Ming-Chang Hsieh ｜ 謝明錩
Born in Taipei, Taiwan in 1955, Ming-Chang Hsieh was Associate Professor at the Department of Fine Arts, Taiwan University of Art and is a Visiting Professor to the Department of Art and Creative Design, Hsuan Chuang University. He was invited to international exhibitions in Bangkok of Thailand, Singapore, Seoul of Korea, Malaysia as well as Qingdao, Jinan, and Nanning of China.
2014 “My Soul’s Bathhouse” collected by Watercolor Museum of China
2015 No.1 of Popularity Award by the visitors in the “International Watercolor Elite Exhibition”
2016 Member of the International Jury for the final selection in The First David International Watercolor Competition in Jinan, China
2018 The 19th solo exhibition at Harvest Art Gallery
EXCELLENT AWARD from IWS Malaysia 1st International Watercolor Biennale with “Gentle”
Under a pomelo tree, all sorts of ferns and plants flock together. Glaring gold lighting presents a rainbow beyond the green shade. It is the only cool paradise on earth under the scourging sun with gentle breeze. Night-scented Lily has always been a good friend to ferns for the resembling shape and shared hobby. Here, it is the leading role that does not stand out. Centering around ferns under the light, herbs dancing in the wind become the most beautiful melody on earth.
綠煙飄夢 The Green, Smoke, and Mirage
As the wheel of time turned, the once giant wheel that loaded a generation retired. Light glares in between the track and the wheel, mixed with the green, smoke, and mirage. It deserves pride as it lived glorious days. What remains for the steel body is the balanced, elegant architecture. The present is fleeting like a dream. What of the future? It follows the fleeting present that we focus on. Time waits for no one, nor is it reliable. Bliss lies in the serenity and joy in each and every moment!
紅色祝福 Red Wishes
The worn-out bicycle is no longer a protagonist even though it always stands in front, reminding us the hardship we shared back in the days. The glorious days are just like the ornamented windows, retreating to the back silently, comfortable in tranquility like a sweet dream with decorative rims. We see them right through the dusted bicycle. The sky is bright, always with hopes. The spring couplets are red on the either side of the door frame, relentlessly whispering the greatest hopes and wishes for us to take root and grow.