What kind of person is Mr. Cao?
To be able to break into the European market for Chinese paintings as a Chinese by myself, this old man has never seen anything like this.
Don’t think that the water of art is so clear.
The biggest difference between art and the entertainment industry is that although the prices in the art market have increased over the past thirty years, this is related to many factors such as hype and speculation.
Compared with mass media, it is still a relatively niche and mysterious category.
Niche means that especially in the upper market, there are only so many buyers, so many galleries, and only so much money circulating in this circle.
You are a carrot and a pit, but you are also a master. If you have been more popular in the past ten years, naturally some of your peers will be ignored.
All kinds of intrigues are inevitable.
Why did I pay for sex with a sex worker and then be accused of rape? I went to a bar and ended up with white powder all over my body.
Mr. Cao has heard and seen many things like this in the past half century.
Contrary to what Tanaka Masakazu thought, Mr. Cao actually didn't care about the truth of the matter. Whether it was a frame-up or not, if Mr. Cao wanted to pursue it to the end, this matter would be a big deal.
But Mr. Cao didn't want to pursue it in the first place, and the result of this matter was better than he expected, so it was nothing.
Different status brings different perspectives.
However, Mr. Cao didn't want to let Gu Weijing go just like that.
If you do something wrong but are encouraged just because the result is good, it will not be good for the child's growth. He can't always have such good luck.
What if he smashes the painting?
This time I kept it to myself, but what about next time? What about next time?
As long as something goes wrong once, there will be no next time.
A very realistic thing is that in the European art market, if you are white, you have opportunities and you can also make mistakes.
But if you are a yellow person, not only will you have fewer opportunities, but you must not make mistakes.
The story of shedding bitter tears in the media, reforming one's past, and reviving a second spring in an artistic career belongs to the Chinese.
If you are Chinese, no one will give you a second chance. Any mistakes are unforgivable. If you have any stain, you will be rejected by the gallery.
You are wrong, you are a Chinese trash, get out immediately, there will be no second time.
The old gentleman wanted to know what kind of person this child was.
"I knew there might be something wrong with the mural."
Gu Weijing was stared at by the little old man's bright eyes, and he felt that all the little thoughts in his heart had been penetrated.
"Now that you know, why do you still paint and want to be famous? Why, you are talented, but Lin Tao wants to accept you as his apprentice, but you are not satisfied, greedy, and can't wait to become famous?"
The crowd immediately fell silent because what he said was very unpleasant.
"Tell me what you are thinking."
Mr. Cao asked: "I'm warning you, boy. It's okay for young people to make mistakes, but if you continue to be dishonest, I will be very disappointed."
"no."
At that time, Gu Weijing was completely immersed in the joy of getting "The Notes of Mojie", and he really didn't think about becoming famous at all.
"why."
Mr. Cao's tone became even colder.
"Itchy hands?"
Gu Weijing hesitated for a moment and then said.
His hands were itchy, and Mr. Cao was stunned for a moment. He thought that the other party might argue, but he didn't expect this answer at all.
“Seeing such a great painting opportunity, I didn’t want to give it up.”
Mr. Cao was silent for a moment.
"Then what if there is a mistake? If such a good painting falls into your hands, as a painter, don't you feel it is a pity?"
"I think I can draw the best."
"The best? You dare to say the best at such a young age. It's such a big statement."
Mr. Cao took a deep breath from his nose: "I won't talk about the paint. The face of Guanyin in this painting is majestic and compassionate. The emperor and empress respectfully accompany the emperor with the laws of the human monarch... You have already configured it. Can you also master the paints and brushes in these areas?"
When Mr. Cao first admired the mural, he discovered that although Gu Weijing's paint configuration was amazing, his proficiency in using the brush was still very average.
It's just that ordinary people are pretty good. Not to mention comparing with himself, any young professor present would give him a slap, so he asked this question.
"So I didn't draw."
Gu Weijing pointed to the blank space on the mural: "I only painted the corners of the concubine's clothes and other items. I didn't dare to paint other parts."
"If after painting these details, no one has noticed your situation, why don't you continue painting?" Mr. Cao looked at the mural on one side again.
"Don't draw."
"Then you should inform the staff first." Mr. Cao sounded a little unconvinced.
"Feel sorry."
"What are you sorry for? You did nothing wrong. You have nothing to apologize for."
A long time passed.
Mr. Cao has been looking at the painting on one side and said nothing.
Just when everyone is weird.
"Gu Weijing, if you don't mind, I would like to ask you a few questions." Mr. Cao suddenly said.
Buzz~
The chatter in the crowd that had just been suppressed suddenly started again.
"consult."
Not asking, but asking for advice.
As a figure who can be written into the history of world art, there is actually no living artist in the world with a higher status than Mr. Cao.
One of the highest awards in the art world, at the Venice International Art Biennale, three Golden Lions were awarded to the best international participating artists.
This is like a giant physicist who has won more than one Nobel Prize in the scientific world, and even higher up may be legendary masters such as Newton and Einstein.
There may be a few living physicists who are at the same level as him, but even if his works can be sold for a higher price, it is really hard to say that he is more powerful than Mr. Cao.
Counting from the mid-20th century onwards, the most expensive work probably belongs to Andy Warhol, the soul, leader and godfather of Pop Art.
This old gentleman, who looks a bit like a rock male model in art magazines such as "Bazaar", should be the first person since the concept of art to be able to sell his own prints for 60 to 70 million pounds. artist.
Yes, it's print.
In a sense, this is much more successful than Van Gogh or something.
But is he definitely more successful than Mr. Cao?
Hard to say.
After all, he was just a promoter of Pop Art, not a pioneer.
He also did not have such a great achievement as founding a sect.
Some people also accused him of commenting on his intaglio printing. Wooden rubbings cannot be called art at all, but they are just taking advantage of others.
In the eyes of these artists and professors, Mr. Cao has always been an unattainable giant. Everyone is a junior and student in front of the little old man.
How long had it been since they had seen this old gentleman use the word "please"?
Moreover, the target turned out to be a middle school student under the age of eighteen.
"Please ask, as long as I know, I will tell you."
Gu Weijing hurriedly bent down, he couldn't bear the old gentleman's advice.
"The lady's blue dress is filled with silver vermilion, red elixir, and, well, there should be a little garcinia powder... right."
Gu Weijing was impressed and nodded.
Even with the help of "Mojie Notes", he spent a lot of effort to prepare these pigments and tried several different formulas before finally finding the most suitable type.
In the end, Mr. Cao just looked at it casually, and immediately told the truth about his recipe.
"Then how do you mix such a thin but not bright color? I also thought of cinnabar and garcinia, but I can't approximate the slightly weathered feeling of other parts of the mural. It shouldn't be as simple as diluting the paint."
Mr. Cao examined the picture, "And here, how do you achieve this cool and slightly moist feeling?"
“I tried adding egg whites from infertile eggs.”
"Egg white...is similar to tempera painting."
"Did you come up with this yourself?"
"I tried some inherent recipes and then tried them out bit by bit based on the knowledge my elders taught me."
Of course Wang Wei is an elder in the world of calligraphy and painting. Of course, Gu Weijing knew that others would probably regard him as his grandfather.
Mr. Cao raised his head to look at the mural, then looked down at the colorful young man who had stained his clothes during the process of arranging the paint, and finally smiled.
"What a young genius. You are really good. You are better than an old guy like me."
he sighed.
