Almighty painter

Chapter 357 Judges
"Dad, do you have any good suggestions for modifying this painting?" Shengzi saw her father's arrogant look and asked in a funny way.

Only then did Kazunari Sakai wake up.

He didn't call to praise Gu Weijing or tell the kid that he had met the criteria for winning the award.

I am here to criticize the other party with a stormy attitude and give him suggestions for improvement.

"There are still many places that can be improved...well, there are indeed many...too many..."

He sat up slightly, tilted his head forward, and adopted a stern expression.

The whole person's appearance was solemn, just like the judges on a variety show who were about to criticize the contestants, and then——

I held it in for a few minutes.

Professor Sakai Kazunari didn't say a word.

"Can't you see it at all? Hey, I just told Gu Jun that my father is the most powerful."

Gu Weijing is still waiting.

Shengzi had already unceremoniously revealed the truth about her father just posing without making a sound.

The girl didn't know whether to be happy or regretful, so she shook her head.

"What are you talking about! Didn't I just point out that the texture of his fingers is dull and craftsmanship? This is enough for him to practice, Katsuko."

Uncle Sakai seemed to hear the sound of his glorious image being shattered in the girl's heart, as if an arrow had been shot in the chest, and he immediately patted his belly anxiously and argued.

Can you blame him?

It's obviously your boyfriend's fault.

Who would have expected that Gu Weijing's painting skills would improve so quickly. It would be like a national team's football coach running to coach the football teams of rural schools in relatively remote areas such as Shimane and Akita. Regardless of training methods and physical fitness plans, As long as you apply some mature experience in tactical actions, you can achieve rapid improvement in a week.

This is the so-called dimensionality reduction attack.

But once you face a mature and professional football crowd, even just children like U13 and U15, if you want to say a few words and rely on a few correct stretching movements and running moves, you will instantly bring about a completely different improvement. It's impossible.

Because they are mature enough.

The assistant coaches and physical training that I come into contact with every day are all very professional. Any improvement will only be a matter of hard work accumulated over time.

From 40 points to 80 points, and from 80 points to 100 points, the difficulty and workload are completely different. For other great artists, it is not something that can be figured out in a few words on the phone.

Professor Kazunari Sakai felt very aggrieved and had to take two more sips of celery juice.

I knew earlier.

He wouldn't make this call so casually.

"There are a lot of questions, so be it. You take some high-definition photos for me. Lucky for him, I will personally make a list of questions and send them to you in a while."

In order to maintain the adoration of my daughter.

Uncle Sakai had no choice but to resort to delaying tactics.

If he says that the painting "Good Luck Orphanage Under the Sun" is perfect in his eyes, he is overestimating Gu Weijing and underestimating Professor Sakai's professionalism.

Just use the pen method.

If Kazunari Sakai thought about it, he could pick out a whole host of problems.

But it doesn't make any sense.

Unlike the finger painting method, which is so young that you have never practiced it at first glance, no one can point out the shortcomings of professional second-level painting techniques in just a few words.

First of all, this is an online class.

It is easy to say something like "the lines are not round enough, not soft enough, not romantic enough", but Uncle Sakai is not really at an art exhibition when the judges are writing deliberation speeches and giving instructions on each other's painting methods. Such words are too vain. .

If he wanted to clearly draw the qualitative difference, Uncle Sakai would have to go to the studio in person and take a paintbrush to demonstrate.

Secondly, what if the demonstrated painting is more powerful?After the demonstration, Gu Weijing learned about it, so he couldn't let the other party follow the painting step by step.

Pen proficiency improves very slowly. There is definitely a difference whether or not someone teaches you, but the difference is not too big.

Professor Lin Tao’s “Apple Aesthetic” is the best.

Kazunari Sakai also had to hold back some short and concise art theory in order to be able to live up to the awesomeness he boasted in front of his daughter, which "made Gu Weijing worship him to the ground, and his level gradually increased."

Professor Sakai is also a face-saving person.

Relying solely on art experience and blindly overpowering him in terms of brushwork skills, the uncle felt that it was too low.

"Oh, life is so difficult for middle-aged men." Sakai Kazunari's belly trembled.

If his wife wants him to lose weight, he has to work out like crazy.

If you want to show off in front of your daughter, you have to kneel down to finish it.

Life is not easy, the uncle sighed.

Professor Sakai held his mobile phone and scratched his head while looking at the photos, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

Even a tough guy like a bald physical trainer, when he heard Professor Kazunari Sakai sighing about being squeezed by life, he thought of his girlfriend who was about to get married, and the high mortgage loan in the 23rd ward near Tokyo, as if he was being stabbed by a sharp sword. In his heart, the sharp-edged eight-pack abs also trembled for a while.

"Mr. Sakai, take a good rest. Let's just do some strength training at night. We won't do any more anaerobic training."

"Ah."

Perhaps people's joys and sorrows are destined to be different, and class is like a gap.

But at this moment.

The macho man with an annual income of 530 million yen and the fat man with a package contract price of 5000 million U.S. dollars looked at each other, speechless, and they actually felt empathy.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious.

Only the music in the gym is noisy and fiery no matter what the atmosphere and mood of the people are. It has a kind of unkindness and vicissitudes of treating all things as stupid dogs.
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The music in the gym is still hot.

Riki Amada, who earns 2500 million yen a year, hummed a tune, threw the keys of his BMW M4 sports car to the front desk for storage, and walked briskly into the training room.

As a tenured professor in the Art History Department of Tama Art University, he is a famous professional curator of art exhibitions in Japan.

Amada Rikiya has a square face, long eyes, a big nose, and gray hair. He looks a bit like the famous writer Haruki Murakami. His living habits are also very similar to the kind of sports enthusiasts that often appear in Murakami's novels. Even though he has a high fever, He is also a sports fanatic who gets up at 6:30 every day and does aerobics regularly.

Adhering to the habit of fitness brings good health. Although I have reached the age of retirement, I still look full of energy.

He is the kind of typical appearance that could be printed on the propaganda poster of the "Amendment of the Employment Security Act for Elderly Persons" introduced by the Senate, proving that Japan is ready to start exploring the era of "70-year-old retirement".

Riki Amada doesn't feel old at all.

Some cities always maintain youthful vitality. Even if they are aging seriously, they are still bustling with entertainment and restlessness, such as Tokyo at your feet.

It is very interesting that Japan, one of the major industrial countries of fuel vehicles, has prepared surveys and statistics.

In Japan's relatively repressive social environment.

On the streets of Tokyo, there are two types of people who drive high-powered performance cars roaring through the neon streets of Shibuya and Chiyo.One type is young people aged 23 or [-] who wantonly squander the beauty of youth with their parents’ money.

The other type is the old men wearing leather jackets and sunglasses, holding cigarettes and cigars.

Most of their children have graduated from college or have no children at all. They have no pressure in life and choose to use their savings over the years to reminisce about their youth spent in hard work.

Yu Tianli, who has lived here for many years, has also acquired a cosmopolitan atmosphere, and it can even be said that he did it intentionally.

As a top art curator.

Mr. Amada hopes that his image in social media will be cooler, more trendy, and more artistic in this era where young people in Japan are becoming increasingly "old-weary" online.

He is a member of the Suzuka Circuit Racing Club, and this year he specially ordered a valuable imported McLaren from Woking, London, even though it will cost him a whole year's income.

Thinking about the cool gull-wing doors and the way he opened the door and appeared in the spotlight of reporters, Professor Amada thought it was worth it.

of course.

Art is not a nightclub.

His ability to become a tenured professor at Tama University was certainly not due to the crystal car keys on his belt, but to his glorious resume of having planned more than five large-scale art exhibitions and art festivals, including the Yokohama Triennale.

His status in Japan is what Curator Tonks is in England.

Strictly speaking, it's slightly worse.

After all, he is only a tenured professor at Tama, not the head of the art history department, let alone the principal of Tama.

But in Japan, where there is a stronger sense of hierarchy, the respect Rikiya Amada receives is even worse than that of Curator Tonks.

You can get a glimpse of it just by looking at the way the guy at the gym front desk bows.

Riki Amada bowed slightly in return, then took the gym bag handed to him at the front desk and went to the locker room to change clothes.

"Professor Sakai, you came to work out again today. Good evening. How about we go for a run together?"

The moment Amada hung the bone conduction headphones on his auricles, he noticed Uncle Sakai in the rest area who was practicing rowing with a small maracas in his arms.

With a physique like Kazunari Sakai's, his conspicuousness in the gym is no less impressive than that of a bikini girl wearing only a three-point swimsuit.

It's impossible not to get noticed.

Like the previous two days, he immediately set off and walked over, taking the initiative to say hello to Uncle Sakai.

The awesomeness of great curators can be divided into three levels.

The most awesome ones are the big names who have defined the historical level of art, such as Aguirre Oliva, the former chairman of the organizing committee of the Venice Biennale, Arnold Bode who created the Carnegie Art Exhibition, or and the curator Pontou Gourdain, director of the Center Pont du Arte for the first retrospective of Andy Warhol.

The second level is Juben, the top curator in the world who has promoted the development of a country's art, such as Vincenzo Sanfo, the chairman of the Italian National Cultural Center, and the undisputed NO.1 in the Japanese curatorial circle. Cai Guo-Qiang of Eastern Xia and Fumio Nanjo, international curator of Nashat Iran.

At another level are well-known local curators like Amada Rikiya and Tonks.

Defining art history depends on luck, and participating painters are more important than curators.

Ame Tianli didn't dare to hope.

But the line between a big shot like him and a giant run isn't that hard to cross.

The biggest gap is whether you have had the opportunity to curate a top exhibition like Venice or Carnegie.

Just like the Lasker Prize, Shaw Prize, and Wolf Prize, these awards are all very impressive, but they sound different from the Nobel Prize after all.

Similar life, similar class, Amada Riki also faced similar bottlenecks and troubles in his career to Tonks.

Director Tonks hopes to gain international fame through this year's Singapore Biennale.

Riki Amada fixed his hopeful eyes on the plump Professor Sakai.

He has always hoped that Kazunari Sakai would give him the opportunity to design the next personal exhibition.

"Professor Amada, good evening."

Kazunari Sakai smiled and nodded: "No, I'm going to take a rest tonight. I'll take a bath later, get a massage to relax my muscles, and then go to bed."

Say hello.

Professor Sakai thought for a moment.

He did not continue training immediately. After waving to the physical trainer next to him, he stood up and took the initiative to walk towards Amada Rikiya.

"Senior Amada, would you like to chat for a few words?"

"Oh, it's convenient. Go to the cafe outside, or right here."

Amada Riki was also a little flattered.

In Japanese society, elders are orderly, but the art world does not respect this.Kazunari Sakai should be the most valuable artist in Tama Art Academy in the past ten years.

People are willing to call him "senior" to give him face.

Not that he had to rush up to beg Kazunari Sakai to let him hold the exhibition.

However, Issei Sakai wanted to ask a master of Fumio Nanjo's caliber to give him a solo exhibition. As long as the negotiation was good, there would be no chance.

For a curator of Rikiya Amada's caliber, there are many spaces for him to choose from internationally.

"I'd really like to treat you to a cup of coffee, but unfortunately I'm not allowed to go out before the weight loss training is over." Sakai Kazunari smiled, "Just chat here for a few words, it won't take up too much of your time."

"Okay, I didn't know Professor Sakai..."

"That's right. If I thought correctly, you probably also received the jury invitation letter from the Singapore Biennale Organizing Committee, right?"

Uncle Sakai asked casually.

The winners of the Singapore Biennale are jointly decided by the organizing committee and the jury.

The organizing committee is the organizer of the art exhibition. There are only a dozen experts and scholars in total. The specific list was announced several years ago. The organizing committee is responsible for the topic selection and planning of the entire exhibition.

In order to maintain fairness as much as possible.

Art exhibition officials will also invite many domestic and foreign art experts, art critics, and media reporters to form a large jury during the exhibition.

"Oh, yes, of course. They asked me to come over and be a judge in August. Several people took it."

Amada Riki didn't know why Sakai Kazunari suddenly mentioned this matter.

He nodded in confusion, "But I haven't decided yet whether to agree. Oh, the foreign monks like to chant sutras. Since they didn't choose me to be the art director at the beginning, I might not be happy to go and be a judge."

He curled his lips and murmured.

A few years ago, Yutian came into contact with the Cultural Affairs Bureau of Singapore, and he even had the opportunity to become the international curator of the Singapore Art Exhibition.

It was only the British Mika Tonks who was chosen in the end that made him regretfully miss out on the most watched art exhibition in Asia this summer and autumn.

(End of this chapter)