联系方式： 010—87093557 13699150060 展览前言: 　　花 　　平和完整之世界，风儿轻栩，草儿摇动，平静的玫瑰的内部，花瓣嘌呤，究竟是什么影响了你的面容，你花枝乱颤的细腰，你紫近肉色的脸，统统绞入无尽的黑色深洞之中，和着风雨露珠儿，化成血和浆，倒入你的高脚的玻璃质地的杯中，一饮而尽，你仓惶而逃，对生活，对世界，对你我他，躲进自己缝补已久的巢穴中，决定，从此，再不见人。 　　整个作品呈现出一种纵欲到死的快乐，玫瑰与浆，肉色与白，在锋利的刀下，在生铁的轮下，在粘乎乎的液体中，随形并成型，一种瞬间耀眼美丽后的惨败，潘宝会在纯粹个人理解的世界里，用自己有别于他人的方式解释着自己内心中的世界，美丽而脆弱，残酷而辉煌。 　　flowers 　　In the peaceful and wholeful world, the wind is gentle and grasses are swinging. In the inner part of roses, petals are purin. But what is it influeces your face? Your fine waist, your dark purple face, both of which are twristing into the dark and deep cavity. They are mixed with wind ,rain and dew, then changed into blood and plasm. Your pour it into the goblet, drink off and flee. Since then facing the life and the world, you decide to hide in the cave and never face the people. From the whole works, we can feel a apolaustic happiness. Under the sharp knife and rusty wheel , in the slimy liquid, roses and plasm, flesh and white has molded following the shape. A kind of fiasco after instance beauty——Pan Baohui expains her inner world in her own way——beautiful but fraglity, cruelty but refulgence.