Western art field.
Since there are prize-winning outlets, there will also be minefields that cannot be touched.
There are two biggest minefields in postwar modern art.
One is the racial issue, and the other is the Fascist thing in World War II. In essence, the two can be said to be the same thing to a certain extent.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, the European right wing is now beginning to rise among the people.
Conservatism prevails.
But the war crimes that caused great suffering to the whole world are still firmly nailed to the pillar of unforgivable shame.
This is the basis of the post-war world order and also forms the basis of artistic ethics common to all countries.
The greatest political correctness in the world.
Privately, there are disgusting politicians in Japan who glorify war crimes, and there are brain-dead underground groups in Europe who continue to engage in racial discrimination. These are all really happening.
But in official settings anyway.
Anyone who dares to touch such a thing will definitely die without any room for maneuver.
This is also a true iron rule.
Forgetting history means betrayal.
Folks are often extremely tolerant of art practitioners and have low moral constraints on them.
A little bit of scum can be tolerated.
Being crazy and mentally ill seems more like a virtue reserved only for artists.
In his later years, Balthus was exposed as a pedophile, and his works were bought.
But if you are exposed to these two things, no joke, you will really be banned, and it will not matter whether the work can be sold legally.
Almost any tasteful collector will have an instinctive psychological aversion to this.
A painting sells for a million dollars?
No,
With this kind of thing on your head, no matter how famous a painter's work is, you won't be able to sell it for a hundred dollars.
It is completely beyond the scope of artistic style.
Gagosian dared to sell, but Gagosian was thrown a rotten egg.
If Leeson dares to sell, Leeson will close down.
None of the bullshit super galleries work.
Kanye was beaten up by thousands of people, which is a good example.
Many people don't know.
Kanye's style is that he often likes to say some very offensive remarks on various occasions.
He may feel that he is very real and unique. In the past, Will Smith's son threw down his sleeves and left the venue angrily because he made fun of black people.
He has stepped on all kinds of landmines in his career, and he has been dancing in the minefield all day long. The public relations team takes quick-acting Jiuxin Pills and comes out to apologize and wipe the floor every three days.
And every time, because of his identity as an artist, he escaped unscathed and attracted many fans.
Until he stepped on a nuclear bomb.
BOOM!
He completely exceeded the limit of public patience and blew himself into pieces all over the sky.
No matter how many quick-acting Jiuxin pills the agent gave him, he could not revive his career, which had become a corpse.
Sir Brown formed a huge interest group.
But Kanye himself is a huge interest group. Being the richest black man in the history of mankind is not just Kanye's bragging.
Coconut is a trendy brand that can earn billions of dollars a year.
No matter how heartbroken Adi was, he had to throw it away.
"Bitch, why? Why? Why..."
Sir Brown needs a quick-acting life-saving pill right now.
When Anna said Adolf's name on the stage, the old jazz man's heart seemed to be pinched by a hand, and he almost died of a heart attack.
His first reaction was.
It's over.
My precious "Muse Project" is going to be in big trouble.
Kanye took a side shot and killed him.
And Anna directly took the Gatling and fired at everyone in the audience who had no room for maneuver.
It took less than 20 seconds for Sir Brown to go from the pinnacle of glory in his life to being shrouded in an unprecedented crisis of public opinion.
The world is spinning.
When yellow mud falls into the crotch, it is either feces or feces.
Slapping the detective cat to death was like staining the gorgeous crown with a drop of fly blood.
With this move, Miss Elena pushed his public image directly into the cow dung truck.
Some things just can't be cleaned.
Regardless of the outcome of the incident, he will be cast under the shadow of the "moustache-like" comment for the rest of his life.
No matter how many times you defend yourself, or how many times you explain it, the result will most likely be that the public image will always have a vague odor, or if it is not handled well, it will turn into a street rat and smell bad for ten miles in the wind.
He hates it.
He wanted to tear Miss Elena off the stage and cut her into pieces.
I also want to drag out the person who proposed to give a joint speech and cut him to pieces.
In addition to the rage in his heart, the greater feeling was confusion.
Yes.
Sir Brown was confused and at a loss.
WHY? ? ?
Even though his mind was about to explode thinking about it, and he reviewed it a thousand or ten thousand times, he still couldn't figure out why Anna did this.
Go crazy!
If you have something to say, please tell me!
A sister who can talk about anything.
The world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable, why are you dragging everyone to commit suicide?
"If you are mentally ill, tell me. If you tell me, I will run away and earn my own money. I will never bully you so arrogantly, but we can't turn into bombers just because we don't agree with each other! This It’s really outrageous.”
Sir Brown was angry, annoyed...and extremely aggrieved and punched the armrest bitterly.
Such an unreasonable madwoman.
The most annoying!
He lost so unjustly.
Anna's behavior is not the behavior of the young Kangxi to eliminate Obei, eliminate the sycophants, and revitalize the imperial court.
Will she be the winner?
Give me a break.
Anna ignited all the remaining prestige of the Elena family in the most brilliant way, put it on her body and rushed towards her with open arms, resolutely leading everyone to finish the game together.
She would rather burn herself to death than drag them all into the water.
In these few seconds, at the moment she threw out this "treasonous" statement.
Anna must be the most talked-about head of the Irina family in the past few generations.
What BBC, NBC, CBS, CNN...
All the mainstream television news programs in the Western world will surely compete to cover today's news program.
You can tell by looking at the reporters in the media area. They are all happily sending text messages to their bosses, their faces are flushed, and they are so excited that they are almost climaxing.
They were all so happy!
Invincible's shocking big news hit him on the head inexplicably.
No matter how much attention the European Art Annual Conference receives, it is only a matter in a small circle of art circles. At most, in this session, it has attracted some attention from economics-related fields.
suddenly.
It became a super hot political topic right in front of reporters’ eyes.
for this kind of news.
Reporters would rather run to the Antarctic barefoot to report it all.
The most direct response is the number of real-time viewers of the annual meeting.
Some quick-responsive people have already posted on Twitter what just happened, and various small circles are calling friends and relatives to watch the live broadcast.
The number of viewers on TV was actually gradually declining during the three-hour opening speech of the annual meeting.
At this moment, the ratings of all TV stations covering the annual meeting began to rise again.
Moving faster is webcasting.
On several Internet platforms, the backend staff quickly delivered hot spots and arranged the transmission link to the live broadcast room in the most prominent position on the client homepage.
There are also websites that are not too serious about watching the excitement, and have posted articles such as - "Shocking scene, the artist's annual meeting turns into a far-right event?" 》.
This kind of live broadcast room title is full of gimmicks.
Countless viewers who were watching the video during their leisure time poured in curiously and asked what happened in the comment area.
In just half a minute.
Gu Weijing watched helplessly as the number of viewers in his TIKTOK live broadcast room rapidly increased by thousands, heading towards the 30,000 mark.
This is just, just the beginning.
It can be said.
The Habsburg family fled in 1918.
No.
Even earlier, in the hundreds of years since the Irina family withdrew from the core of European politics in the 19th century, its head has never received as much attention as Anna at this moment.
In an instant.
She has once again affected the current political hot topics across Europe.
It's like time is going back here.
The era when Count Irina was at her peak, most glorious, and most eye-catching, walking among the royal families of Germany, Austria, England, and France, and becoming the darling of newspapers with long sleeves and good dancing, is back again.
But this is only temporary.
The price of this short-lived brilliance was to burn away all the good connections, all the connections, and all the influence in the upper-class art circles accumulated by my ancestors.
Reality is often full of black humor.
Sir Brown said that he wanted to declare war on the world, but in fact, he united most of the people in the upper-class art circle and just wanted to trample a poor kitten to death in order to show his dignity.
Miss Elena said that she wanted to be a mascot that made everyone happy.
But he led these masters fiercely and decisively and jumped off the cliff together.
From the moment she stepped off the stage.
She is the enemy and enemy of all those who join the "Muse Project" and will never stop fighting.
This means.
Miss Elena has become the most hated being in the entire upper-class art circle.
Many people are in pure interest alliance with Sir Brown.
If there is room for maneuver, they are very willing to avoid offending both "Oil Painting" and the Irina family, and benefit from both sides.
Now.
Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.
Everyone has completely become the enemy who killed his father.
Those who belong to the Liu family are right-leaning, and those who belong to the Lu family are left-leaning.
There is no room for maneuver or mediation.
In the art world, calling someone a "Nazi" means trying to kill someone.
No different.
Sir Brown is a mustache, what are we all?
Gestapo?
If public opinion thinks you are right, all members of the Muse Project will die.
This thing is the same as the guest list of Epstein’s private Loli Island, and has the same effect as Death Note, killing someone socially.
The list of Loli Island still needs to be checked by the police.
Sir Brown just read the list of artists for the Muse Project on the stage for five or six minutes.
In the minds of great artists, the social death of a career is not much different from the real death of a person.
Excuse me.
We don't want to die.
I have no choice but to go all out and try my best to trample you to death.
Before, Ms. Leeson wanted to invite her to come over as art director, and Gagosian secretly sent Anna a text message with a wink.
Just look at the gloomy faces of these gallery owners now.
Anyone who is in cahoots with the Elena family at this moment is making enemies of everyone.
Even if there is no actual personal grudge between the two parties, they can only run as far as they can to avoid the plague.
If you injure the enemy a thousand, you will injure yourself a thousand.
The Muse Project is in big trouble, and the Elena family is also in big trouble.
Just one light and one dark.
It's hard to say who is in more trouble.
So Sir Brown couldn't understand, he thought Anna was crazy.
From a profit-loss ratio perspective, by doing this on stage, she cut herself off from the art world, which was obviously a loss to her grandma’s family.
Does a suicidal act that harms everyone indiscriminately do Anna any good?
Sir Brown thought for a long time.
He found.
From the beginning to the end, the only pure beneficiary of this incident turned out to be... the detective cat who was not worth mentioning in his heart.
This kitten has been crucified.
Anna exploded like this.
It was as if an angel would rather be burning with fire than rush up to it and carefully carry it back from the execution platform.
Originally, Detective Cat was not qualified to compare with Sir Brown.
it's good now.
A lump in one's throat is not enough to describe Sir Brown's mood.
The detective cat wasn't a fishbone stuck in his throat, but a fly or poop stuck in his trachea.
Can't spit it out, can't swallow it.
The key is that it's so disgusting.
From now on, whenever Detective Cat participates in an art exhibition and does not win an award, the public will think that Sir Brown is a Nazi and an evil mustache.
Winning the award means slapping Sir Brown's old face wildly.
Only participate once.
It will be turned out and drawn once.
Thinking of such a bleak future, Sir Brown felt his heart throbbing crazily.
"Could it be that Anna did this for that little painter?"
In line with the political principle that the biggest gainer is the main motivation, an inference subconsciously appeared in the chairman's mind.
Then.
Even in such a gloomy state of mind.
Sir Brown also suddenly laughed.
In front of the stunned and puzzled eyes of everyone around him, and in front of the live television cameras around the world, he seemed to be possessed by anger and madness.
The face is distorted.
Silent laughter bent over.
The failure of his muse plan.
This is a major crisis in the careers of masters in the entire Western art world, and it can evolve from a major crisis into a major scandal at any time.
Anna Elena's decisive self-destruction.
only……
Is it because Detective Cat is like this, a cat and a dog that has no place on the stage and is not worthy of being looked at by any of the participants present?
She deserves it too.
Rather than believe this, Sir Brown might as well believe that Anna simply had a brain cramp.
To know.
The other party paid the price not only for offending the art circle, but also for possibly offending the entire Austrian government.
There is such a thing as historical baggage.
To get rid of the cover-up, it takes decades of whitewashing.
To be exposed, all it takes is one sentence.
For so many years, Austria has tried desperately to downplay it and become a glorious art country, a holy place for young literary and artistic idealists.
Throw all the burden of World War II on its German neighbors, and Germany is weighed down by this burden. No matter how strong its economic development is and how great its contribution to the EU member states, it cannot be the big brother of Europe.
Finally, the nails showed signs of loosening.
result.
Right at the door of my own house, my beautiful young lady, at the most important large-scale public event, unceremoniously knocked back with a hammer.
[24,000 enthusiastic citizens gathered under the bronze sculpture in Heroes Square, which represents the national symbol, and shouted, Heil hitler! 】
Just the impact of this sentence on the international community and the fatal impact it has brought may not be able to be washed away in the next ten years.
The president next to him must have felt that he was a loser.
I might be in a worse mood than he is.
At most, he was scolded.
And Anna, the person who took the initiative to pop the pustules.
If you meet such a fanatical conservative nationalist while walking on the street, you may be shot.
Thinking of this, Sir Brown suddenly felt that his angina seemed to be much better.
"Calm down, calm down. A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Well... originally the Muse Project was just a loose alliance of interests. Everyone like Gagosian is an ambitious person, and they must be thinking of replacing me. Although the situation is very bad now. , but if we can use the external pressure of the Elena family to completely unite under my command, it may not be a bad thing."
Brown knew that saying "it's not necessarily a bad thing" was just to comfort himself.
The current situation couldn't be worse.
But there are some things, even if it is a matter of making amends, doing it is better than never doing it.
He has always been a decisive activist.
He took out his cell phone and started sending a message to Oler.
"Stop her. I know that you, Kruger Bank, have always had your own connections in the field of journalism. Move faster, every second counts now. The one who moves faster will win!!!"
He typed a few letters.
I also think this efficiency is too slow.
Directly broadcast the phone call, covering his mouth with his hand to prevent someone from reading his lips through the video when watching the video in the future.
As soon as the call was connected, he lowered his voice and said anxiously.
"How is that possible? Do you think bankers are God! I know a few Hollywood journalists and newspaper editors, but this is current affairs news, not gossip about a celebrity dating someone else in a coffee shop! This is not 1930. No tycoon in Europe has such influence in the press world to suppress this kind of news."
"There are no less than twenty important media outlets at the scene. Various news has begun to spread randomly on the Internet. Besides, who do you think my cousin is? She is also very well-connected in the Austrian media industry."
Oller's voice sounded even more annoyed than he was.
"Shit, shit, shit. It was you who proposed the joint speech, and you are responsible for it. We invested a lot of money, and now, Sir! We are all screwed-"
A waste that fails to succeed but fails to succeed.
Sir Brown pinched his scalp and resisted the urge to rush over and take a few kicks. He was such an irresponsible fool and wanted to shirk responsibility now.
"Shut up, it's not over, not yet."
"That was before, and now, the entire Austrian government will be on our side, and they don't want to fucking leave us. For your damn investment, you must not let the damn mainstream political media, fucking The damn 'Nazi' label is placed on our heads, understand! If we can't stop the spread of news, we must let mainstream public opinion stand on our side!"
hard to imagine.
How could a person express such an angry tone in such a low voice.
Even Ole was frightened by Sir Brown's string of vulgar "damn"s and "fucking"s.
"Art journalism is my home, so you don't have to worry about it. The key is the battlefield of mainstream public opinion. If you can't do it, just let Mr. Krueger make the call. I don't give a damn if your dad wants to call Murdoch." , the British Prime Minister or the CIA, even if they call aliens, I don’t care, let them buy news, let them hire Internet trolls, no matter how much money is spent, no matter what the cost is. We must win this war of public opinion .”
"You're right, we spent a lot of fucking money, lots and lots of fucking money, and we're going to spend $2 billion as a generous incentive for future art. Why is that bitch on stage? , framed us with empty words. What did she do again!"
Sir Brown slowly calmed down.
"Steady, Ole, steady, many people will help us in this matter, the advantage is ours. No matter how you think about it, we have the home court advantage of public opinion."
He pressed the call.
Miss Elena still stood on the stage like a quiet mascot.
One word from her.
The order of the entire art world was blown into a mess, like an ant nest under heavy rain and floods, and everyone was busy trying to escape.
Only she, the initiator, calmly watched everything happening in the venue.
On the podium under the spotlight, fine dust floated in the air, and they were carried by the air current and slid past Elena.
From the lens far below, in a visual illusion, the golden dust is flying all over the sky, floating towards the sky along the light beam.
This scene is so beautiful.
Like an angel sublimating under intense burning, it is slowly flying away in the golden light.
"Bah bang bang!"
Sudden applause rang out in the venue, just like the loud music of square dancing suddenly sounded in the silent night.
In that minute of silence.
Discussion, shock, anger, disbelief, heartbreak, anger...
The entire venue of the New Art Center, from the excited reporters to the furious guests, was like a portrait of all living beings in the market.
There are all kinds of people.
No one applauded.
Cao Xuan just watched this change of events with great interest, acting as a good spectator who had nothing to do with the stage play.
Lao Yang would not risk the world's disapproval by applauding at such a time.
Now if you applaud, it means you have offended a large group of people to death.
Someone forced him with a gun, but Lao Yang didn't dare to dare.
The guests all looked in shock at the direction where the applause came from.
"Funny, so funny, and so pretty. I love her, so much! Be my model and let me draw you a picture."
(End of chapter)
