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      [藝術雜談] 他是罕世絕代畫家,畫作被稱20世紀最偉大中國畫,54歲累死在畫前

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      他是罕世絕代畫家,畫作被稱20世紀最偉大中國畫,54歲累死在畫前
      凡暢讀書 2025-09-14 05:00
      1998年5月2號,李伯安倒在了自己的巨幅畫作前,手裏還捏著畫筆,年僅54歲。
      在年輕開始畫畫時,李伯安就立下豪言壯語:
      不能畫畫,生不如死;咱們這一輩子,如果也能畫出流傳于世的畫,就不虛此生了。
      于是,在事業的上升期,他推掉所有的生意、舍棄了無用的社交,全身心投入創作百米長卷《走出巴顔喀拉》。
      可是,他還沒畫完,就倒下了。
      之前有人讓他當官,他不要,就愛窩在河南美術出版社。
      求畫的商人大把大把送錢給他,他也不要,他說:
      “畫完他們要求的畫,手和心肯定都壞了。
      畫慣市場畫的手,想著快掙錢的心,很難再回到大畫所需的獨特繪畫意境上來,我要把時間、手和心都留給真正的畫。”
      名利地位他都不要,他明明一生別無所求,只求留下傳世之作。
      可連這一個願望,老天都吝于給予,嘔心瀝血之作《走出巴顔喀拉》還沒有畫完,他又怎麽會瞑目!
      李伯安是累死的,爲畫畫而死的,很簡單的死因,和他的人生一樣簡單,一生只愛畫畫。
      李伯安的生命中有兩座大山,一座是太行山,巴顔喀拉是另一座。
      1988年,李伯安就決定深入巴顔喀拉,從黃河和長江的發源地一路往下,探尋黃河長江文明,體會感知中華民族堅韌不屈的風骨。
      要問他做這一切有什麽回報,他說不出一二,他就想單純、不爲名不爲利,畫出一幅傳世作品,哪怕這幅作品最後不挂他名也認。
      爲了這麽一個“虛無缥缈”的偉大理想,李伯安李伯安幾次踏入甘南和青藏,收集大量的素材資料。
      1991年,他將大好的時光,全都付之在兩間廢棄的教室,開始創作他醞釀已久的恢宏長卷。
      袁汝波去過李伯安的畫室,他回憶:
      “房子中間是個三合板釘的畫牆,大概有2米高,6米多長。
      我看到一幅鋪滿畫板的巨作貼在畫牆上,正在制作中,一張桌子置在向陽的窗下,桌上擺滿了書籍和各類資料。”
      李伯安的心,如同這一間狹窄的畫室,被這張巨大的畫牆完全占據了。
      他畫畫自我要求很高,一卷畫得不滿意,他就推翻重新來過,哪怕是兩米高,七八米長的畫也是說撕就撕。
      《走出巴顔喀拉》第一部分很順利,三個月就完成了,三組朝聖的藏民虔誠嚴肅,用筆剛勁大氣,吸取了柯勒惠支的版畫精髓。
      但到了第二部分,李伯安怎麽畫都不滿意,四次撕掉畫好的稿件,最後三年多僅僅畫了不到30米。
      爲了擺脫困境,他再次西行,但此時他的身體已經超出負荷,患有嚴重的頸椎病,經濟上也捉襟見肘。
      這時,有台商登門求畫,擬定五百幅農村生活小品,每幅願意出價500元,表示李伯安嫌少,還可以加價。
      當時全國的平均工資也就幾百,李伯安500幅絕對能大賺一筆,可是他一口回絕了。
      有朋友罵他傻得可以,把錢掙了再去搞創作也不遲。
      李伯安搖搖頭說,“會遲,如果接受則需畫兩年,時間耽誤不起。更可怕的是,畫完這些小品後,手和心肯定都壞了。
      畫慣市場畫的手,想著快掙錢的心,很難再回到大畫所需的獨特繪畫意境上來,這才是最要命的。”
      他怕畫了那些畫,耽誤他畫《走出巴顔喀拉》,所以甯願爲了一個還沒有譜的預備“傳世之作”,去放棄唾手可得的錢財。
      80年代,畫家們集體經曆過人生的至暗時刻,迎來了天亮,個個一窩蜂炒作自己,想賺點快錢回回血。
      有人勸李伯安,別搞什麽沒意義的創作了,炒作才是明智之舉。
      被唠叨多了,李伯安不勝其煩,開口怼道:
      “跟人家比什麽,知道嗎,他們的畫是賣錢的,咱的畫是傳世的!”
      這種話在如今聽來有些自大到讓人發笑,但是他實現了,雖然是以遺憾的形式實現。
      就像以前沒人相信喬布斯說的“我要改變世界”,但他居然做到了。
      我們嘲笑別人對夢想的“信口開河”,卻忽略了他們背後對夢想的堅持、執著,李伯安也是。
      遠方很遠,他一直在前往,哪怕眼前的苟且拖著他的腳,讓他寸步難行,他就一步步艱難往前挪,相信自己總會到的。
      曾給予李伯安強大支持的作家馮骥才,曾回憶自己第一次見到《走出巴顔喀拉》時的震撼心情:
      “一打開畫作,忽如一陣電閃雷鳴,夾風卷雨,帶著巨大的轟響,瞬息間就把我整個身子和全部心靈占有了。
      我看畫從來十分苛刻和挑剔,然而此刻卻只有被征服、被震撼、被驚呆的感覺。
      這種感覺真是無法描述,更無法與眼前這位羸弱的書生般的畫家李伯安連在一起。但我很清楚,我遇到了一位罕世和絕代的畫家!”
      這是他第一次見到《走出巴顔喀拉》,也是他第一次知道中國還有個畫家李伯安。
      他當即跟李伯安打包票,等這幅畫完成,他一定傾盡所有,幫李伯安在中國美術館辦展覽,讓全天下的人都見識見識李伯安。
      有了馮骥才的鼓勵,停滯了四年的李伯安又繼續投入創作《走出巴顔喀拉》,還加大了創作難度。
      馮骥才等了三年,卻等到了李伯安的噩耗,李伯安死在了《走出巴顔喀拉》的第十部分面前。
      就像《紅樓夢》的偉大殘缺,《走出巴顔喀拉》的第十部分也只是草稿。
      也許是畫家間的惺惺相惜,在李伯安去世後,全國146位畫家自發捐畫籌錢,爲李伯安辦了畫展,展出了未完成的《走出巴顔喀拉》。
      李伯安畫展在洛陽、鄭州、北京、上海和深圳陸續開幕,引起石破天驚般的轟動,被專家和國畫界權威人士認定是20世紀中國美術史的一個大事件。
      而李伯安的畫作《走出巴顔喀拉》也被評定是20世紀最偉大的中國畫,與蔣兆和的《流民圖》、周思聰的《礦工》並駕齊驅。
      有人看了,被裏面的266個藏民強大的生命力震撼到淚流滿面;
      有人惋惜,沒能早點認識李伯安,讓他被貧困所累,白白葬送了性命。
      他們說,李伯安是“當代畫壇一粒後悔藥”,這個比喻背後的苦痛,誰都不忍細細體味。
      李伯安在北京的畫展,同樣盛況空前,人潮湧動,馮骥才也去了。
      《走出巴顔喀拉》對馮骥才來說,堪稱靈丹妙藥。
      當時馮骥才也有頸椎病,短短幾米的路走著都費勁,有一次還暈了好幾個小時。
      很神奇的是,去了李伯安的畫展,他的頸椎病居然奇迹般好了。
      他站在《走出巴顔喀拉》面前,浩瀚的黃河文明刺激著他,使他頓時紅了眼眶。
      他哽咽道:“現在,我才找到伯安早逝的緣故。原來他把自己的精神血肉全部搬進這幅畫中了!”
      (李伯安在畫室)
      在無人知曉的破舊畫室裏,李伯安一個人,面對著《走出巴顔喀拉》,用一筆一畫無聲地訴說著人民的苦難、訴說著中國的一角曆史,也訴說著中華民族的希望。
      他獻祭了自己全部的生命,來奢求換得老天的悲憫。
      而這長達十年的訴說,終于在他去世後,得到了來自五湖四海的回聲。
      要簡單地用“畫家”去定義李伯安,又感覺他不太像個畫家,畢竟很多畫家把畫畫當成事業,李伯安簡直視畫如命。
      他經常跟妻子張黛講,王式廓爲畫《血衣》而累死的故事,說他要是也能這樣,在創作中的畫前死去,他此生無憾。
      他還講過國外有個畫家在妻子死後一年未動畫筆,直到亡妻周年、朋友寄來畫具才重新開始畫畫的故事。
      李伯安表示無法理解,問妻子:“什麽樣的悲痛能讓一個畫家整整一年不畫畫?反正我做不到!”
      李伯安從15歲在鄭州藝術學院學畫畫,到54歲去世,期間沒有因爲任何事,而擱過畫筆一次。
      (年輕時的李伯安)
      創作《走出巴顔喀拉》途中,愈來愈嚴重的頸椎病使他突然暈倒。
      他躺了一會,手裏還握著畫筆,醒來接著畫。
      家人勸他休息兩天,抽空去做個手術不行嗎,反正眼下也不靠這幅畫吃飯。
      李伯安對家人的勸告充耳不聞,理由無他:
      “術敗,不能畫畫,生不如死;術成,爲保安全,行動多有禁忌,影響大畫,大畫完成前,一切免談!”
      當時,洛陽有位老先生給李伯安看面相,斷言他活不過60歲。
      家人惴惴不安,李伯安反倒灑脫自在,他覺得老天留給他的時間,已經足夠他完成《走出巴顔喀拉》。
      就算在他去世的前一年,有個天津的朋友預感,他時間不多了,李伯安還是相信,老天不會讓他半途而廢。
      誰知,60歲的預言還沒過半,54歲就收走了李伯安。
      據兒子李飒回憶,早在父親去世的前幾個月,他自己就已經明顯感覺到生命在慢慢地消逝。
      他轉過頭跟兒子說,“我快堅持不住了”。
      兒子勸他休息的話還沒說出口,他又拿起畫筆,轉過身去,繼續畫畫。
      如兒時李飒拿著父親的畫筆玩耍,李伯安一把搶過去那樣堅決,當時李飒問這是什麽,李伯安說:“這是我的命!”
      很難想象,李伯安當時是得有多強的意念,才能支撐著他畫下去。
      面對一幅超長巨幅畫作,他已經不是畫家,是一個被判無期徒刑的囚徒,他不知道這幅畫最終有多長,更不知道自己能畫到哪一步。
      他一邊全身心創作,一邊在等待著上天的最終宣判。
      我想,李伯安一定有九條命,他九條命都給了《走出巴顔喀拉》,否則在那麽高強度的創作中,他早就垮了。
      寫過了那麽多畫家,我見過太多“李伯安”了。
      經曆多次手術、大小便失禁、頸椎病四肢輕癱的黃胄,腿已經使不上力氣了,可覺得坐著影響畫畫,他直接跪著畫。
      我見過雙目失明、耳聾的余任天,在無聲、黑暗的世界,爲恩師黃賓虹補殘畫。
      有時候實在想不通,是一個畫家的意志力真的可以強到對抗生命的無常,還是藝術給了他們對抗的力量。
      無論原因是哪個,作爲幾十年後的我,好像都無法參透其中。
      或許,不管是藝術,還是人生,其本質都是要盡你所能,去敬你所不能的。
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There were also magazines and a few books in more than one language, wild flowers arranged in many sorts[Pg 36] of strange jars, and in the corner, by an improvised couch, a table stacked with cups and plates of Chelsea-Derby, which were very beautiful and very much out of place. "Over here to Tucson" was a three days' ride under the most favorable circumstances; but with the enthusiastic botanist dismounting at short intervals to make notes and press and descant upon specimens, it was five days before they reached, towards nightfall, the metropolis of the plains. At the instant a cloud floated over the sun, and soon a black bank began to fill up the sky above the ca?on. As they ate their breakfast in the tent, the morning darkened forebodingly. Felipa finished the big quart cup of weak coffee hurriedly, and stood up, pushing[Pg 99] back her camp-stool. Her horse and four others were waiting. Kirby was without fear, but he was also without redress. He turned from them, his face contracted with the pain of his impotence, and walked back to the house. "I could order them off the ranch to-night," he told his wife, as he dropped on a chair, and taking up the hearth brush made a feint of sweeping two or three cinders from the floor; "but it's ten to one they wouldn't go and it would weaken my authority—not that I have any, to be sure—and besides," he flung down the brush desperately and turned to her, "I didn't want to tell you before, but there is a pretty straight rumor that Victorio's band, or a part of it, is in these hills. We may need the men at any time." Neither spoke of the two who should have been back hours ago. The night closed slowly down. [Pg 209] "Now you get up and walk in front of me, and don't you try to bolt. I can run faster than you can, and, anyway, I'll shoot you if you try it." The probable outcome of things at the rate they were going was perfectly apparent. Landor would advance in age, respectability, and rank, and would be retired and settle down on three-fourths pay. He himself would end up in some cow-boy row, degraded and worthless, a tough character very probably, a fine example of nothing save atavism. And Felipa would grow old. That splendid triumphant youth of hers would pass, and she would be a commonplace, subdued, middle-aged woman, in whom a relapse to her nature would be a mere vulgarity. She gave a dry little sob of unutterable glad relief and tried to raise her voice and call to him, the call they used for one another when they rode about the ranch. But the sound was only a weak, low wail. Eugene, during these affairs, had been actively prosecuting the fortunes of the Allies with his remnant of an army. He pushed on the siege of Quesnoy, and took it. He sent a flying detachment of one thousand five hundred cavalry, under Major-General Grovestein, to make an incursion into France. This force made a rapid raid in Champagne, passed the Noire, the Meuse, the Moselle, and the Saar, ravaged the country, reduced a great number of villages and towns to[7] ashes, rode up to the very gate of Metz, and then retired to Traerbach with a load of rich booty. This was a proof of what might have been done in France at this period with the whole army united under a commander like Marlborough, in place of miserably giving up everything to that country in the moment of power. As it was, it created the utmost consternation in Paris, the people of which already saw the English at their gate; whilst Louis did not think himself safe at Versailles, but gathered all the troops in the neighbourhood of the capital around his palace, leaving the city to take care of itself. WELFEN CASTLE, HANOVER. Colonel Gardiner endeavoured to charge the advancing enemy with his dragoons; but it was in vain that he attempted to animate their craven souls by word and example—at the first volley of the Highlanders they wheeled and fled. The same disgraceful scene took place on the left, at nearly the same moment. Hamilton's regiment of horse dispersed at the first charge of the Macdonalds, leaving the centre exposed on both its flanks. The infantry made a better stand than the cavalry; it discharged a steady and well-directed volley on the advancing Highlanders, and killed some of their best men, amongst others, a son of the famous Rob Roy. But the Highlanders did not give them time for a second volley; they were up with them, dashed aside their bayonets with their targets, burst through their ranks in numerous places, so that the whole, not being able to give way on account of the park wall of Preston, were thrown into confusion, and at the mercy of the foe. Never was a battle so instantly decided—it is said not to have lasted more than five or six minutes; never was a defeat more absolute. Sir John Cope, or Johnnie Cope, as he will be styled in Scotland to the end of time, by the assistance of the Earls of Loudon and Home, collected about four hundred and fifty of the recreant dragoons, and fled to Coldstream that night. There not feeling secure, they continued their flight till they reached Berwick, where Sir Mark Kerr received Cope with the[97] sarcastic but cruelly true remark that he believed that he was the first general on record who had carried the news of his own defeat. "The same idea has occurred to me," said the Lieutenant; "though I've felt all along that we should not be diverted by anything from making our way as fast as possible up to the main line. What do you think, Shorty?" "I cannot get you out of the army too quickly. Sign this, and leave my office, and take off your person every sign of your connection with the army. I shall give orders that if you appear on the street with so much as a military button on, it shall be torn off you." "I'd probably hit him a welt and he'd go off bawlin' like a calf," he communed with himself. "No; Billings is too tame, now, until he finds out whether we've got anything on him to send him to the penitentiary, where he orter go." "But you ain't nigh 18," said Si, looking him over, pleased with the boy's spirit. Si and Shorty ran down in the direction indicated. They found the boys, stern-eyed and resolute, surrounding two weak-eyed, trembling "crackers," who had apparently come to the train with baskets of leathery-crusted dried-apple pies for sale. The men were specimens of the weak-minded, weak-bodied, lank-haired "po' white trash," but the boys had sized them up on sight as dangerous spies and guerrillas, had laid hands on them and dragged them down into the brush, where Gid Mackall and Harry Joslyn were doing a fair reproduction of Williams, Paulding and Van Wert searching Maj. Andre's clothes for incriminating documents. They had the prisoners' hands tied behind them and their ankles bound. So far they had discovered a clumsy brass-barreled pistol and an ugly-looking spring dirk, which were sufficient to confirm the dangerous character of the men. Two of the boys had secured ropes from the train, which they were trying to fashion into hangman's nooses. Gid and Harry finished a painstaking examination of the men's ragged jeans vests, with a look of disappointment at finding nothing more inculpating that some fishhooks, chunks of twist tobacco and cob-pipes. "Do you say that Sherman has extra tunnels, too, to put in whenever one is needed?" asked Harry, with opening eyes. "You bob-tailed brevet West Pointer," said Shorty savagely, raising his fist, "I've a notion to break you in two for tryin' to beat me out o' what's mine. Git out o' here, or I'll—" Fruyling's World The song was necessary, and his voice, carrying over the sounds that filtered through to him, was clear and strong. The Quarter Sessions were held early in December, and Robert's case came wedged between the too hopeful finances of a journeyman butcher and the woes of a farmer from Guldeford who had tried to drown himself and his little boy off the Midrips. Robert was sentenced to three years' imprisonment. "Of course it is—and the very best silk too. I'll put it on. Please undo my dress." Her look of surprise and adoration was his reward. Pete fetched some soup from the larder and heated it up to a tepid condition; he also produced bread and cold bacon, which the prodigal could not touch. Albert sat hunched up by the fire, coughing and shivering. He had not altered much since he left Odiam; he was thin and hectic, and had an unshaved look about him, also there were a few grey streaks in his hair—otherwise he was the same. His manner was the same too, though his voice had changed completely, and he had lost his Sussex accent. "If I could only see a parson," sobbed Albert at last. "Sacrilege!" shouted he—"sacrilege! Take them, dead or alive!" It was to little purpose that Richard expostulated; the fair Joan was resolved to share in whatever perils might befal her son. As they approached Mile-end, the princess started at the deafening clamour which arose from the multitude; some shouting for Richard as they saw him advance, and others vociferating as loudly that all should hold their peace until they knew what the king would grant. When the tumult had in some degree subsided, Sir Aubrey de Vere and Sir Robert Knowles rode forward in advance of the king, and approaching Jack Straw, who was also on horseback:—
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