Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 278, Purple Clay Teapot, Auction Begins

Early Saturday morning, after having breakfast, Jiang Zhe sat down at the workbench, prepared the purple clay materials, and began to make a purple clay teapot with great interest.

Yesterday's first attempt made him more interested in purple clay craftsmanship.

Cut the materials, make a barrel, slowly turn the small turntable, and gradually tap the barrel to make it into the shape you want... the bottom of the pot...

He checked the body of the pot, then began to make the lid, spout, handle... and continued to trim it until a complete Qin Quan pot appeared before his eyes.

Jiang Zhe examines his work.

This Qin Quan pot is slightly smaller than a fist and has precise proportions.

He looked at it for a long time and felt satisfied. He put the pot aside to dry and then continued to make an antique pot.

Immersed in the concentration of production, time flies.

At noon, Jiang Zhe looked at the three works on the table, considering whether to engrave something on them and what to engrave.

In the afternoon, Chen Yan arrived at the studio on time.

She put the fruit she brought for Jiang Zhe in the kitchen, then walked to the workbench and observed the three purple clay teapots.

"You just made this today? Can I touch it?"

While Jiang Zhe was washing the fruit, he said, "You can look at it, but don't move. It's not dry yet."

Chen Yan saw several hand-painted drawings of purple clay teapots on the workbench. "Do these teapots have names?"

Jiang Zhe brought the fruit to the tea table and wiped his hands while saying, "The pot with a trapezoidal body is a Jingzhou Shipiao, which is a pot shape made by Gu Jingzhou, a master of purple clay crafts. The pot with a drum-like belly is an antique pot, also called an imitation drum, which is a drum used to beat gongs and drums. The pot body is created in the shape of a drum. It was first created by Shao Daheng in the Qing Dynasty. Later generations imitated this pot shape, which means imitating the shape of ancient pots."

He walked closer and pointed at the third pot: "This is called the Qinquan pot, which is made in imitation of the Qin Dynasty's measuring weight.

Qin unified the measurement system, and the weight was used to measure weights; the "Qin Quan" pot imitated its shape.

Chen Yan said: "You seem to like this kind of production very much, will you do it often in the future?"

Jiang Zhe said, "I only learned to make it because I was interested in it." He walked towards Chen Yan as he spoke.

Chen Yan didn't dodge: "When will the porcelain sculpture you made be fired? I want to see the effect quickly."

Jiang Zhe said: "I don't know, let's wait for notification." He had already hugged Chen Yan from behind.

The weather was getting warmer and Chen Yan was wearing a women's sports shirt.

Jiang Zhe felt Chen Yan's warmth and smelled the jasmine scent on her body.

The fragrance is particularly pleasant under the influence of temperature...

The happy afternoon time passed quickly.

Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan had dinner at a restaurant.

The two walked out of the restaurant. Chen Yan knew that Jiang Zhe had something to do tonight. "Don't send me off. I'll go back by myself."

"It doesn't matter. Giving it to you is more important. Those are just material possessions." Jiang Zhe sent Chen Yan home before rushing back to the studio.

He washed up and looked at the clock. It was 18:46.

On the phone, I received a text message from Wang Zhen. "I'm already at the auction site."

Jiang Zhe put down his cell phone and slowly made himself a pot of Biluochun tea. He placed two plates of candied fruits next to him and also put the auction catalogue, paper and pen on the tea table.

I slowly poured myself a cup of tea, smelling the aroma of this year's new tea, and letting my mind calm down.

The auction is about to start. Although I am not in the mood to do anything else, I can calm down and wait for the result of the auction.

Beep, beep... the phone is ringing

"Hello, Manager Wang."

"Jiang Zhe, the auction has begun. The results of the two special auctions this morning and afternoon were very impressive. From what I have observed, there were very few unsold items. I heard from Manager Zhao that they are optimistic about the results of tonight's evening auction." When Wang Zhen was speaking, there were sounds from the auction site in the background.

"I hope so."

"Don't worry. If the reserve price is not reached, the sale will not be successful. Do you know why the contemporary oil painting special is held in the evening auction?"

Jiang Zhe asked: "Why?"

"Painting and calligraphy are the biggest items in auctions. The number of works by deceased painters is limited. The paintings of living painters, especially those of young and middle-aged painters, are the main force in the future, and you are one of them. This is the auction company's way of testing and cultivating the market. Do you feel like you have participated in it and witnessed history?"

Jiang Zhe felt that Wang Zhen was indeed good at comforting others.

"Jiang Zhe, when I was watching the preview, I heard some comments. Many people are interested in some contemporary abstract paintings. Although they don't understand them, they are also the main force or part of the main force in collecting and purchasing paintings. Have you considered creating some contemporary paintings?" Wang Zhen asked.

Jiang Zhe remembered that this was not the first time Wang Zhen had advised him. He flipped through the auction catalogue, his eyes sweeping over the contemporary paintings with very distinctive styles. "I also noticed that more than half of the works in this special session are abstract, subjective, and exaggerated in style, but I don't quite understand it. If I force myself to create, it will be a mess."

Wang Zhen said: "What I said is just a personal suggestion. Just treat it as a game and draw for fun."

Jiang Zhe said: "Let me think about it."

Having said that, he did not change his mind.

Realistic painting seems to be becoming less and less valued, but it has not disappeared.

In Jiang Zhe's opinion, realistic oil painting can still continue to develop. After all, everyone's understanding of beauty is different.

In the future, some art galleries and museums may even re-adjust their collections and re-exhibit realistic paintings.

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. I'll call you when your work is auctioned." Wang Zhen hung up the phone.

There are more than a hundred works in this auction, and Jiang Zhe's works are ranked in the second half.

Jiang Zhe picked up the cup. The tea was still a little hot. He took a sip and felt the fragrance of the tea.

Wang Zhen would send the auction results of important works to Jiang Zhe via text message.

When Jiang Zhe sees the information, he will turn to the corresponding page in the catalog.

The first work at the auction was sold for 146 million.

He wrote the transaction price after the estimated price of the work, thinking that the first work exceeded the estimated price, which was a good start.

The second work was sold for 106 million.

The third picture...

All six consecutive works were sold.

Jiang Zhe carefully compared the gap between the estimated price and the transaction price.

A certain painter's oil painting of a woman (ladder) was estimated at RMB 40 to RMB 50 and sold for RMB 69... A certain female painter's work was estimated at RMB 20 to RMB 30 and sold for RMB 46.

The auction went very quickly.

Wang Zhen was unable to send the transaction price of each work in a timely manner.

But the transaction prices of these important works can, to a certain extent, reflect some trends.

A new message from Wang Zhen. A painting by an old painter who went to study in the Soviet Union in the last century was sold for 28 yuan.

Jiang Zhe found that many young and middle-aged painters have a strong momentum. Some paintings with strong personalities have been sold at prices far exceeding the estimated prices. The prices of works by several well-known painters are not much different from the estimated prices. This may be because the works are relatively conservative.

He took notes while thinking.

Soon another piece of news came.

Jiang Zhe saw the message and a smile appeared on his face.

The work of painter Pan was sold at a price of more than 2002 yuan. This painter once hired a female star who was not yet famous as a model. By the way, in , she also starred in a very popular TV series.

I don't know if this has any additive effect.
Jiang Zhe found the picture of Tu Lu's work and identified it carefully. He found that the model in the painting should not be the female star.

Soon, Wang Zhen called again.

As Jiang Zhe pressed the answer button, he glanced at the clock. It was 8:37 pm. Unknowingly, an hour and a half had passed.

"Jiang Zhe, the auction of your work will begin soon."

Jiang Zhe asked, "How are the sales of the works that were just auctioned?"

“Of your previous three paintings, two failed to sell.”

When Jiang Zhe heard this, he couldn't help but feel worried.

"It's started, listen." After hearing Wang Zhen's reminder,

Jiang Zhe concentrated his attention and listened to the situation on the scene through his mobile phone.

It was a little blurry at first, but through some sounds and words I could understand that it was a male auctioneer introducing his works.

"The starting price of the work is 6 yuan. Interested buyers, please make your bid." Jiang Zhe heard the auctioneer's voice clearly.

6.5 million!
7 million!
……

(End of this chapter)