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從美國的圖騰白頭鷹說起，讀懂朱祖國鷹畫作品背後的價值

來源: 中國國家藝術網 2022/1/15 作者:鍾文地点:北京

一个月前，國畫大家朱祖国先生一幅《神鹰护主图》被中国首善曹德旺收藏之后，鹰题材作品的辟邪、镇宅、旺财等鲜为人知的神秘色彩再次被藏家群体关注和讨论。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

中國首善曹德旺先生高度評價朱祖國作品

發達地區的企業家在資産配置方面都會有一定的藝術品資産的配置，藝術品資産的配置基本都會有兩方面的考量，一是作品的學術性和原創性，直接關乎作品是否可以升值和長期持有；二是作品本身的寓意、內涵，是否適合家庭或辦公室懸挂。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

上海嘉禾拍賣567000元成交的朱祖国先生《鹰石图》

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

上海匡时拍賣拍出385900元的朱祖国先生《鹰石图》

據了解，到朱祖國工作室求鷹題材畫作的企業家、收藏家大多數是之前收藏過的人介紹的，既能鎮宅，又能旺財，還能升值，讓企業家、收藏家趨之若鹜。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國先生作品

從古到今，鷹和鷹題材的作品其實從來就不是普通人的“玩物”，都是達官貴族和統治階級的追逐對象。

早在岩画发展的中后期，鹰的图像已不再与其他动物等同，就已经进入到信仰符号的领域里，在西藏岩画，鹰的图像进入了 “鸟祟拜”、“鸟图腾“的系统。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國作品

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國先生作品欣赏

在我國古代，鷹獵就是貴族特權階級專有的消遣活動之一，司馬遷在《史記》中記載秦朝宰相李斯被處死前仍想著“牽黃犬，臂蒼鷹，出上蔡東門”的生活。

罗马人认为鹰是“朱庇特之鸟”，鹰就是胜利的标志。世界头号强国美国更是把双翼伸展的白头鹰当做国家的象征，当做国鸟，并绘制在国徽上。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國作品欣赏

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國先生鷹畫作品

然而，把鷹當做國家象征的不是只有美國，墨西哥根據古代阿茲特克印第安人的傳說，也在國旗和國徽中繪有一只落在仙人掌上的食蛇鷹。古代埃及托勒密王朝的國玺和羅馬帝國軍隊的標志都采用鷹形象。充分體現了權貴階層和統治者對鷹代表的精神與價值內涵的高度認同。

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國先生鷹畫作品欣赏

辟邪、镇宅、旺财？畫家朱祖国鹰画作品精神内涵探究

朱祖國鷹畫作品欣賞

无论是在中国还是在全世界，鹰象征着勇敢、智慧、力量、光明和自由，象征着朝气蓬勃、生机无限，已成为现代社会人们对鹰的精神内涵的普遍共识！因此，企业家、收藏家们对朱祖国先生的鹰画作品的追捧是不无道理的。（鍾文）

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