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From The Collection Of Zhang Xinjia







            Born  in  the  Forbidden  City,  Beijing  in  1928,  Zhang  Xinjia  is  the
            youngest daughter of Zhang Shanzi, the elder brother of Zhang Daqian.
            Petite in stature and fearless at heart, the young girl known to her family
            as Jiade grew up in the storied Garden of the Master of Nets in Suzhou
            in the early 1930s, where her family took up residence and where her
            father, famed for his spirited depictions of tigers, cared for a tiger gifted
            to him. For several years the Garden was a sanctuary for artists, scholars
            and  connoisseurs  such  as Ye  Gongchuo.  It  was  in  this  extraordinary
            milieu that Xinjia, under the guidance of her father and uncle, received
            her first lessons in painting.

                                      In  1937,  with  war  imminent  in
                                      China,  Zhang  Shanzi  took  his
                                      family on a long, arduous journey
                                      to  seek  refuge,  first  to Yichang
                                      in  Hubei,  where  he  created  the   as soon as you can. Go to Hong Kong first. From there, it will be easy to
                                      earliest  surviving  painting  in   enter Taiwan.’ It was still highly unusual for someone to travel from the
                                      celebration  of  Xinjia’s  birthday,   Chinese mainland to Taiwan then. Unsurprisingly, Xinjia was stranded in
                                      and  eventually  to  Chongqing.   Hong Kong for several months. It took persistent lobbying, aided by Zhang
                                      From  there  he  embarked   Daqian’s politician friends, for Xinjia to finally be allowed in Taiwan, where
                                      on  campaigns  to  Europe  and   she stayed with her uncle during his final years.
                                      North  America,  fundraising  for
                                      war  relief  efforts  by  exhibiting   In Taiwan,  Xinjia  spent  several  blissful  years  by  her  uncle’s  side. An
                                      and  selling  his  paintings.  The   accomplished artist and calligrapher herself, she was naturally entrusted
                                      gruelling  trips  inevitably  took  a   with organising his private papers: previously unpublished manuscripts,
                                      toll  on  his  health  and  upon  his   sketches,  menus,  and  letters  to  family  and  friends  spanning  decades
            return in 1940, he succumbed to a sudden illness. Zhang Daqian was then   –  providing  an  intimate  glimpse  into  the  artist’s  world  in  which  his
            a month into his north-ward journey to Dunhuang. Stricken with grief,   generosity, humility and joie de vivre come to light. Many works were
            he rushed to Chongqing and vowed to take care of Xinjia and her siblings,   painted or inscribed for Xinjia, often with a dedication ‘to my darling
            a promise he kept unwaveringly over the next forty years.  niece’. Most exemplary is a rare sketch depicting an elegant lady and
                                                                two scholars with simple brushstrokes, and an amusing inscription: ‘June
            After the war, Xinjia came of age and returned to Shanghai, where she   29th, xinhai year (1981) – today marks the second day I try out contact
            pursued studies in geology and archaeology. In 1953 she married Duan   lenses’, perhaps a reminder of a happy afternoon in the studio.
            Qing’an,  a  chemical  engineer,  and  together  they  raised  two  children.
            Throughout these decades her uncle lived in South and North America,   Since  the  artist’s  passing  in  1983,  the  collection  of  paintings  and
            although they kept in close touch through correspondences. ‘If you’re   calligraphy  has  been  under  Xinjia’s  careful  stewardship  in  loving
            ever in need,’ Zhang Daqian wrote in a letter to Xinjia and her sister   memory  of  her  uncle,  and  presents  the  largest  collection  of  Zhang
            during the tumultuous years of the 1970s, ‘write any time. Uncle will   Daqian’s  private  writing  to  ever  appear  in  the  market  to  date.  Her
            do whatever it takes.’ True to his word, he became guardian to Xinjia’s   extraordinary life, from Shanghai, Suzhou, Chongqing, Taiwan to the
            son Duan Jing in the 1960s, fully supporting his studies in Brazil and   United  States,  bears  witness  to  the  changing  histories  of  China  in
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            California. An endearing portrait by him of his young grandniece Duan   the  20   century. The  artworks  are  not  only  invaluable  additions  to
            Duan,  likely  done  from  photographs,  also  tenderly  demonstrates  the   scholarship  and  connoisseurship,  but  also  personal  gifts  from  Zhang
            affectionate relationship between Zhang Daqian and his niece’s family.  Daqian  and  Zhang  Shanzi  to  their  beloved  niece  and  daughter,  as
                                                                gestures of affection, together or apart.
            When  Zhang  Daqian  settled  in Taiwan  in  1977,
            China was gradually opening up. A letter from the
            artist in the collection recounted a terrible accident
            of falling into a pond while taking a stroll in his
            garden in 1979: ‘in distress I called out to everyone…
            it took an hour before someone came to my rescue.
            My  back  is  awfully  injured.’  He  had  long  wished
            to be united with Xinjia, and this injury proved to
            be the last straw. In a letter dated October 1979, he
            urged in earnest: ‘my niece, I hope you will come

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