Almighty painter

Chapter 192 Peacock
"Is this painting he prepared for the Singapore Biennale?"

Mrs. Sakai compared the draft of Gu Weijing's painting in her mind, and suddenly said, "It's quite a thoughtful choice."

It is a very smart way to hit the Lion City Art Exhibition with such a painting style.

Mrs. Sakai's face remained calm, and she gave Gu Weijing another sneaky look in her heart.

"You also want to participate?"

"Mom, I want to give it a try. Didn't you also say that this year Singapore is a good stage to show yourself?"

Sakai Katsuko looked at his mother's face and said tentatively.

"It is a very good stage, but the competition is unprecedentedly fierce. Now the time is too tight. Didn't we agree to participate in the Yokohama Triennale in the second half of next year?"

Mrs. Sakai glanced at her daughter's longing expression.

She casually explained Miss Shengzi's little thoughts: "Why, the reason why you suddenly changed your mind is probably because you want to debut with your sweetheart, and you think it's very romantic, right?"

"Mom, the two art exhibitions in Lion City and Yokohama are not in conflict."

Sakai Katsuko was a little shy.

"There is no conflict, but the meaning of your first real debut is different depending on the results you get."

"Lion City Art Exhibition, your father can only help you in a limited way. Let me ask you, Shengzi, if you are asked to submit anonymously to the organizing committee to participate in the selection this year, do you think you can conquer the critical eyes of the judges? Do you rely on your own ability to get a booth in the professional group?"

Mrs. Sakai did not directly deny her daughter's idea, but thought for a moment before asking.

Sakai Katsuko hesitated slightly.

Looking at her mother's questioning eyes, she wanted to nod and promise that she could do it.

But Katsuko Sakai hesitated for a long time,

She carefully judged her painting level, and finally said in a low voice: "In this year, I am actually not very confident. I thought, if I can't participate in the master group, I will go to the amateur student group under the age of 28." , it’s actually not bad, it’s acceptable.”

"Well, yes, it's fair."

Facing her daughter's unconvincing answer.

On the contrary, Mrs. Sakai nodded in satisfaction: "If you promise me that you will definitely be able to participate in the exhibition here, I will definitely not agree to your request."

"If my daughter gets carried away by love and loses even the basic self-knowledge, I will be really disappointed."

"In this case, how about you come and listen to your mother's opinion?"

asked the middle-aged woman.

Sakai Katsuko nodded obediently.

"You want to participate in the exhibition with Gu Weijing. In principle, I have no objection. It must be a very sweet memory to debut with your sweetheart in the same art exhibition. I support you."

Mrs. Sakai's tone was gentle, but the meaning in her words became much stricter: "But Katsuko, you told me—'You have to give it a try, the amateur student group, it's actually not bad.' This mentality is not quite right. gone."

"You are Katsuko Sakai, the daughter of Kazunari Sakai, a great artist whose sales volume ranks among the top [-] in Japanese history. Since she was a child, she has been hailed by the media as a once-in-a-century painting genius. Everyone is looking forward to your works and achievements. Others Excellence in your eyes is mediocrity to you."

"Your goal can't just be 'not bad, acceptable', and your mentality of participating in an art exhibition should not be just to try."

"Victor."

The lady took her daughter's hand.

"My daughter is someone who is destined to have a dazzling career with sparks and lightning, and let the world's art spotlight shine on you. The student group of the Lion City Art Exhibition, or the master group of the Yokohama Triennale, which starting point is right It's better for you, so you don't need to say more."

Sakai Katsuko remained silent.

It is untenable to be a chicken head rather than a phoenix tail in an art exhibition.

The student group is the student group, and the master group is the master group.

No matter how beautiful the chicken head is, it is still a grass chicken, but the phoenix tail is the feather of a divine bird.

No matter how lively the works submitted by the students are, they can only dominate among the monkeys.

In the eyes of the world, your evaluation is still "excellent child", at most you can add that the future can be expected.

But the master group,

It is an adult world where real professional painters compete with each other, and it belongs to the peak arena for artists.

All professional artists need a stage where they can prove their abilities.

Collectors and the public also need an intuitive and convincing standard to judge the artistic and aesthetic value of a painter's works.

To put it in a more utilitarian and blatant way—art buyers need to determine how much a work signed with your name is worth.

Before the [-]th century, this stage for displaying itself was the official salon in Paris, and after the [-]th century, it became a master group of various modern art exhibitions.

Gustav Klimt, Dali, Damien Hirst, Yayoi Kusama... The most colorful pages in the personal biographies of these great artists almost all happened at the Venice Biennale. Competition for the Golden Lion Award.

It is a milestone achievement in the life of every well-known great artist to win an award at the top art biennale.

Since then, the value has undergone a dramatic transformation.

Before participating in the exhibition, you are just an ordinary painter. After participating in the exhibition, you will become one of the masters.

Simply being able to participate in the competition itself is a very dazzling qualification, and it is an affirmation of the artistic value contained in your works.

Even if it's just a corner position in the main exhibition hall of the master group, you can get a big player with a small booth.

The traffic and attention he got is not comparable to the champion of the student group.

Katsuko Sakai can indeed participate in the Singapore Art Exhibition this year and then the Yokohama Triennale next year.

It's just that the meaning is completely different.

The achievements of the first official debut of your career represent your first anchor position in the hearts of galleries and collectors.

The higher the starting point, the smoother the entire career will often be.

Sakai Katsuko has won various juvenile artist awards since she was a child, and she has a bright future. She does not need a student group entry record to prove herself.

she knows,
What I really need is to prove to the gallery that she is a mature artist and not a good kid.

"Shengzi, whether you can participate or not, the decision should be in your own hands, not mine."

Mrs. Sakai shrugged: "There is less than half a year before the Lion City Art Exhibition. You can sign up first, if you can come up with a convincing work. Let me and your dad think you have done it well." Prepare, then of course you can go to the exhibition.”

She flicked her daughter's forehead.

"I have no objection to your idea of ​​participating in the Lion City Art Exhibition. I dream that my daughter will be able to shine like a queen on the Singapore stage this year. What I object to is that you are not ready. to compete."

Sakai Katsuko had to admit that what her mother said was indeed very reasonable.

"Get ready... If I draw a work that makes you feel sure that you can pass the audition of the jury's professional group, you will let me participate, right?"

After thinking about it, the girl asked.

"Of course it can be understood in this way. I hope to see you paint a painting that is full of emotion and hits people's hearts directly."

Mrs. Sakai thought for a while and put forward her own suggestion: "Katsuko, your painting skills are not bad. However, if you want to show your talents among professional painters, you should let your brushstrokes sink, and you need to create deeper paintings. s work."

"The brush is the carrier of the artist's emotions, and you have to learn to let your works speak for themselves," said Mrs. Sakai.

"It's actually hard—"

Sakai Katsuko tilted her head.

There are only more than 100 days left until the deadline for soliciting papers for the art exhibition.

Learning to incorporate emotion into a picture is no easier than improving your drawing skills.

"It's definitely not easy." Mrs. Sakai didn't rush, "The goal is there. If you think it can't be achieved, we will wait another year. You are still very young."

"——but Mom, I think I feel a little bit. Today I saw Gu Weijing draw a picture, and I felt a miraculous vitality."

Sakai Katsuko's eyelashes drooped, but her tone was firm: "Maybe I can really do it, maybe."

Today, she watched Gu Weijing copying Carroll's paintings, and felt that there was a miraculous fire burning under his pen.

When Gu Weijing finished painting,
She seemed to see light and shadow and thunderstorm spilling from the canvas into the surrounding air.For a moment, she really believed that this was a miracle bestowed by the female painter Carroll, who was in the dark kingdom of heaven.

This kind of shock made Sakai Katsuko feel as if she had been hit in the heart.

The sense of blockage that has always separated her works from the real world has been revealed.

Especially at the moment when she boldly took Gu Weijing's hand, she felt that her whole body was filled with a wonderful sense of happiness, and her chest was full of desires that she had never expressed before.

This expressed desire,
called love.

"At that time, if I had a paintbrush in my hand, I would definitely be able to paint works full of emotion."

Sakai Katsuko thought about it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Come on, lovers can let us learn to love this world more deeply. I look forward to my family's Shengzi bringing me surprises."

Mrs. Sakai did not reveal her accusations against Gu Weijing this time: "You can discuss this feeling with that young man more. If the person you love can become your muse. It will not only bring you happiness, but also achieve success. Your career. Then you're a very lucky girl, and a very lucky painter."

Muse is the goddess in charge of art and music in ancient Greek myths and legends.

In the European art circle,
When every painter feels that his creative inspiration has been stimulated and his skill level is like a miracle, he will often describe himself as being blessed and kissed by the muse.

There are even painters who pray to the muse before painting, such as "God bless, God is above" and other oral habits.

At the same time, muse also specifically refers to heterosexual lovers who can inspire the painter's lust and creative enthusiasm in the circle. In other words, it refers to female models.

In the collection of letters left by painters such as Picasso, Rubens, and Klimt, all the descriptions of "my muse" are all women who have just been in contact.

of course,

As a rule, only the new girls who have just hooked up have this honor, and they are called the "muse" who inspires their creation.

As for married wives or tired old lovers.

In the style of people like Picasso, the general description is usually a "slutty hag" or a "devil who devours people."

"Love should make both parties as dazzling as peacocks with their tails open. Try to show your best side to each other, and it shouldn't be a hindrance that disrupts your life plan."

Mrs. Sakai gave a rare compliment to Gu Weijing: "For example, I think that kid is well prepared if he wants to hit the Singapore Art Exhibition with this painting style."

"You don't want to be overshadowed by your sweetheart if you participate in the exhibition together, right?"

Sakai Katsuko nodded.

"By the way, there is one last thing to talk to you today. Shengzi is a big girl."

Mrs. Sakai hesitated for a few seconds, and then took out a small jet-black box with gold lettering from her pocket.

"I asked for it from the front desk at the hotel. I figured it would be up to me as a mother to give it to you."

"Ok?"

Sakai Katsuko hesitated for a moment, looking at the hot golden English letters of the [Durex Durex] trademark on the small black box, as well as the product category logo of Condoms (condoms).

She stayed for two seconds at first.

Then the pupils dilated, the eyes flustered, and the hands didn't know where to put them on the chest. Rouge-colored smudges emerged from the porcelain-like cheeks, and quickly spread towards the neck and behind the ears.

almost instantly,
Sakai Katsuko was like a shy deer, her earlobes were red enough to bleed.

"Mom, you're making fun of me."

Her lowered head: "If you do this again, I will ignore you."

"Shengzi, don't be shy, this is a very serious matter."

Mrs. Sakai took her daughter's hand and said softly: "When a pure girl like you fell in love for the first time, all her thoughts were tied to boys. The love is so strong that I can't wait to dedicate everything to the other party—"

"mom!"

Katsuko was so ashamed that she almost wanted to jump out of bed and run away.

"Victor."

Mrs. Sakai gently embraced her daughter from behind, "Discussing this kind of thing with you, the degree of embarrassment in my heart is not much less than yours."

"But I, a mother, can't tell you this kind of thing. Who can say it? It's my mother's responsibility, so I have to make it clear today, and you have to listen carefully. "

"You have to listen carefully to what I'm going to say next, and think about it, okay?"

The middle-aged woman gently put her arms around Miss Shengzi's plump shoulders, and whispered in her ear.

Sakai Katsuko was still extremely shy, but she still nodded slightly.

"You know I come from a traditional Catholic family that requires the Ten Commandments and prohibits premarital sex. But I didn't ask you to be religious."

"Honestly, Mom, I didn't really obey this law either."

Mrs. Sakai snorted softly: "However, I hope that if Shengzi really wants to accompany Gu Weijing for a long time, I suggest that even if you think you like each other again, the first kiss, the first night, You have to give slowly and be reserved.”

(End of this chapter)