Fully ensconced in his environment, irrevocably built into its very
material, the lyrical quality of Yan’s visual figures, as the subjects of
his poems, are almost always at home, despite the forces that would
seem otherwise to alienate them. At the same time, reading such an
image, as reading many of the “poetry gum” series, brings resolutions
that are always somehow unsatisfactory. This is a hopeful gesture,
when the act of reading, itself a path to justice, to turning the tide, is
recuperative. The poem that opens this essay
Humanity can move itself deeply 有打的
Humanity can’t do any worse
的
than humanity 制造
的具
Humanity is nothing but a tool !"地
for making science $的%&'()^15
Humanity can’t but make some noise
As it walks on past humanity
is a similar case in point. The exchanges are an inevitable part of the
picture, and no rupture is found between the detriments of our tech-
nologies, our dependence, and the humanized or natural conditions they
defile or pollute. In terms of his paintings, perhaps none is better than
another tripartite series entitled “Escaping from the Cities” (2004):
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