Almighty painter
Chapter 603: Exhibition Painting: Cat
Chapter 603: Exhibition Painting: Cat (Part )
She knew that when she said goodbye and left the studio, the master artist must have been disappointed, even disdainful, thinking that she was just a vase with nothing on the surface. He couldn't even see such a simple thing.
Miss Elena did this on purpose.
This is her unique bad taste.
Anna felt that the disappointment and even disdain expressed by the other party at that moment were the most real things she had seen in this interview.
Maybe it’s the only real thing.
The emotion of that moment was more vivid than everything she had seen in the master's private painting studio, combined.
Very strange.
In Gu Weijing's mind, Mr. Sloth is broad-minded, gentle, warm and cozy, and sometimes even has a kind of cuteness in his words that is a contrast of cuteness.
In fact.
Gentle, warm, and cozy, with a cute contrast.
If I write down this impression on paper and show it to the people in my circle who know Anna, I will be able to see it.
Let the other party guess who these words describe based on their meaning.
They may guess for a hundred years, and guess every person in their interpersonal relationships, even the uncle who is waiting for the bus with them on their way home from get off work.
I can't associate it with Miss Elena either.
In terms of the degree of fit with the words "lukewarm and cozy", in everyone's mind, even an ambitious old politician with a white beard like Sir Brown may have a much higher priority than Miss Elena, a 22-year-old girl.
Apart from the objective description of "extensive".
Any remaining subjective character portraits and the figures drawn are far from the image of Miss Elena in everyone's mind.
These are two completely opposite people!
No one has set any regulations.
A beautiful girl who looks like a sculpture doll must also have a gentle and good personality like a doll.
When people describe Anna around them, they say she is so beautiful and so rich.
But no one in the circle, at least except her aunt when she was a child, ever thought of words like "so cute" or "easy to get along with" when they saw her.
Even if they were asked to list 500 different adjectives to describe Miss Elena in their minds.
Well, on this list long enough to drag on the ground, you may be able to find all the words in the world that can be used to describe a person as "good-looking", and collect all the expressions in different languages to describe how wealthy a person's family is, but you will not find even one description that says a person has a good personality or is gentle.
Seriously.
Perhaps words like "terrible" and "unimaginable" can be honored to be included in the list.
As early as when Anna was a column editor, she was famous for her sharp words and her habit of attacking others.
Who dares to say outside that she is a warm and easy-going person?
De Jong Van Doorn jumped first.
Have you ever seen a big bowl of blood? It will spray on your dog's head in a flash. I'm asking you if you are afraid. By the way, Van Dorn will spit on it.
"What a fool! You must have been whipped like a masochist by someone else's whip."
In the short period of just over a month since she became the program manager, Miss Elena has not only not become calmer during interviews, but has become increasingly aggressive.
Treat those who can be guided by her.
Anna would control the topic as gently as the flow of water, guiding it to their true feelings.
For those who are habitual liars.
Anna would wave the whip and pull their bits, dragging and whipping them like a donkey, driving them into a corner where they could no longer avoid the questions or lie.
Since those painters who should have been persistent and devoted to the path of art have all become like Lao Yang, lying on the ground with their bellies exposed, like greasy Chihuahuas being tickled by her.
She would like to be pricked by a needle.
Poke them hard in the belly.
Break through those hypocritical smiles, those lies, and those careful little calculations.
Dig out all their anger, their embarrassment, their confusion and gaffes and display them in front of everyone.
The topic has come to an end.
Whether it is "Ivan in a manic attack", "Sad and pessimistic Henry" or "Furious Yamamoto" who appears before Miss Anna, they are all closer to the original appearance of the artist than the Chihuahua shaking its belly on the side of the road, waiting for her to scratch it.
She wants to capture the instinctive body reaction in the moment of emotional outpouring.
From the perspective of gathering personal connections and resources.
It is undoubtedly a rather unwise and offensive behavior.
Her name is Anna Elena.
But this behavior is very "Anna" and very un-"Elena".
Since the Renaissance, her family has been famous for their ability to socialize, their versatility, and their ability to engage in behind-the-scenes conspiracies and aristocratic politics among Central European countries.
The Irene family is the synonym and symbol of the famous European classical proverb: "Let others fight, and you, happy Austrians, get married."
Being able to give birth to a beautiful daughter is a powerful political ability and political resource.
For the Elena family during its heyday.
There are no eternal enemies.
When war broke out in the Balkans, they married the French and the Russians. When the French cavalry marched across the European continent, they even chose to strengthen their marriage ties with the Turks, overcoming the huge differences in religion and culture, in order to maintain a balance in the political ecology.
From Tsarist generals, French lords, to Ottoman princes wearing gorgeous silk robes and white turbans.
We were all partners who laughed and danced the minuet at the family social dance, or we were good friends who smoked hookah and cigars and hunted wild ducks together.
When faced with the suggestion from banker Mr. Kruger to invite Anna to return to Oil Painting magazine, Sir Brown once considered it very seriously. What if Anna used her social skills to divide and win over people and thus disintegrate his political interest alliance?
After this period of observation.
Sir Brown had already put his heart back in his stomach, and even began to feel secretly happy, and started to make some other plans.
This girl's behavior is not at all the kind of gentle and persuasive attitude that one should have in order to win over great artists.
There are only a few exceptions.
They have enough status to not try to please the magazine, and they are tolerant enough to handle her sharpness and appreciate the unique beauty of Anna's style.
For example, Cao Xuan.
Even, for example...Hunter Bull.
What made Sir Brown speechless was that the top general of the Muse Project, who he had discovered, seemed to be deeply infatuated with Miss Elena's charm and was tirelessly asking her to be his personal art model.
His attitude is so fawning that he is almost a bootlicker.
but.
Apart from the fact that his brain circuits are different from those of ordinary people and his driving style is weird, Sir Brown is really a decadent old man and a middle-aged psychopath who is hard to understand.
Most normal humans would not like to have a whip on them or feel helpless when they are forced to tell the truth.
After the interview, some people gritted their teeth in anger or wanted to run away in shame.
Anna knew the outcome of this.
She still goes her own way.
Just like what Anna said when she met Cao Xuan that night: "I am not here to make friends, I am here to listen to your desires, your jealousy, and your pain."
If Miss Elena wanted everyone to like her, it would be too easy for her.
But she should be sitting at a diplomatic banquet in the embassy right now, not in the office of Oil Painting magazine.
However, even if I have made up my mind.
Sometimes, Anna couldn't help but feel waves of an indispellable sense of falsehood and unreality filling her body.
Those artists who would wail and reveal their true colors when pricked by a needle.
They just weren't disguising themselves thoroughly enough.
There are some truly shameless old foxes, or old lickers like Lao Yang who have been thoroughly immersed in the social dye vat.
You give me a needle.
I don't feel anything.
Continue to change positions there and let you tickle me.
Faced with the exposed lies and hypocrisy, after Anna laid all their shameful thoughts out in the open, the other party was still able to continue the drama by talking to themselves.
It is only when someone with a sense of shame says that he has no clothes on that it is hurtful.
If you point out the "Emperor's New Clothes" in public, the other party can still sit there and talk about the patterns on the clothes without changing his expression, fooling his fanatical followers.
If a person has no shame, he will be invincible.
Especially since Sir Brown separated the "Buyer's Guide" section from the visual arts column before she took office.
Then there was nothing Anna could do.
“From another perspective, does the prosperity and success of the art market, in turn, bury and undermine the meaning and value of art itself?”
It is a paradoxical question that has no answer.
Fortunately.
Anna wasn't that lonely either.
She has her detective cat big sister!
Whenever "Miss Elena" doubted the meaning of her job in the void.
Mr. Sloth will realize the value of her relationship with Detective Cat.
There was no Anna, no Irena family, no Oil Painting magazine, and not so many fake, boring, masked conversations.
Just two pure souls.
All conversations, all thoughts, all clashes of ideas, all desires, all emotional expressions, and all entanglements of love and hate are real.
Even the stupid nephew of Detective Cat Big Sister, who dug a big hole and could bury himself in it at any time.
They are much more adorable than the great painter who sold paintings for $7000 million last year and who reads fairy tales to children at a long dinner table with 18 seats.
The more people feel the falsehood and unreality of this world, the more they will discover the inestimable preciousness of the one or two real things that you can only hold on to.
Just like the little prince sitting on the sand dune, among the starry sky, he found the only star that truly meant something to him and planted his rose.
"——I hope you can watch something first."
Anna said enthusiastically: "I think we may have found a very suitable opportunity. Its style and content are very consistent with your creative direction."
She clicked twice on the computer in front of her.
Selected Screen Sharing.
A video appeared on the computer in front of Gu Weijing.
The video shows an empty space that looks like it should be a musical stage.
The set features a hanging moon, an arch, and steps.
The lights on the stage were dimmed, making it pitch black.
In the night scene, you can only see a blurry shadow of something.
The only thing that caught my attention was the dozens or even hundreds of yellow butterflies fluttering with their wings spread out in the open space...
Gu Weijing sat up straighter.
He reacted.
What was flashing on the video screen was not the butterflies flying in the night sky, but pairs of little tiger-like eyes.
The makeup artist drew a large triangular area around the actor's eyes, from the actor's cheekbones to the raised temples, all covered with reflective fluorescent powder.
As they blinked and closed their eyes, an effect similar to the high-speed flapping of butterfly wings appeared on the stage.
Followed by.
One "butterfly" after another disappeared in the night sky.
Not all of them were real actors. Some of them were probably simulated effects created by laser spotlights on the stage ceiling. In the end, only one or two were left.
The center lights of the stage came on.
The actress walked out of the darkness, wearing a fluffy Afro headdress, a striped and spotted costume, and a long black tail behind her.
This video should be a clip from a stage play, or something like a trailer.
Each set of clips is very short.
Scene changes.
The scene starts with the actress climbing down.
It turned into dozens of male and female actors dressed in the same way, dancing under the spotlight, dragging their tails and imitating the appearance of animals.
Then the scene changed again.
There was a thunderous crashing noise and sirens blaring, and the criminal cat and the Scotland Yard detective cat were chasing and fighting on the stage.
Then it turned into an old cat, singing sadly to the moonlight, telling memories of the past.
Further on...
……
A short video of about five minutes.
Various cats dressed up by actors appeared in front of the camera one after another.
It ends with the classic chorus that is common in stage plays.
"This is Broadway history, and perhaps the most successful stage musical in human history..." Mr. Sloth introduced.
""cat"."
Gu Weijing and his agent said the word "Cats" in unison.
Shortly after the video started.
He had already recognized the famous musical.
Not long ago, he heard Koko hum the song "Memory" in which an old cat recalls the past under the moonlight.
"Yes, "Cats". Our new contract is about this stage play," said Mr. Sloth.
(End of this chapter)
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