Almighty painter

Chapter 455 Giving Roses to Others
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The warm light of the electric lamp once again filled the entire studio.

Wattle opened his eyes forcefully.

The painting was still lying quietly on the surface of the workbench, like a sleeping beauty waiting to be kissed to wake up.

Wattle's eyes were bigger than a cowbell.

Bend down.

He leaned down in the posture of a prince kissing a princess, with the tip of his nose just a punch away from the surface of the drawing paper, and he scanned the surface of the painting inch by inch.

This touch, this bloom.

How does this bright sunshine blend into the cold and hazy atmosphere of the river without any damping?
How did the other party use such simple, restrained and clean colors to fill up the details of the entire painting based on the large light and shadow of his own tone?
How do you draw this gorgeous and hazy edge line without using white space liquid?

He stared blankly.

In particular, this painting was based on Vattel's own work and was processed, which shocked him even more.

Because "almost" is not enough.

Watercolor is not an oil painting. Gu Weijing applied the final thin layer of dye on the painting, and it was already completely dry in such a short time.

If he didn't know it clearly.

It was a masterpiece painted by the top watercolor masters in the world, but it accidentally ended up on his desk.

Snapped!
Vattel pulled his heart, and the rising hot air balloon was punctured by a finger and fell back to the earth.

Whether it is a masterpiece or not has nothing to do with the artist, and it has nothing to do with whether it was painted by Turner or an 18-year-old high school student.

He was completely confused.

If you miss something, you will miss it a thousand miles.

"Ohhhh, how did you draw this painting?"

In fact, it is as high as clouds and mountains surrounded by mist, and as far away as the ends of the world.

Touching it with your fingertips gives you a wonderful sense of solidity.

All his attention was focused on appreciating the work, and he subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to touch the painting.

He took back what he said about giving gifts, he... really had never seen the world.

With the depiction and rendering of this atmosphere.

Wattel would definitely think that this is a watercolor work that has reached the level of a master's handiwork.

Now this work, which is like clouds, mountains and mist, and the ends of the world, is before Professor Wattel's eyes.

"Ohhhh, can this painting be done like this?"

Wattel was even able to pick out a similar color immediately, but he knew clearly that even if he painted a hundred times, he would still not be as wonderful as others.

My heart fell back to the ground, but my dream was not broken.

One thought after another popped up in my mind.

During this period of time, apart from himself, only Gu Weijing had entered the workshop, and no third person.

"Ohhhh, can this painting be like this?"

On the contrary, he had never understood so clearly in his life as at this moment.

No, no.

Like magic, Wattle's understanding of the art world accumulated through decades of studying painting and teaching was completely destroyed.

"What are you moving about? What if I press a fingerprint!"

He also recognizes burnt to ashes.

This painting should have been a masterpiece, and it still is.

The painting that extended infinitely from his dreamland lay quietly on the table, within reach.

He regretted it and wanted to stamp his hand off.

The paints and colors are clearly right in front of you.

Fortunately.

The difference between the real world and paintings, whether realistic paintings have a sense of reality or not, seems to be only a thin line.

It's obviously not complicated.

Even if it was a big golden retriever holding a ham sausage in its mouth and randomly pressing it out with its paws, it would still be a dog master that could make Walter kneel down.

Too stupid.

He drew the general light and shadow lines on the work thousands of times.

Teacher Wattel immediately realized that this might be after a painting he had just finished.

The sketch teacher looked at this work blankly.

He once thought that the bottlenecks that he could break through through hard work could be like a crow drinking water, and he could use his hard work accumulated over time to create a perfect photo-like work.

He couldn't even understand such a work by looking at it, so how could he paint it?
"I'm so stupid, really."

The sketch teacher licked his mouth and shook his head, like a big fluffy golden retriever.

At first, he thought about studying the techniques of this painting. After watching it for a while, he began to think about how Gu Weijing could paint such a work. Can a person really be such a genius? He painted another one. , can you still draw the same one?
By now, Vettel no longer thinks about this.

In front of such a picture.

There was no point in thinking about it.

What remains is every art practitioner's awe for pure beauty and pure mountain-like techniques.

He knew that the last layer of overpainting and the rich details on this watercolor paper were incredible and he would definitely not be able to draw them. These two things were enough.

Even today.

Gu Weijing said that Santa Claus sneaked in through the window and painted the painting for him, and Watter believed it.

Put a work like this on his face, and whatever he says is right.

This is the painting in his dream.

Vatel raised the rotation angle of the workbench to the highest position, pulled the chair on the far side back until the back of the chair leaned against the wall, and took the unfinished beer from the top of the cabinet.

"It turns out that the work in my dream looked like this. Gu, you used your talent to destroy my dream of being an artist, but you gave me this dream in its entirety."

Vettel cursed vaguely in German.

Smiled again.

"It's been a dream for ten years."

That night, Professor Wattel did not go home all night.

That night, Bayern Munich defeated Wolfsburg 3:1. Midfielder Goretzka and Muller connected with a wonderful pass, creating a world-shaking sensation.

From the TV next door, the commentator shouted "GOAL" cheers.

Watter didn't even look at it.

He just sat on the chair, looked at the painting for a while, took a sip of beer, and then looked at the painting for a while.

It's like watching the most exciting football game in the world.

Cry and laugh until dawn.
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[Dear Lara Schfer, Director of the Hamburg Art Association——]

[I haven’t seen you for many years, how are you? I hope everything is well with you. I am writing to you because of an old incident. I once visited the old president of the Hamburg Art Association. During the meeting, we talked about photorealist paintings... 】

The next day, when the sky was dark.

Teacher Watter, who had not slept all night and had messy hair, sat at the desk and wrote on the paper with a pen.

He originally wanted to send an email directly, but after turning on the computer, he felt that electronic transmission of such an important matter did not have enough sense of ceremony. There are many artists who paint entirely electronically, and there are also many retro people who hate all electronic products.

Vettel is neither.

But facing the most important thing in his life, he still found a few pieces of manuscript paper, envelopes and glue sent to them by Dewei from the drawer, and wrote on the paper with a pen.

[...I think now is the time to create something satisfying. But, about this painting——]

Vatel gently lifted the pen.

He stared at the manuscript paper in front of him, hesitated for half a minute, and then started writing.

[——This painting was not entirely created by me. I really wanted to monopolize the signature of this painting, but I am a teacher, and my professional sense of ethics made me decide to choose honesty...]

He took the note out of his pocket, looked at the message on it, and smiled.

Gu Weijing said generously that the painting was a gift to him as a reward for giving him a small lesson, and he could do whatever he wanted.

This has been made very obvious.

Watter is not a saint, and he has indeed been moved.

For a few minutes, Vattel even seriously considered giving the crap Hamburg Art Association to hell with it.

Based on this kind of picture effect, going to the art exhibition with a name is the choice that maximizes personal interests.

Don’t say anything else.

As long as the judges still have some conscience, it is not difficult to be shortlisted for a biennial audition.

As long as an art practitioner has the experience of participating in a relatively large-scale biennale, his career can officially take off.

Signing for an ordinary city gallery is not a big problem.

The guests at the European Art Annual Conference are the ceiling of the industry, and everyone is a legend.

Analogy to football is equivalent to the star of Bayern's first team.

But it is out of reach in life. This is true for ordinary people, and it is also true for art practitioners.

And this kind of painters who have participated in one or two biennials are equivalent to young players working hard in the C-League.

They are the middle force in the entire artist industry.

In Gu Weijing's calligraphy and painting shop, the most expensive works are shop-level works, which are works by painters of this level.

It can even enter the attention of some top galleries.

And if you can win some important awards, you can take off directly and your worth will increase exponentially.

This is for Vettel.

The dream has become reality.

But he still gave up this tempting idea.

Not to mention that photorealistic non-figure works can only be exhibited in a very narrow range, but there is no problem in holding a personal exhibition.

But if I want to submit an article, I don’t know how long it will take to find a biennale with a suitable theme and direction.

Not to mention things like art exhibitions, it’s not just because you draw well, you will definitely win an award.

the most important is.

Is there any painter in the world who can make a living out of just one painting?

Not his level.

After all, you can't fool people.

Rather than being a cheater who may not be an instant success, but will surely exhaust his talents, Watter chooses to be an honest person.

Gu Weijing heard Watter talk about his dream.

But he guessed something.

Sketch teachers are no longer young people.

The other party has reached the age where he only dares to drink a bottle of cold beer every day, and plans to buy a sea-view house on the beach in Bangkok and retire there.

He wanted to join the Hamburg Art Association, which had become an obsession in Vattel's heart.

The original intention has not changed.

But what he was looking for was no longer success or making money. The part of his chest that was filled with ambition had long since calmed down in the ordinary life day after day.

All he longs for is to find an answer to his ten years of persistence.

When the painting was placed on the table, Vatel had already obtained this answer.

Gu Weijing is very sensible.

The sketch teacher felt that he had to be ignorant and take advantage of other people's children.

Teaching is just the responsibility of a teacher, but what this painting contains goes far beyond that.

Wattel really wanted to become famous and wanted to join the Hamburg Artists Association.

Twenty years younger, he is already ready to find a suitable opportunity to contribute.

But now he wants people to raise a glass to him at a cocktail party and say, "Vettel, you painted such a great work!" He can talk about this beautiful story candidly and show off his discerning eye and discovery. What a good painter Miaozi.

Instead of quietly lowering his head and sipping wine to cover up his embarrassment.

Made up my mind.

Professor Wattel started writing very quickly, making the rustling sound of the pen slide across the paper.

[...That's what happened. It's hard for me to describe it accurately to you. When I opened the door of the studio and found what kind of outstanding work was lying on my workbench, I felt excited. It was a dream photo. The feeling of entering reality. When you look at the photo I enclosed in the envelope, you will understand what I am talking about...]

[If you feel that this form of work, with its originality and independence, cannot meet the threshold for joining KIH, I can understand it. 】

Vattel was writing to a director of the Hamburg Artists Association named Laura.

In Germany, Hamburg is much more rural than an international metropolis like Berlin, and has more human connections.

After all, Walter is a local local in Hamburg, and he still knows some people.

One of the three member recommenders when he applied to join the local Artists Association was this Ms. Laura. The two of them were also old friends and came from the same high school.

The other party is considered his senior!

When he was studying, this Ms. Laura was not beautiful, but her paintings were very clever. Her father was a psychiatrist, and she was the kind of child that was envied by other people.

It's just that everyone's fate is different.

When he was in college, Wattel went abroad, and the other party went to the Academy of Fine Arts in Hamburg.

Ten years ago, when he was still an alternate member, she was already a full member of KIH.

Several association art exhibitions, internal recommended contract signing galleries, academic exchanges, personal art exhibitions...

The gap between people is widened on such occasions.

Ten years later.

Vattel is still an alternate member, and Ms. Laura is already a director of the association, and there has been much less contact over the years.

He himself works as a teacher in a private school, and his income is not low, but his life is too shabby to be called that.

But.

For an artist's career, they are two completely different worlds.

This time Wattel wrote a new letter to the other party.

[However, I mentioned Gu Weijing to you in my letter. He must be a young man worthy of attention. Not only is he good at watercolors, but he is also very good at sketching (a sample of his sketches is attached to the letter). He seems to have achieved outstanding results in the field of oriental art among his peers. He once worked with Mr. Cao Xuan. Experiences of intersectionality and co-creation. 】

[I learned that he very much hopes to attend your alma mater, the Academy of Fine Arts in Hamburg. I wonder if your teacher is interested in him...]

(End of this chapter)