Sketch of the Artist The Artistic Soul in a White Coat
Chih-Ping Chen, a distinguished Taiwanese obstetrician-gynecologist who has practiced medicine for nearly four decades, is not only selected as one of the 100 best doctors in Taiwan, but also recognized as the master of prenatal genetic diagnosis. Wearing a white coat and a confident smile, Chen always gives a first impression of earnestness and meticulousness in pursuing perfection both in clinical and teaching practice.
Despite his prestige in the medical world and his age of nearly 60, Chen started a hobby that he had never tried before—painting. On the Christmas Eve of 2013, he embarked on an adventure of creativity and artistry, and has since drawn pictures every single day in his leisure time, despite his demanding and busy hospital job.
As an amateur painter, Chen did not choose popular materials such as ink or oil paint, but something more primitive and basic—crayons. “Crayons are probably the first painting tool every little kid starts with.
Whether they are used on paper or on a wall, crayons have become a medium through which kids show their creativity and ingenuity, as well as a great companion during kids’ childhood. They are also a non-toxic and eco-friendly painting tool for everyone,” said Chen.
Chen has never taken lightly this seemingly easy tool, but truly enjoyed and fully utilized his crayons as an access to spontaneous and serendipitous fun of painting. He would get ideas while reading newspapers, magazines or books related to photography and tourism. He would sketch any interesting scene in any given corner in the city. He would also demonstrate his religious belief and his love for life on paper. With a box of crayons and a sheet of A4-size drawing paper, Chen gets as much fun as he can, at any moment.
Crayon painting has not only given Chen a sense of achievement and pleasure that relieve his daily stress, but has also brought him and his daughters closer, as he shares his thoughts and feelings through one after another colorful and vivid pictures. Chen is proud of his two daughters, who are also medical doctors, but there have always been some regret that he has not been able to accompany them throughout much of their childhood, due to his busy job. During the interview, Chen took out the Christmas surprise his two daughters gave him—a compiled album of his crayon works. “I think they realized that the best treasure their father could leave them is not wealth nor power, but these paintings that are uniquely drawn by him. These works have reflected my inner self, recorded my life, and represented my love for my children,” said Chen.
Thanks to these paintings, Chen has a lot more to talk about with his daughters, and his communication with his family and friends became more frequent, and he even made friends with people in various fields other than medicine. Something as simple as crayons has given Chen a truly different life and numerous unforgettable moments.
As Chen reflected, painting is a great access to a healthy mind, and his experience as an amateur painter could well serve as a case that would encourage more people to ease their daily stress, care about the society, and see the world through painting.
For Dr. Chen, a painting is a piece of art, as well as an epitome of a person’s life. He will continue to create his unique artworks and to appreciate the beauty of this world in his eyes, with a pure and innocent heart.
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I once learned that Pablo Picasso had many stages in his artistic career: the Blue period, the Rose period, the Cubism period and so on. I suppose all creative people go through phases in their lives. My dad had some of his own stages, including the Fish Tank period, the Broadway period, and now, the Artistic period. Whoever believes that we should live life in moderation obviously does not know my dad, because his whirlwind adventures continues to sweep me along…and I love it.
I remember pressing my nose against the cool glass pane as blurs of colors scattered in response. I remember the lingering smell of seaweed. Ah yes, the Fish Tank era, the time when my dad painstakingly read all the manuals on fish tank maintenance. I would help him go through books on the optimum temperatures and pH levels and how to raise proper-looking sea-grass (the secret is in the amount of light). My favorite thing however, was having him introduce each and every fish to me. “Where’s this little one from? What’s it called?” I would point to one of the tanks with my chubby finger. “That’s a gorgeous one from the tropics. It’s called an Angelfish.” I would nod and move on to the next tank. This name game would last for a while because we had eight tanks in total during the pinnacle of the Fish Tank era.
His adventures soon segued into the Broadway period, in which “Memory” from Cats became my morning wake-up call and weekends became reserved for Broadway films. There were some that I loved, some that I gawked at, think La Cage aux Folles, but all that introduced me to new places and people and storylines. My two all-time favorites, Cats and Phantom of the Opera, led me to practice singing and playing their hits. Perhaps I could never pass off as a true Jellicle Cat or have a deep baritone voice like that of the Phantom when singing “Past the Point of No Return”, but that didn’t matter. I would experiment with different combinations with my sister and my dad would sit on the side, with crinkled eyes and a smile, clapping his hands wildly and singing along. At the end of it all, he would suggest a piece for next time or a new show.
不久之後,他的人生進入到百老匯時期。那時候我每天早上的起床號就是音樂劇「貓」的主題曲「回憶」(Memory),每個週末全家都會去看百老匯歌劇。有些劇我很愛,有些劇我不太敢恭維,好比說「一籠傻鳥」(La Cage aux Folles),但無論如何,這些劇都讓我認識新的人、地、物和故事。我這輩子最喜歡的兩部劇是「貓」和「歌劇魅影」,它們讓我開始練習唱和彈奏其中一些膾炙人口的曲子。儘管我大概永遠無法唱得像「傑利可貓」(Jellicle Cat)那麼好,也沒辦法用渾厚的男中音唱「歌劇魅影」裡的「無路可退」(Past the Point of No Return),但那些都不重要。每當我跟姊姊嘗試不同的合聲,老爸總是坐在一旁笑瞇瞇地,大聲拍著手跟我們一起唱,唱完的時候,他就會提議下次再唱另一首歌或是去看別齣劇。
Recently, my dad turned his attention to creating beautiful art pieces that capture his diverse interests and curiosity in life. The subjects of his crayon paintings range from animals to portraits to religious scenes, which offer a glimpse into my dad’s colorful and vivacious life. My dad stated in his last art collection that the best treasure he could leave my sister and me is not wealth nor power, but these paintings that represent his love for us. There are more treasures that he has given us: the ability to appreciate life’s beauty, the spirit of exploration and the thirst for knowledge. Without a doubt, my dad has taught us how to live life with our eyes, arms and heart wide open through the way he lives his life. In these pages, there are more than exquisite strokes of color; there is an entire lifetime of wonderment and rumination. What more can I say? I am thankful for the journeys I’ve been on, and I look forward to more adventures with my dad.