一排几十件土灰色的陶坯器皿,形态各异,带着坯身上一笔笔细心描绘的釉彩,被小心翼翼地放入窑内。金属窑门关上了,切断了紧盯着陶器上的急切目光。经过1300度高温的烈火焚烧20多小时后,窑门复启。一个个带着炉膛余温的普通陶罐,就像面壁数十载修炼而成的老僧,从深穴中拂然而出……你仿佛面对一个似曾相识的陌生人,惊讶地发现,几天前被你一笔笔细细勾勒上去的釉彩,经火舌的舔炙,产生窑变,已脱胎凝结成美丽的晶层。那是一种你从未想到过的色彩,一个曼妙横生的画面。瓷绘,玩的就是一种悬念。 A row of dozens of earthy gray pottery wares of various shapes, with a carefully painted enamel glaze, was carefully placed in the kiln. The metal kiln door closed, cutting off the eager gaze on the pottery. After 1300 degrees high temperature fiery incineration more than 20 hours after the kiln door reopening. One ordinary pottery with a furnace temperature, like an old monk who had been practicing for dozens of years, came out of a deep hole ... You seem to face a deja vu stranger and was surprised to find that a few days Before you are a thin outline of the brush up glaze, lick Sunburn through the flames, resulting in kiln change, has been born to condense into a beautiful crystal layer. That is a color you never thought of, a graceful picture. Porcelain painted, playing is a suspense.