In Han Dung's latest series 'Bird", the tone of the painting is simpler than before and the background has nothing but a monochromatic hue. Here the women figures have been reduced from a few to only one, who maintains an extreme classical elegance. The whole piece has turned into almost purely classical. Unlike the previous works, the content barely touches contemporary; for example, "Deer and Girl" (2005). However, the four paintings are constantly repeating the same motion. The composition guides the audience eyes to the postures of girl and crane. In such repetitions, a subtle act breaks the balance of the whole painting. The posture of the girl grasping the crane is, on the one hand, very elegant but on the other hand, dissolves all the classical elegance that has been painstakingly built up. Moreover, there is no typically stylized expression in the girl's eyes, yet it flexibly conveys a certain emotion. Will the whole tranquil classic, just like the title "Fading Bird", in this fleeting post-modern society, be fading away or desperately struggling like the crane?

- Extracted from Gao Ming Lu "Yi Pai • Century Thinking"

Just like how artists come in different types, their works have unique dispositions-some works provoke deep thought with their sheer brilliance; some reveal bright minds at work; some are teasing and entirely unserious; and then there are those which bring as to the realm of dreams.

It seems that Zhang lijun's works are of the last type. His oil paintings carry us far away from the troubles of everyday life to a different place, and yet neither is this world heaven. Here, toy-like maces and iron horses are dashing, and kites are floating elusively in the air. Boulevards are extending into the horizon, straight and hazardous; cold, solemn walls of crimson are standing erect in greeting. The wisps of clouds on the sky are comforting yet elusive; the figurines on the ground, hazy and mysterious ...

Who doesn't hope for a certain transcendence? Dreams provide us with wings, though the flight is not always without turbulence. Yet to be able to dream in the light of day is truly a blessing of a kind.

- Extracted from Gu Chengfeng "Let Us Dream in The Light of Day"