Almighty painter

Chapter 409 Historical Moment

Cover interviews of "Time Magazine" and "Oil Painting" can serve as a weather vane in Western art media. Even if Banksy casually covers his head with a brown take-out paper bag, this outfit can instantly become an art hobby. The standard portrait of a cynical painter among readers.

Trendsetters and underground painters from all walks of life rushed to follow suit.

For a moment, when you see a man with a paper bag covering his head around some New York art districts, you can't tell whether he is a Banksy cosplayer or someone planning to rob a bank.

That is to say, things like KFC takeout bags are too common and too cheap. Millions of similar garbage are produced on the streets of big cities every day.

Otherwise, even takeout bags may become in short supply, and it is possible that LV, which loves co-branding, will release a Banksy co-branded eco-friendly takeout bag.

Luoyang paper is expensive, which is the promotional influence of top magazines.

The speech at today's annual meeting is like an enlarged and professional version of the interview in Time Magazine.

Art magazines record trends and follow them.

And the Artists' Annual Meeting creates trends.

The so-called trend is not a drop of water, but a large number of water drops gathered together to produce the power to turn the water wheel of the times.

The Salon gatherings of the Impressionist losers in France, the Dada trend in Zurich, the New Concrete movement in Brazil... countless artistic waves that have influenced the times all gave birth to their first flames on similar occasions.

And today.

In the venue of the new art center.

The river flows.

Whether it was the big news about "Oil Painting" or her teacher's closing speech, they were all too important.

Tang Ning knew that this would probably be the most classic annual European art conference in the decades to come.

Maybe people didn’t think anything of it at first.

But it will happen over time.

When the centenary-year-old pre-war painters like Cao Xuan and Richter, and the last afterglow of the Picasso era like Boole, dissipate one by one, a different flavor will emerge.

Very simple point.

This is probably the last time these masters will appear together on the same occasion.

Today is the occasion.

There are more than ten gold medal winners at the Venice Biennale, Kassel Documenta, and the Sao Paulo Biennale in Brazil.

Future generations of art students will recall the memories of their classmates from the Department of Physics, including Einstein, Marie Curie, Planck, Bohr, Pauli, Heisenberg, Schrödinger, etc. Seventeen Nobel laureates gathered together , the mood was like the star-studded fifth Solvay Conference held in Brussels.

With incomparable respect and remembrance, I recall every move of the masters at this annual meeting.

Recall the golden age when art masters gathered together.

of course.

We must not forget that this should be the end of the influence of the extremely long-standing Irina family in the field of art.

The scene of their "abdication ceremony" and the enthronement of Chairman Brown's new emperor.

Times intersect and dynasties change, a historical moment that freezes.

Each artist's classic speech will be played repeatedly on video websites, and even printed in some art textbooks. It is used as extracurricular reading materials and is read repeatedly by high school students studying art.

Just like Martin Luther King’s classic “I Have a Dream” speech.

Has anyone thought about it.

If Martin Luther King was delivering a speech in front of the Lincoln Memorial, he would first come on stage and say, "Bro, recommend my favorite classic black restaurant."

Or at the physics seminar, above the head of a photo of Marie Curie and Einstein, a young man held up "Old Belgian authentic wine-filled chocolates, traditional and delicious, buy one box and get one free, eating will make you smarter!" "What kind of scene will it be like to implant a banner?"

That will definitely be one of the most awesome legendary advertisements in the history of human advertising.

Chanel spent 6000 million US dollars to hire Nicole Kidman to shoot the No. 5 perfume advertisement. Compared with this creative idea, it is simply weak.

If you want to place ads in those situations, others will think you are crazy, and your style of painting will look a little strange.

But today is different.

It is easy for a teacher to casually mention the art exhibition of a student who has just made great achievements and promote it with a few sentences, and no one will think it is excessive.

It is also a matter of course.

He is Mr. Cao's most promising disciple and future successor.

The teacher doesn't like to support her, so who should support her?

Tang Ning knew that this was the best springboard for her to move into art history.

Normally, she would also take this opportunity to freeze and become a part of the historical moment.

Whenever people play and discuss the finale speech of this art annual conference, the name Tangning will be mentioned and paid attention to once.

Stand on the wind and take off.

That's the concept.

A person who could participate in the first Impressionist Salon with Monet and Manet in the past.

Even if he is just a lucky guy with poor painting skills who appears there by chance, he can still be crowned with the great honor of being one of the early Impressionist painters. Nowadays, works can sell for six figures.

But things are a little abnormal now.

The teacher neither agreed nor refused, and he didn't answer her call last night.

This made Tangning have no choice but to call Lao Yang irritably.

"Huh? You don't know what it means? Aren't you my teacher's assistant? This is your job. You get so much money a year..."

Tangning endured it for a while.

That's why he didn't throw the next curse word "What are you doing for food?" in the other person's face.

She still has a certain amount of Qi-nurturing skills.

If her own assistant dared to give her such a perfunctory answer, she would have started to reprimand him. After all, Lao Yang was the person next to the teacher.

Tangning was willing to respect it.

of course.

The value of Lao Yang as a personal assistant is only worth it if she doesn't directly slap the other person in the face with unpleasant words.

She paused slightly. The exterior glass structure of the new art center in Gleze is inlaid with 917 fluorescent panels that can change color blocks. Under the program control of the media center, they can act as a display screen.

After all, it is an old building.

There is no comparison in terms of resolution and clarity with the giant new spherical building screen in Las Vegas. It is essentially just 917 independent pixel color points.

Displaying some simple color blocks and text is enough.

The display screen is changing the masterpiece "Judith" series of works by Klimt, the most important painter in Austrian history and the founder of the Vienna Secession.

A large amount of gold and pink constitute the famous beautiful widow in the Old Testament. The sensual and delicate brushstrokes are diluted by 917 fluorescent screens and projected on the surface of the entire building.

It looks more like a cyberpunk psychedelic feel than Klimt's signature eroticism.

Bizarre colors were thrown onto Tang Ning's face, making her face even more gloomy and uncertain.

Tangning listened to the call for a while longer, her patience finally exhausted.

"Go in and talk to your face."

She adjusted her facial expression and shook her head to ensure that her gloomy mood would not be photographed by reporters, and then she walked into the venue.

Tang Ning was one of the invited guests at the annual meeting.

However, she did not have the opportunity to speak at the opening ceremony.

So her seating area is not in the same area as the teacher.

Tangning stretched out her hand with a smile and said hello to the familiar artists and gallery owners. She turned to the media area and paused casually for a moment, making sure to give the camera an elegant and non-contrived profile.

Only then did he find a place to sit down.

"I'm at B17, come find me." She quickly edited a text message on WeChat.

Tang Ning felt that she had just clicked the send button of the message, and in a blink of an eye, the face of assistant Lao Yang, full of flattering smiles, appeared next to her.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Tang, you have been a flying trapeze artist lately. You were in London yesterday morning, and you came to Glitz again today. It's such a rush. You don't know that it's so difficult to buy the nearest air ticket. You wish you could have arrived three days in advance. All the first-class air tickets for the month have been sold out. There are so many rich people nowadays. Teacher Tang, do you know that Kaizi made an appointment with someone to talk about something a few days ago, and it was just a bottle of champagne on the table. Guess Guess? You have to..."

Lao Yang, in a suit and leather shoes, ran over at a trot.

"I'm very busy. The Swatch Group wants to invite me to design a flower-and-bird gongbi joint model for their artist series watches this year. This year is the 50th anniversary of their annual artist limited watch plan. But I think this may not be the best. choice. My agent feels that Swatch’s user profile is too young. She hopes to cooperate with Swatch’s high-end sub-brand Blancpain, rather than taking the civilian route with Swatch, which has larger shipments. As of yesterday At noon, I was still discussing this matter with them."

Tangning looked at her phone without raising her head, just interrupting Lao Yang's thoughts.

"In order to catch up with this annual meeting, I specially borrowed my family's business jet from Senior Brother Liu. I landed at about eight o'clock last night. I was not tired at all. If I didn't stop the plane, it would only take one hour to fly here, but Teacher If you don’t want to see me, it’s very sad.”

"My teachers used to say that Chinese painting is largely done by Asians themselves. In terms of its influence on modern art, to some extent, it is even weaker than that of Japan and South Korea. The words are really ugly, harsh, and harsh. You must also listen. This is not to increase others' prestige, but to face up to the gap. Therefore, we must catch up step by step and seize every opportunity. This is a mission and a responsibility."

A top Asian painter who has reached the level of Tang Ning.

Qualified to be willful and arrogant.

But he will definitely not be an angry idiot.

After a simple emotional management, Tangning's tone was calm. There was no hint of happiness or anger, but she was very dignified.

"Everyone is talking about tolerance, equality, and no distinction between painting schools, regions, and races. Every painter is holding hands to move towards a new era of mankind. This is half true and half false. The art world is very tolerant. Yes, anyway, it is definitely more tolerant than it was a hundred years ago. It is also much more equal than it was when female artists were not allowed to take the stage or when old America practiced racial segregation. Times are progressing, and this is not a lie."

She smiled, but she couldn't tell whether it was emotion or a sneer.

"I don't know what it will be like in a hundred years. But I know that today, the invisible gap still exists in everyone's heart, in the hearts of those gallery owners who smile at you on the surface. It's not that Asian painters are not allowed to go to the top. But you have to make fewer mistakes, put in more effort, and be more successful than all competitors before you can get what is rightfully yours. This is what my teacher taught me, and I deeply believe it."

"It is a great achievement for the teacher to be on stage at an event that is called the European Art Annual Conference. This is a great achievement in his glorious life. But I have gained nothing from every auction, every art exhibition, and every sponsorship contract. It is not easy, and it is also earned through my own efforts. Every time I take a step forward, my worth increases by one dollar, not only for myself, but also for my sisters and sisters behind the substitute to break through the invisible ceiling. I am dedicated to this Proud, I never feel that I have done anything wrong. Lao Yang, tell me, the old man won’t blame me for this kind of thing and doesn’t want to see me, right? "

Lao Yang looked reserved.

Yang Bapi is a powerful figure in the art circle.

A sly smile.

I don’t know how to interface, and I don’t dare to interface.

This was not meant for him at all.

Faced with Tang Ning's request, Mr. Cao never gave an accurate answer, which left Tang Ning with some opinions.

The first thing she did after flying to Gelize last night was to make a phone call. She wanted to go to the hotel to see Mr. Cao and finalize the details of her speech.

result,

He was actually blocked by Mr. Cao.

She is the most favored female disciple by her teacher, and Tangning herself is indeed up to date.

When Lin Tao and the others were learning painting, there were many times when the old man angrily tore up two paintings, scolded them so hard, and wished they had ink smeared on their faces.

Only when he arrived at Tang Ning's place, the old man rarely even said harsh words.

This situation of not being able to see her has never happened before.

Tangning was unhappy.

This statement was clearly made through his mouth and told to Mr.

Lao Yang didn't want to hear it at all.

Caught between the two immortal masters and disciples, he wanted to run away. He wanted to use his toes to dig a hole in the red-carpeted floor and bury his head in it to pretend to be an ostrich.

But now he doesn't listen to anyone.

He could hang up Gu Weijing's call, but how dare he not listen to Tangning's complaints?

Mr. Cao was squinting in the first row, saying he wanted to sleep for a while and not to disturb him before the official opening.

Really asleep or pretending to be asleep, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that the old man has made it clear that he wants to leave Tangning here before the opening. If something like this happens, even if he curses countless MMPs in his heart, Lao Yang will still have to bite the bullet and come over to be the villain.

"How is that possible? You are Mr. Cao's most promising disciple. Mr. Cao is old after all. He has been tired from traveling these past few days and finally wants to sleep for a while. That's all."

Lao Yang wiped his hands on his trouser legs.

"I think so too."

Tangning nodded, put down her phone, pulled out a folded piece of paper from her Hermès handbag and handed it to Lao Yang, "Then I hope you can confirm that the content on this piece of paper appeared in Mr. Cao's speech when he took the stage. No matter how it turns out, I’ll be grateful to you if it’s done.”

(End of this chapter)