"Why are there two identical paintings?"
At the coffee table, the translator's tone revealed surprise: "How could this happen? Is there a mistake in the program?"
In her eyes, the picture frames held by the judge's left and right hands were almost identical, and there was no obvious difference.
Could one of them be a copy, or was the same artist painting two identical paintings?
"No, these are two different works."
Sakai Katsuko blinked. After the initial brief shock, she realized what had happened.
"Two painters use the same technique and the same angle to paint. Both are absolutely excellent painters, so the effects will be similar."
Collision painting!
In addition to Leigh Louise, there is another painter who also used the exact same painting method in the seven paintings.
They also chose colored pencils and also chose a realistic style.
Both parties used the photos provided by Mr. Hyperion as templates for reference, so the final effects were almost completely similar.
Miss Sakai observed the two illustrations in Anna's hands that were mirror images of each other, trying to see the most detailed differences between them.
When it comes to realism, mediocre people paint all sorts of strange things.
But a true master can be infinitely close to reality.
The fact that the translator couldn't even tell the difference between the two illustrations shows the excellence of these two paintings.
"Jane Arnold's painting style tends to be cartoonish. He is not a realist painter, so these two paintings are not his works."
Komatsu Taro is just arrogant, but not incapable.
He is the successor of Komatsu Painter and is very familiar with the art styles of the masters.
It took him almost no thought to decide that the painting was not by Jane Arnold.
So……
Is it that mysterious online painter?
But this looks a little too well drawn.
"It shouldn't be. Such a painter... still sells illustrations part-time on the Internet? He doesn't even have his own professional contracted gallery and art agent?"
Komatsu Taro made a quick estimate. If he were in Komatsu Gallery, the status and income of an outstanding painter who could paint something similar to a photo would be high.
In the art trade, illustrations are actually not very popular. They are relatively low on the contempt chain and are considered to be children's art.
If you tell an oil painter that his paintings have an illustration style, they will think you are insulting.
RB and Germany are countries that prefer illustrations, but the United Kingdom and France, the old art countries, still prefer oil paintings, and illustrations cannot be sold for too high a price.
Except for one market.
That's America.
Americans can even regard comics as precious works of art. Old Europe has always regarded this as a typical example of wild boars that cannot eat fine chaff.
It has the artistic quality of either of these two exquisite illustrations, plus the appropriate publicity channels.
"Throw it to New York and polish it for a few years. You can easily earn three hundred thousand dollars a year. You can be considered a rich man in the New York Bay Area. Why do you want to work part-time as a cheap painter on the Internet? Is there something wrong with his brain?"
Komatsu Taro's tone was full of confusion.
He felt that he saw a famous thoroughbred horse that could have made a name for himself in the JRA (Osaka Chuo Jockey Club, RB's largest commercial sports event), but went to pull a carriage in a rural area like Yamagata Prefecture.
Was this a kick in the fucking head?
"Mr. Komatsu, maybe President Komatsu has protected you too well, so that you don't know the cruelty of this world."
Sakai Kazunari turned his head and made a fat nasal noise.
He was born into a poor student, so of course he was not impoverished. However, in the circle of art students, where family conditions were generally relatively good, Professor Sakai's family background could only be described as shabby.
When he was in college, Kazushi Sakai raised his tuition to study in Spain. He drove his broken-down Honda and wandered the streets of Tokyo working as an art tutor for the children of wealthy families. He also once hid in tourist attractions. Watching the supervisor sell sketches to others.
Even his favorite dish, beef roasted bird, could only be eaten once a week. At one time, his body fat rate was only 16%, and he was starved to death.
At this time, he was a little unhappy when he heard what Taro Komatsu said: "It is unreasonable and arrogant to put your own ideas into the world of ordinary people."
"Not everyone has the opportunity to be exposed to a good artistic environment and a stage to show themselves."
"I was once invited to study in Central Asia and went to Kyrgyzstan. Before the 1990s, many famous artists were born there. These outstanding art students from remote countries can be sent to Kyrgyzstan through the education system within the Soviet Union. The center of the empire, and then radiating to the whole world through the amplifier of Moscow. But the art there in the past 20s and 30s has become outdated, not because there is no new outstanding blood, but because they have lost the ability to contact the world's avant-garde trends. People I just think of it as an isolated art desert."
"Many painters who paint very well never get a chance to show themselves in their lifetime."
Mrs. Sakai saw that Kazunari Sakai's tone was a little too harsh and wanted to say something.
"Sigh... Xiaosong is right. Selling paintings online for a living is a bit too unconventional for an artist."
Professor Sakai did not submit to his wife’s views this time.
He shrugged and asked: "If every painter could get a status commensurate with his ability, then Van Gogh wouldn't be unknown all his life, right?"
When the example of this most ill-fated legendary painter in the history of art came out, the cafe fell into a brief silence, and no one spoke anymore.
"The world is so big."
Sakai Katsuko slowly exhaled.
She originally thought that she had been exposed to the best art circles in the world since she was a child, and had met all kinds of outstanding young people.
Unexpectedly, when she came to Yangon this time, she not only met a young art student like Gu Weijing who was her own age but was not much inferior to her.
Now, in Mr. Hyperion's new video, a random online painter who appears out of nowhere shows painting skills similar to those of a professor from the famous Breton Academy of Fine Arts.
A hint of excitement flashed in Sakai Katsuko's eyes, as well as a hint of loss.
If Gu Weijing, a peer of his age, only brought him a competitive spirit to compete and win.
This unknown internet painter brought her this talented girl who was touted by RB media as a once-in-a-century talent, but she was left with only frustration.
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.
she knows,
The level displayed by these two illustrations is a completely different level of competition.
Komatsu Taro, who was scolded by Professor Sakai, is silent now.
Kosatsu Taro suddenly realized something. He lowered his head and was busy pressing his cell phone.
"Hell, this could be a wildly talented painter."
Taro Komatsu no longer cares about why this mysterious illustrator makes a living selling illustrations online.
He wanted more.
He originally wanted to get in touch with Professor Leigh Louise, because he judged that as long as Professor Louise's paintings were impressive enough, he would be able to take advantage of the popularity of Mr. Hyperion's new video and the popularity among people.
The professor from the British Academy of Fine Arts should have a considerable increase in net worth.
However, compared with the professor at the British Academy of Art, the illustrator who is still selling paintings online is obviously a better choice.
Just think about it, which one is more profitable: processing ready-made gold bars into gold jewelry and selling them, or discovering an unmined high-purity gold vein somewhere.
Compared with well-known painters who have become famous, any gallery or oil painting agent is more inclined to dig out some unknown treasures.
According to the internationally accepted benchmark contract, the share contract between the gallery and the agent artist is approximately 3:7.
In other words, a painting can be sold for 1,000 yuan, 300 yuan goes to the gallery, and the remaining 700 yuan goes to the artist himself.
However, this general ratio does not actually mean much.
Whoever is more important in the contract between the painter and the gallery has a greater choice.
The first contract that Komatsu Gallery gives to newcomers who are not well-known in the market usually takes a commission of over 65%. Don’t be too disdainful, it is similar internationally.
No one thinks there is anything wrong with this ratio. It is a great honor for a newcomer to be noticed by Komatsu Gallery, which has rich art resources.
But when you reach the level of a well-known painter, this ratio will continue to decrease.
At the level of Uncle Sakai, the choice is once again in the hands of the artist himself.
They usually hold long-term contracts. If they want to poach such artists, the signing fee alone will start at several million dollars, and this is just the beginning of negotiations. You even need to consider giving them a certain amount of shares.
Komatsu Gallery is only No. 1 in Osaka, but not in the world. If we don’t offer an astronomical amount of chips, why should we let you represent us?
"No, wait, these two paintings don't seem to be the same."
Uncle Sakai's head suddenly stretched forward. He squinted his eyes and looked forward as hard as he could, as if he wanted to get closer to the frame in Anna's hand in the lens.
He worked so hard that he even brought Professor Sakai's long-lost neck back to life.
"10%?" the wife asked strangely.
"Something's wrong, something really isn't right."
Uncle Sakai stared at the screen tightly and suddenly coughed: "Although I can't see clearly in the current video, and I can't confirm who painted the two paintings, but the second painting is obviously better."
"And I feel even incredible."
