gorgeous reflective combination of both water and light. This is what we would call the wizard of the natural wonders.
　　The paintbrush had been used to for dripping large strokes of paint, while the crane painted in detail as the main focus. I can feel that the people with their backs facings us have something to say. The artist uses the water and sky to extend the perspective to the critical point in the distant. The crane and the girl chatting away, looking out, almost floating together like the clouds moving in the sky, staring at each other taking on the reality of the scenery, a silhouette of daydreams conveying the virtual realm of the mind. In fact, they had already been under these circumstances.
　　Sometimes when I look at Muse’ paintings, I feel like I exist in a surreal world, in a deep dream that I don't want to wake up from. Fluffy thick clouds so close that I can almost feel it, the sky and myself only a few inches away, metamorphosis of the unknown and mysterious shredded in the sun-penetrated clouds. You can’t help be drawn into the mystery behind it all. Inside the painting, there’s a voice coming from some distance. Whether it is human, or the crane. The fact that they don’t look at us directly does not allow us to know their deepest thoughts, their secrets. People’s moods have a sense of warmth; the warmth comes from their body language. But her body language is always blank; blank is the main source of our curiosity. So she covers this blank canvas with rainbow colors of clouds, shaded by water, they sit compatibly in silence. They become magnets, attracted to each other. The peaceful green grass, the beautiful crane, all become a symbol of our focus.
　　If you have any questions, after viewing her paintings, whether you know her like the back of your hand, or if you are only strangers. She is someone that will leave you wanting more.