1984 Born in Dalian, Liaoning Province

2008 Graduated from the Oil Painting Department of Luxun Academy of Fine Arts with a bachelor´s degree

Currently works and lives in Beijing

SOLO EXHIBITION

2016

Sumeru and Mustard Seed - Wang Fanseng Solo Exhibition, Space Local, Beijing, China

2014

Wang Fanseng Solo Exhibition, RI Gallery, Malaysia

2013

Art Taipei Wang Fanseng Solo Exhibition Project, Art Season Gallery, Taipei, Taiwan

Mountain Lore - Wang Fanseng Solo Exhibition, Art Season Gallery, Singapore

2012

Mountain Lore - Wang Fanseng Solo Exhibition, Art Season Gallery, Beijing, China

GROUP EXHIBITION

2019

2019 Art Nova 100，Guardian Art Centre，Beijing，China

Link Heaven and Earth - Sacredness rule of Time and Space, Space Station, Beijing, China

2018

Imaginary Warehouse - artists Exhibition, CHAO Art Center, Beijing, China

2016

Anonymous - artists Exhibition, Ginkgo Art Center, Beijing, China

I try to establish a imaginary world in a relatively conservative painting language. It is full of grotesque images. Although these absurd "characters" are injected into the emotions of the individual's subconscious mind, they imply the present earthly human nature from different view.

The Sonnet

The sun gasped in the ice, cracking a dazzling hole.

Dreams open up the pupil, forcing a shelled soul to curl up,

Making the semi-suffocating gods growl in an ancient thunder vessel.

At the same time, the dormant wings also bloom.

Just like Venus pushed open the mountain gate and prayed silently.

Thoughts along the roots of the ancient wood burn out the beginning and the end of the mythology.

Finally wake up the sleeper’s flaming bird nest, calling back the spirits of the dead.

History unveiled by the ancient pagoda drifts with the wind.

In an instant, the priest completed the Lisao with the water of Miluo.

Skydivers plant mushrooms in the void and wait for the blue rain,

Presenting the fall as a gift to the mountain ogre,

Or secretly chanting the spell amid all creations charged with electricity

Hinting at the roar hurled by the angered oil well

In the shadow of the sun’s collapse, they summon the jade of the lava.

                                                    Wang Fanseng

                                                       2d,Oct,2015