The space in the book Wang Yin: Friendship is reduced to the extend of a kind of Chinese operatic space, where there is one table and a pair of chairs, in order for us to focus on the subjects of the paintings; yet this book is differentiated from most catalogues by its pleasant format which allows it to stay closer to the feelings of a daily moment. In the book, Hu Fang’s prose Dusk flows in and out, with each paragraph of text intended to evoke an image or a rhythm close to yet different from that of looking at a painting. The reading gains its own duration and focus during the process.
