Almighty painter

Chapter 428 The End of the Annual Meeting (Part )

"Because he has the courage to fight against life. He has the resilience to break free from the curse of aesthetics. This is something that many patients with aesthetic obsessive-compulsive disorder who excessively pursue perfection in their lives do not have."

"Van Gogh went crazy after being rejected by love once. After being rejected by giving a lecture, he felt that he was a liar, a coward, a hypocrite who told lies, and could no longer engage in the work of a monk. Because of a trivial matter, he and his friend Gauguin They parted ways and cut off their own ears. Finally shot themselves in the head."

"If Van Gogh is the kind of genius who is always followed by misfortune, it is the downturn of life that shaped his character. What about Picasso? Picasso cannot be said to be unsuccessful. Even in terms of income, he is not as good as many people here, but he He is still one of the artists with the highest social status in the entire history of human art. In terms of professional achievements, he has already achieved everything."

"But he still lives a mess. Sorry, Pablo, at least in my heart, you don't live a very happy life."

Cao Xuan said softly.

"Pablo and I are neither friends nor enemies. He doesn't like my works as much as Qi Baishi. Nor do I think that Cubism is a way of deceiving people by seeking fame and reputation, stealing things that don't belong to me." He was hated as much as the acerbic critics of his little gimmick of fame. We were two distant spectators."

"In the last century, when I was young, I visited Picasso for the first time when I was studying in France, of course as a student. After several interactions, what impressed me most was not his works, but his wife and lovers."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

"I'm not here to share the affairs that have been talked about in the press for years."

"Success or failure, he is himself. This is a bit similar to what the detective cat sister told me."

"Perhaps such a character can reach the pinnacle of art. But I don't want my ideal successor to give up the happiness of life because of the greatness of his career, or give up the courage to continue on because of some imperfections. "

"The works in the art exhibition may be perfect, but life cannot be perfect."

Gu Weijing couldn't help but blush.

Suddenly the core sounds a bit similar.

The young man in Cao Lao's words, the words he used to explain to Sister Cat.

Anna's heart was slightly touched.

"A person with a strong heart?"

"It only took four months for the image of his ballerina wife to change from a perfect angel to a deformed adulteress devil in the work. Pablo even pretended that she was pregnant with his child. The swollen calves are portrayed in the work as ugly and self-satisfied.”

"Yang Guang was intermittently smug and frustrated for a long time. Van Gogh did not wait until the day he became famous, while Pablo was looking for a new lover every day."

“It’s the same curse as the obsessive-compulsive disorder of the esthetician.”

The little old man shook his head helplessly.

"Especially when he shoulders a big and big mission, you don't have the opportunity to change the paper and redraw, and it's hard not to make mistakes. If you make a mistake once, you just put down the pen, no matter whether it's good or bad. , For those who hesitate to move forward because of worries about gains and losses, you will definitely not be able to see the end. But that child is not such a person. No matter he succeeds or fails, he is himself, his brave self."

"I am not condemning Van Gogh, nor am I qualified to criticize Pablo. I am telling these two stories in a sympathetic tone. Their artistic careers are great because of their characters. Their lives are also great because of their characters. Live unhappy.”

I found that I couldn't copy the effect I wanted from "Hundred Flowers". Thinking of Tang Ning's ridicule, I became pessimistic about my entire art career.

Like two fallen leaves from the same root blown down from a tree.

Once upon a time, he was actually the kind of person who put down his pen, worried about gains and losses, and hesitated to move forward.

"But I discovered a very interesting phenomenon in him. Whenever he falls in love with a lover, he thinks he has found the most perfect woman in the world, the god of art and his true destiny. Love is vigorous and vigorous. , Love is life-and-death. I want to get married immediately. After getting married, I always find the other person's small shortcomings and I can't stand it at all. In an instant, I abandon the other person like a pair of worn shoes. The cycle repeats."

If it hadn't been for Ms. Katsuko's thoughtful explanation, my former self would probably have been stuck in an emotional trough and probably wouldn't be able to get out.

I have low self-esteem and feel that I am just a mediocre person and not qualified to be a great painter at all.

He felt that Mr. Cao was flattering himself a bit.

"Do all outstanding and extraordinary creators, whether they paint Chinese paintings or oil paintings, have similar sentiments?"

Miss Elena turned her head slightly.

I was a little more curious about the child in Cao's words, except because Cao Xuan said he "will become a great artist".

"Oh oh oh oh, someone worth entrusting... Xiao Gu's status in Mr. Cao's heart is already so powerful!"

Lao Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Of course he knew what the promotional content about the "Looking into the Wilderness" painting exhibition was on the note he handed to Mr. Cao.

and so.

When Mr. Cao announced on the stage.

The moment Tangning made a special announcement that he would donate the entire collection for the exhibition.

For Lao Yang, this speech has become a horror story.

"Well, it seems that we need to re-evaluate the importance of Xiao Gu. Do we need to find a way to get his student status and other things taken care of?"

Lao Yang was thinking quickly in his mind.

More than Lao Yang, the current speech scene seemed like a horror story.

There is no doubt that it must be Tangning.

At first, Tang Ning just felt angry when she listened to the teacher's speech.

The more you listen.

The more I feel afraid.

My hands and feet are cold and my lips are dry.

Especially when he shoulders a big, big mission? What is a big, big mission?

Is it a painting exercise?

A painting exhibition. Or... is it the position at the helm of the Painting Sect that she dreams of, the responsibility and mission to make the entire Asian art flourish?

Tang Ning has studied painting for so many years and has achieved many achievements that are beyond the reach of ordinary people through hard work.

She never got such praise from the teacher.

And that little kid gave me a random painting, and the teacher said that he had seen so many things.

Too biased!

It’s so unfair!

"I remember the title of my speech was, How to become a great painter? How to get the life we ​​want?"

Cao Xuan said with a smile.

"The aesthetics of every dollar spent in artistic creation is necessary. And enough courage to face setbacks in life is also necessary. Even the latter may be more important in my heart than the former."

"This is why I like the game "Civilization" very much. Because there is a concept in this game called 'diving'."

Mr. Cao's conversational style is so fashionable that he doesn't look like an old and scumbag living fossil.

In "Civilization", diving is actually a restart.

It is named after the fixed narration background sound of a majestic male voice chanting "From the first sprout of life under water..." when every game is reset and randomly starts.

"When Ziming taught me how to play this game, he told me that in nine out of ten games, most players would feel defeated after playing the game and quit and restart. It may be because the direction of the empire's development is blocked by mountains. It may be because the wonder building was robbed by others in the middle of its construction, it may be because the great person you want to recruit was robbed by other players, or it may even be because the shape of the map is not pleasing to your eyes, so you quit playing again.”

"Even getting to the beginning with perfect resources is an important part of the fun of playing. I spent more than 200 hours playing the game, except for learning how to play at the beginning. I only played sixteen games in total, and on average, I spent more than 10 hours per game. The total time spent on it was more than hours. I lost more and won less, and I didn’t jump through the water once. I just slowly and leisurely played it for half an hour occasionally. Even if the score was terrible, I would still play it until I completely lost the game. round."

Cao Xuan's tone was as deep as the ocean.

"For me, it is like a kind of practice, a process of fighting against the aesthetic curse in my heart. Diving, this process, has a natural fatal attraction for artists. I can In the process of playing this game, I saw the shadow of countless artists."

"If Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty lived today, he would definitely like this game. He could build canals, pyramids, terracotta warriors, and the Forbidden City. He could build whatever he wanted, and he could paint on the computer map as much as he wanted. If you are not careful, you can quit diving without any burden. Louis XVI, he wanted to live his life as colorful as the Baroque art style, but he was timid and indecisive in making any decision."

"Because I wanted the best result so much, but didn't have the courage to make a choice, I could only wait until the worst ending came to my door. I didn't dare to run when it was time to run, but I finally wanted to run, and I still had to ride in a luxurious king's carriage. , jumped out with the servants. They all escaped, and when they heard the militiamen shouting "Long live the king, they ran away in no hurry."

Cao Xuan said: "If he wants to play this game, each round will definitely take a long time. If he is not satisfied, he will go back to the previous round and start over. Picasso? He will probably try to win every round just like chasing his lover. Great men are recruited under his command..."

“In strategy games, we can always get the perfect ending we want through hundreds or thousands of dives and time retrieval. But life is a game that cannot be dived, and you cannot expect to bury your head in the soil. Ignore it, or shoot it in the head and dive in again."

"And after this kind of collapse, you can find a way again and again, and have the resilience to stand up again. I think it is the most precious quality to become a great artist who will always have a beautiful life. It is also the most difficult quality to possess. Many outstanding artists' unfortunate lives stem from this. They lack the ability to accept reality."

The spotlight shines like starlight, and the translucent ceiling above is like a blue sky, shrouding the head.

The old gentleman on the stage means a long voice.

It seems to be a jar of wine brewed from hundreds of years of insights. At first listen, it seems bland and unremarkable.

When I taste it again, I just feel that the aftertaste is long and full of philosophy.

"I didn't understand this until I was fifty years old. At that time, I had a serious case of tuberculosis. Byron, Kafka, Rousseau, and Munch all died of this disease. There is an old saying in the East: When a person reaches the age of fifty, he will know his destiny. I feel that this is my destiny, and the god of death has found me. I don't want to die of suffocation with my lungs riddled with holes, so I hesitated all night and decided to Don’t drink medicinal wine with the highly poisonous Polygonum multiflorum added. Later, I decided to live another day and paint another picture."

"After living this way, I lived for another 40 years and created for another years. I accepted the imperfection of life, but life did not defeat me."

"Let us review Repin's words again - the achievements of artists are just the rewards of destiny after choosing a tenacious life and continuous learning. The achievements of artists are not important, what is important is a tenacious life and a vigorous life like a fighter. Learn the spirit. Be able to withstand every gift and torture that life gives you, and bravely accept everything in your destiny. Treat the stains on the pen as mysterious symbols accidentally obtained by skillful hands on the scroll."

"Then one day, you will find that you have become a great artist. Even if your artistic achievements are not recognized by society, or even if you take a step back, you really have limited talent and fail to become a good painter. Then you are also the most brilliant artist in your life, and you live a happier life than many successful and famous painters."

Mr. Cao put his hands on the rostrum.

He stared at the camera, seeming to be looking at Gu Weijing in front of the screen.

"Rebin realized the true meaning of an artist when he was seventy-five years old, and I realized this truth when I was fifty. But I felt a similar tenacity in that eighteen-year-old child."

"He is a child who can repaint a dirty painting. This is not ideal for an artist, but he is strong enough. Strong people learn to accept their imperfections and often go further. He He is a real man and I am proud of him, which makes me even more proud than being able to draw such a great painting."

"I look forward to more and more young people who can surprise me. They represent the future of the art industry."

"Please applaud this man's courage, and also applaud your unwillingness to admit defeat in the face of life. Playing a game that you think you will lose until the last round is also a kind of courage and victory. This is nine Ten years of painting career have taught me the true meaning of painting."

Mr. Cao took a step back and bowed to the audience.

The entire audience also stood up and applauded.

They don't deserve this kind of old man who has gone through the entire development stage of modern art and is like a living fossil, bowing to them.

If Cao Xuan had talked about some profound knowledge of traditional Chinese painting today, the response would not have been so enthusiastic.

Many people simply don’t understand and are not interested.

But the old man talked like a normal person, starting from the most down-to-earth game that everyone knows, and then talked about it, turning the ups and downs of the entire artist's career into a small game.

Everyone heard it in their hearts.

Everyone who pays attention to this annual meeting.

today.

They all remembered Miss Irina, who was as powerful and enthusiastic as a queen, and also remembered the young man whom Mr. Cao called a "real man."

Looking back,

This is the first official appearance of the great painter Gu Weijing on the world art stage.

(End of this chapter)