午后的画廊里光线很柔,从天窗斜斜洒下来,在水磨石地面上切出一道道明亮的几何形。我站在一幅小画前,大约三十厘米见方,表面覆着厚厚的油彩。画家用调色刀堆砌颜料,留下的刀痕像田埂,像被风吹皱的水面。我凑近看,能闻到亚麻仁油淡淡的坚果气味,混合着某...
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