Almighty painter

Chapter 426 How to become a great painter

"Before taking the stage, Tangning specially handed a note through her assistant, asking me to announce on her behalf that all of her personal works in "Looking into the Mountains" will be donated to Ms. Elena's family museum, and that Half of the booths in this solo exhibition are open to the public, soliciting submissions from the public. No matter who you are, as long as you draw well enough and have your own artistic ideas, you can participate in this art exhibition. Let the world's stage, Unfolded for you.”

Cao Xuan on the stage applauded lightly and raised the note paper in his hand.

As if to express approval for this decision.

"For the specific submission content and contact information of the curatorial team, please pay attention to Tangning's painter homepage, which will be announced later."

"Wow!"

It is not surprising that the master mentors his disciples at the annual art meeting.

But the decision itself.

It's quite surprising.

From the venue to the Internet, people were talking about it.

"Tang Ning is also very generous this time. Organizing an exhibition will cost a lot of money."

Tang Ning donated a personal art exhibition, so it must be nonsense to be frugal and hungry.

He had to come all the way from London and try his best to make the teacher unhappy. He had to let Mr. Cao advertise for himself when he made his grand appearance at the annual meeting.

She was still confused, aggrieved, angry, confused, inexplicable, and...

It's Tangning.

No matter what.

"What I'm more concerned about is that at the public booth... can anyone contribute? Doesn't this turn the solo exhibition into a small biennale?"

She really, really wanted the teacher to make a name for herself on such an occasion.

Tangning was more than just shocked.

Want to die.

She's crazy to think that.

"Biennale? This is equivalent to holding a joint exhibition with a painter of Tang Ning's level. Unless you can win some important awards at ordinary biennials, there is no such great thing. How big is a solo exhibition for a painter? Glory! Just kidding, who other artist would share his solo exhibition?"

A large solo exhibition at the V&A (Queen Victoria and Prince Albert Museum)!

The most ambitious and expensive personal art exhibition in her life so far.

But if the price is to become famous in the same way as Miss Elena did, she would rather give it away than take it for free.

Liu Ziming, a young man from the shipping family, doesn't care about money at all, and his artistic career has no cost burden at all.

All aspects are an important attempt to do it all from one source.

This is even the reason why Tangning joined the Muse Project.

But those high expenses in the plan——

Tangning felt as if she had been punched in the face, and she felt a little dizzy.

Tang Ning was 10,000 certain that she had never told her teacher what she just said, nor was it written on the piece of paper she asked Lao Yang to pass on.

That's a solo exhibition!

Venue, planning, publicity, sales...

Tangning had already heard the teacher's words as she heard the gold coins in her wallet being thrown into the Thames River, causing ripples.

Even her personal gallery will be greatly affected.

The teacher directly promised to donate it lightly.

Everyone was amazed at the master and disciple's magnanimity.

Not only is this the largest solo art exhibition of her career.

Among the brothers and sisters.

It has no impact on her daily life.

It was also her attempt to break away from the help of galleries and become her own boss.

Miss Elena donated 50 billion and she is still one of the richest people on the planet.

"This should be the closest time in the life of an ordinary art practitioner with no reputation to opening an exhibition in a large museum. Cao Xuan mentors his own disciples, while Teacher Tang Ning chooses to mentor all Chinese painting painters. This is the virtue of a humble gentleman. It's really What a spirit, what a big heart!”

Where is this going?

Lin Tao is backed by the Central Academy of Fine Arts officials and has certain discipline to avoid being easily involved in such a large project that obviously wants to monopolize the right to speak about art.

To know.

Because she had never thought of it that way.

No matter how poor Mashi Gallery is, its current size cannot be matched by Tang Ning alone.

And the most shocked among these people——

What the hell?

"For her, the money for the exhibition itself is a small amount, but if you include the donation of all the paintings and calligraphy works in the exhibition, well, her donation may not be much less than Gagosian."

Even big galleries can't afford to lose, so a person like Tang Ning who works alone can't afford to lose even more.

In the affluent Kensington district of London, the house next door to Chelsea owner Roman Abramovich that has been booked through a real estate agency, with customized jets and other features, will definitely be postponed or even cancelled.

Senior Sister Zhou has the weakest temper.

Mr. Cao didn't take a stand, and she didn't take a stand either.

But Tang Ning was standing at a critical juncture in her career's take-off, so she needed to lend a hand at this moment to soar into the wind and transform into a dragon.

Whether it’s influence or financial support, they all fit in well with the Muse Project.

Only then did he announce his participation in a high-profile manner.

She even always felt that it was a pity that the teacher gave up and became the leading artist in the Muse Project, and that a great opportunity was wasted.

In a blink of an eye.

I saw Sir Brown building a tall building, and then I saw Sir Brown's building collapse.

Tang Ning's "Looking into the Wilderness" painting exhibition has completely become a single source of hope for her career development to reach a glorious peak in the next few years.

She has already invested more than one million pounds in the initial exhibition and curation costs alone.

What she does is not Hirst’s grand palace-like bronze installation art.

In the field of Chinese painting, this cost is already very high.

The real expense will be a large amount of advertising in the early stage of the exhibition opening, travel expenses for critics, and if necessary, some receptions and dinners...

These are all gold-eating beasts.

When you reach Tang Ning's level, the hidden cost is even significantly higher than the actual monetary cost.

The V&A is not as good as the British Museum, the Louvre, the Metropolitan Museum of Art...these are the top T0-level venues for superb exhibitions in the field of Western art.

But at least the influence of the Taylor Museum of Art, which Tonks is also the director of, is equal to that of the Louvre Abu Dhabi, which has a cooperation with Ma Shi Gallery.

Any European and American artist who can open a personal art exhibition in such a palace-level museum can be said to be a top player in T1-level art museums with no regrets in his life.

How much social recognition is it that it can be launched here?

What a great favor it is to have well-known critics and art celebrities stand up for you?

And a personal art exhibition.

The painting category can range from hundreds to dozens of paintings, or at least a dozen high-quality works of art. How much time does Tang Ning need to spend?

One or two million pounds is considered five or six million pounds.

Tangning didn't even care.

But after paying so much money, the teacher donated it all with ease.

In addition, half of the booth, which Tang Ning bought in exchange for her face, was directly opened to cats and dogs in the society for free.

No money is recovered except for publicity.

Tangning is going crazy!

of course.

Artist visibility truly equals money.

That's from a long-term perspective.

Looking at it from a twenty-year perspective, teacher Cao Xuan still gave Tang Ning a hand, a big hand, to support her rather than harm her.

Tang Ning knew this very well.

however.

For the "View of the Mountains" exhibition in front of her, she prepared 163 works.

The plan is to obtain at least a net profit of more than 3000 million pounds, so that she will have enough funds and confidence to continue to operate her "Downing Gallery".

What a huge pile of money.

The teacher's words suddenly disappeared, and it really turned into floating around the Thames with gold coins, purely listening to the public media's response.

Everyone in Tangning was numb.

Artists and antique shops, no matter what they sell, are typical industries that do not open for three years and take three years to open.

Things are rare.

Hearst is someone who walks taller by walking taller. He seems to be making a presence in the media every day. He often spends tens of millions to hold solo exhibitions, whether it is painting, a piece of plastic art inlaid with tens of thousands of diamonds, or a bronze giant. His head was doubled and sold for one or two billion dollars.

But in fact every one of his exhibitions.

It took a lot of time and effort to prepare.

Since his debut, the time interval between each globally acclaimed exhibition has even been ten years.

Ten years of sharpening a sword.

Then it was discussed in the art critical media for ten years.

Back and forth.

If he were like the evening news, he would open an art exhibition at six o'clock every evening.

Even if there were four days off and three days off, Bill Gates and Musk would no longer be the richest people in the world.

Did Hearst choose not to be the world's richest man because he found the exhibition too annoying?

Obviously not.

Because with the size of his exhibition, he wants the art market to completely absorb the impact and aftermath of one of his exhibitions.

Even slightly shortening the time interval of one or two years is not easy.

There is a rule in art.

If an exhibition cannot put all the efforts of the curator and the exhibition painters, and torture them to exhaustion and make them want to die, then it is not a good exhibition and an exhibition worth seeing.

Not to mention the casting layout of large-scale installation art, which often needs to be planned on an annual basis.

Even the most ordinary and simple painting.

In order to prepare for the Salon of the Losers, which was still not worth mentioning in Paris at that time, Monet almost put himself in a mental hospital. "It takes five minutes to paint a large freehand ink painting, one hundred paintings in one day, and each painting sells for 300,000 yuan." This is how people who can't eat sour grapes will criticize Chinese painting.

Ink painting has always been one of the most labor-intensive painting methods that consumes the most energy and energy of the artist.

Say it with a darker mind.

Tang Ning can really draw thirty paintings in one day.

Art exhibitions never mean that if she donates one this month, she will open another one next month.

That's not selling art, that's selling cabbage.

This hasty attitude is completely digging her own grave, waiting for the critics to scold her as a sieve. If she does this, her paintings will really become the price of cabbage.

Strictly speaking, after consuming all the accumulated human resources.

The shortest term may be three years, and the longest term may be within five years.

Unless there is a fundamental breakthrough in painting techniques and styles, just like Picasso's transition from the "Blue Period" to the "Rose Period".

It would be difficult for her to hold another exhibition with the same impact as "Looking into the Wilderness".

When she reaches the level of a master, she wants to make further progress.

Once again, there is a qualitative change like a rebirth, touching the technical level of a handful of top painting sect leaders from ancient times to the present.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

"The teacher did it on purpose!"

Her face was extremely gloomy, the corners of her eyebrows were twitching, and her fingers were grabbing at the skirt of her clothes bitterly, with deep anger in her chest.

That is to know.

At this moment, I have to act willfully.

Then he really lost both the watermelon and the sesame seeds. He was both trying to save his face, so he resisted the urge to shout and forced an ugly smile on his face.

He sat back in his seat without saying a word.

"In addition to showing off my old face, I am advertising my children. I have been hesitating as to what the main content of today's speech should be."

Cao Xuan's expression on the stage was as usual.

"Thank you to the organizing committee for giving me the last spot to speak on stage today. Since I have such an honor, I always feel that I should shoulder the corresponding responsibility and make it worthwhile for everyone to listen to a boring old man like me on stage. Go up and have a chat."

"I once wanted to take this time to talk about how to better appreciate Dongxia art, and talk about the differences between Dongxia works, which are what we call Yi, Shen, Miao and Neng."

"I received a very interesting gift a few days ago. I actually found a feeling that surprised me in a teenage child's painting. The emotions are layered, the flowers bloom, and it is natural and relaxed. It made my eyes light up.”

"Not tacky."

What Cao Xuan said next shocked countless viewers around the world.

"I know a lot of people don't understand what I'm talking about. It doesn't matter, that's not the focus of today's speech. You just need to know that it's a pretty stunning piece of work."

"At least, the emotional depth he wants to paint is better than what I did when I was eighteen. I think he will become an excellent painter."

Click~

Uncle Sakai secretly stuffed bear biscuits into his mouth and ate snacks at a slow pace like Tai Chi. He involuntarily exerted force on his teeth and made a sound that was not very loud, but it was enough to be caught by the keen hearing of his wife who was engrossed in watching TV. The deadly chewing sound.

He didn't have time to feel sad.

Mrs. Sakai, who was sitting in front, had already swept over her like a spotlight with her sharp eyes.

"One percent?"

"Just one piece. Wow, wife... look. Mr. Cao's praise is so high! Today's powerful young people are too scary."

It took Kazunari Sakai 0.1 seconds to make a brief judgment on whether to act cute without saying a word.

Can I pass the bag of biscuits next to my big belly to my daughter?

Found out there was little hope.

He chose to lie down completely, swallowed the butter biscuits quickly, and yelled vaguely, trying to divert his wife's attention.

"I love eating so much and have no self-control at all. Then don't go into the house tonight and just spend the day with this bag of biscuits."

Who is Mrs. Sakai? She doesn't do this.

She glared at her husband hard.

By the way, he took another look, and it was obvious that he had discovered that his father had taken away his biscuits and ate them, but he was covering up without saying a word.

"Hmph, you two are like father and daughter. I'm the only bad guy in the family, right! Eat, eat, eat. The little bit you finally lost isn't enough to eat back! Eat, and you won't buy anything at home after you eat. Come on, let’s see what you eat!”

The blonde aunt made a few remarks.

But it wasn’t too entangled.

He immediately turned his attention back to the TV.

My husband is right, this evaluation is really high.

Although Mr. Cao said that he could not draw such works when he was that old, it sounded like a simple joke to support the younger generations.

But think about it seriously.

Qiu Ying painted "Spring Dawn in the Han Palace" when he was 18 years old, and Wang Ximeng painted "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" when he was 19 years old.

His disciple Tang Ning had already won the gold medal at the Magic City Biennale when she was twenty years old.

At that time, Mr. Cao himself had already succeeded his husband and became the youngest leader in the history of the Southern Painting School.

Not to mention it was a work drawn by an eighteen-year-old young man.

Even in the field of Asian painting, there are some slightly famous painters.

In terms of technique, he may not be better than Cao Xuan when he was 18 years old.

If what Cao Xuan said is true.

That's really an amazing comment.

"I don't know who it is? Liu Ziming's son is about the same age. I heard that he has been studying painting with his father. Has Mr. Cao begun to pave the way for the third generation?"

Mrs. Sakai was curious, and she was randomly calculating the names of some famous young painters in Eastern Xia.

Sakai Katsuko tilted her head slightly and looked at the TV.

She blinked.

The light eyelashes tremble slightly.

He seemed to have thought of something...and was a little unsure.
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The venue was slightly quiet for a moment because of Cao Xuan's surprising words.

Anna stared at the stage.

This statement is interesting.

Miss Irina instantly thought of Hunter Bull. In a sense, this evaluation was no lower than what Picasso said to Mr. "Elvis Presley" back then.

I don’t know if the prophecy will come true again.

Become the next great thing in the art world.

The gallery owners around them once again exchanged fiery glances.

Regardless of whether Cao Xuan was joking or bragging on stage, since people dared to say "he will become a great painter" on stage.

As long as the old man spits out another name from his mouth.

The art dealers under them are about to transform into Bolt and charge.

Even if he signed the contract and found out that he was nothing but a loser, Gagosian would still be willing to give it a try just based on the gimmick of this sentence and a rookie contract.

"how is this possible?"

Tangning was already stunned.

The loss of tens of millions of pounds just now made her look like she was about to die, but now, her face was pale and gloomy, just like a corpse pushed out from the morgue.

"I know that if I give a lecture on the appreciation of oriental art on stage like a class in school, how to appreciate the beauty of Chinese paintings. Some people are willing to listen, some are not willing to listen, some can understand, and some cannot. I understand. Anyway, regardless of whether I understand or not, whether I want to listen or not, even if I talk nonsense on the stage, everyone will applaud wildly and enthusiastically. Then the speech, which is not bad, is over. .Like many speeches on many occasions, the symbolic meaning is always greater than the practical meaning."

Mr. Cao's bright eyes swept across the entire venue.

"But I don't want to be like this. I want to be able to help more people. Since everyone is willing to spend their precious time and listen to me, an old man, speak on the stage, I very much hope that I can bring you some help."

The old man's voice echoed throughout the venue.

"I am not like Ms. Elena, who can donate an entire museum to everyone and speak out for all ordinary painters. But since I am older than most of the friends here and watching the live broadcast, I am still alive. It lasts longer. So, I think I might be able to give you some simple insights.”

"No matter the country, no matter the race, no matter the cultural differences, this is a lesson in life that can help everyone."

"When my teacher was dying, it was the time when the Japanese invaded China. He refused to cooperate with the Japanese and scolded the Wang Puppet Government. He didn't have enough to eat every day, and there was no doctor to see him. When he was lying in bed and dying, in front of In front of my brothers, they asked me why I wanted to learn painting. I said angrily that I wanted to revitalize national art and let people know that Chinese painting is better than oil painting. I wanted to conquer audiences around the world. Let everyone know that Eastern art The roots come from Eastern Xia, not Japanese painting. Let them know that compared to what I paint, Japanese painting will always be only a second-rate art."

Cao Xuan looked back with memories.

The entire audience listened attentively.

This is really an old gentleman who has gone through the war years bit by bit.

Japanese painting played a great role in the development of Impressionism.

Japanese painting is only a second-rate art - this statement was a bit too strong in the minds of some people at the conference.

But given that I was just scolded as a NAZI by Miss Elena.

Mr. Cao’s husband was also a famous patriotic painter, and he died during World War II.

and so.

No one dared to show impatience in front of the camera when Cao Xuan was reminiscing about the past.

"Okay," my teacher touched my head and said, "But, Xiaoxuan, if people all over the world can naturally feel the beauty of oriental art, without conquering anyone, let everyone think that Chinese painting is very good, whether it is oil painting, Even the Japanese paintings are very good. That’s even better.”

"Art is not whether I live or die, but whether I am good or not, so are you. The magnanimity and magnanimity of the gentleman's words have been remembered by me for eighty years. For a moment, I know a truly noble and gentle person. What a gentleman should be like.”

It’s not about who conquers whom, who kills whom, or who destroys whom.

It's not that I'm superior to you, so I want to destroy you.

But if I am good, so are you.

The old man who had struggled with Fascist all his life could still say such broad-minded words before he died.

The whole audience was shocked.

"I was chatting with the kid who gave me the painting a while ago. I asked him the same question, why do you want to paint?" Mr. Cao said softly.

Everyone in the audience pricked up their ears seriously.

Expect to hear some shocking and profound quotes.

"He hesitated on the phone for a while, and then he answered me that he wanted to make his grandfather happy, and he wanted his family to live a better life. At the same time, he didn't want to let down his girlfriend, a very good girl. That's what a girl expects from him." Cao Xuan smiled.

哄。

The whole audience laughed together.

(End of this chapter)