Although it seems that absorbing the inner energy of calligraphy and painting has no curative effect on terminal illness, the changes it brings to his body and mind are real.
Therefore, after Chen Feng weighed it in his mind, he decided to continue looking for calligraphy, painting or other works of art that would bring gratifying changes to his body and mind.
In the past few days, he had actually not only visited those calligraphers and painters, but also several sculptors and sculptors, which were all considered fine arts. Unfortunately, none of them brought any surprising works to Chen Feng.
There are quite a lot of these artists living in the urban area of Xiuzhou. It is probably because they are not short of money now, and because of the many conveniences of living in a big city, of course they all choose to live in the city.
The next day, Chen Feng cheered up and continued to visit several artists in the city. Their reputations were much smaller than those he had visited before.
The youngest among them is less than 30 years old and is not yet famous, but being included in Director Huang's list and sent to Chen Feng naturally shows his own strength.
In the past few days, Chen Feng went online and learned about some art collection tips. He knew that many collectors like to collect the works of young artists, hoping that the value of one of their art works will increase significantly in the future.
If your bet is successful, you will really make a lot of money.
As long as the price collected at the beginning is not very high, there is basically no possibility of losing money.
Because today’s art collection market has always been relatively hot.
As the saying goes, "gold in troubled times is antique in prosperous times."
Now is the golden age. The craze for antiques has been booming for more than 20 years, and the prices of other artworks have also been rising.
Although there is some suspicion of speculation, this is a trend.
As long as these artists are already somewhat famous, their current income at a relatively low price will be very valuable in the future, at least able to offset the losses caused by inflation.
Of course, the water there is relatively deep. If an outsider enters with the purpose of investment, he will definitely be ripped off a few times.
Although Chen Feng is a layman, his purpose is not for investment, but for his own health.
Just trying to find not many works of art that fit his criteria.
Three more houses in a row found nothing, and it was already noon.
Chen Feng randomly found a restaurant on the street to eat, then cheered up and went to the next one.
This time, according to the itinerary plan, the youngest artist to go was only 28 years old this year. His name was Xi Jun. He was younger than Chen Feng, but he is now also well-known in the domestic painting circle. He is good at painting figures.
The characters are drawn very realistically, as if they were taken from a photo.
Therefore, some people admire him very much, saying that he has improved his painting skills to infinite heights, but others feel that this is not painting at all, let alone art. In jargon, his works are "
"Travel painting".
The so-called "traditional painting" is a very insulting term in the painting world. It refers to using the lowest cost and the least time to produce the easiest-to-sell paintings. The purpose of practicing painting is to obtain economic benefits faster.
Such a controversial young painter has a high self-esteem and does not sell his works at low prices, so his family has a lot of inventory.
Chen Feng called him almost an hour in advance and said that he was introduced by Director Huang of the art museum and that he was a collector and wanted to see paintings at his home.
Director Huang's face is relatively easy to use, after all, he is in charge of the art exhibition work of the art museum.
In addition, when a financial sponsor comes to your door, who would be unwilling? In the real world, there are basically no artists who are not willing to give up for five buckets of rice. Unless his family has a mine and is not short of money.
Chen Feng drove there for almost half an hour and arrived at the place. It was a courtyard on the outskirts of the city, with walls and surveillance.
After contacting me on the phone, the person who answered the door was an aunt in her fifties.
Then I saw Xi Jun in the main hall wearing glasses, with medium-long hair, an old-fashioned hairstyle, and melancholy and focused eyes. Not to mention that he really had the temperament of an artist.
It was not that he was not good at talking, but he seemed to be very talkative. He took the initiative to ask Chen Feng about his origins, but Chen Feng only said that he was a private collector.
Xi Jun was a little disappointed at first after listening to Chen Feng's introduction, but then Chen Feng said that he had purchased Master Wang Yi's "Lanting Preface" for 5 million before. He suddenly became excited again, and he didn't care about being polite, so he took Chen Feng to see it directly
his works.
He has quite a lot of works, which fill an entire room of at least fifty square meters, and almost a dozen shelves inside are filled or filled.
Those piled up were works that he didn't care much about, while the ones placed alone were the works that he thought he was good at.
"The works displayed here are all my most proud works in the past few years. There are about a dozen pieces in total. Take a look. The price is easy to say."
Xi Jun led Chen Feng directly to the innermost row of shelves against the wall, which were still covered with dust-proof cloths. After he stepped forward and pulled away the dust-proof cloth, he revealed paintings that were displayed individually on the shelves.
At a glance, Chen Feng saw that most of them were real paintings, and a few were other paintings.
Chen Feng didn't say anything. He stepped forward and looked at each painting carefully. Then he suddenly stared at one of the landscape paintings and couldn't move his eyes away.
This is a beach painting, with a blue sky and ocean, a beach, and seven or eight people on the beach.
This painting is not completely realistic, but still has some strong oil painting style.
The result brought a surprise to Chen Feng.
"Do you like my painting of the beach?" Seeing Chen Feng staring at the painting, Xi Jun introduced it, "I painted this when I was traveling to St. Louis Beach two years ago. I was on vacation at the time.
, but lying on the beach chair and looking at this beautiful beach, I suddenly felt inspired to create. So, I immediately asked my assistant to bring a drawing board, and I stood on this beach for more than three hours to draw.
This painting is finished."
"That's right. I like this painting. If the price is right, I can buy it and collect it."
Chen Feng didn't hide it or make any secrets. He was just buying paintings, so there was no need.
Xi Jun was very happy when he heard what Chen Feng said and said quickly: "The dozen or so paintings here are my favorite and most proud works in my life, and they are the reflection of my hard work. If you really want to buy them, I will sell them to you for 3 million."
"
Chen Feng just shook his head when he heard the price: "Your price is a bit too high. To put it bluntly, your reputation is not very good now, at least not as good as Master Wang Yi. I am willing to pay 1 million to buy it. 300
Wan is just too high."
Xi Jun was a little angry when he heard Chen Feng's words, but he still held back and raised his voice: "I sold 3 million at a low price. If I hadn't been in urgent need of a capital turnover, I wouldn't have sold these more than ten million now.
I sold these works because I knew they would increase in value significantly in the future.”
Chen Feng shook his head again: "I don't care about the future. I'm not buying it in the future, but buying it now. Well, let me add 500,000 to 1.5 million to buy your painting."
"Impossible!" Xi Jun seemed to be insulted and raised his voice again. "3 million is the lowest psychological price I can accept. Don't you think it's too much if you cut it in half?"
"No one will buy it at your price. 3 million will buy you a landscape painting, and it is not your best at realistic painting, so there will be fewer gimmicks and controversial points. In this way, even if you become famous in the future, this painting
Paintings also have limited value-added. You don’t object to this, right? The reason why you were somewhat famous in the domestic painting circles was mainly because of your realistic paintings, which looked more like photos than photos, which caused a certain range of controversy."
What Chen Feng said was true, and Xi Jun was speechless for a moment.
What he is best at is indeed realistic painting, not landscape painting.
Moreover, for this painting, he did it on a whim and did not use the techniques he had always been good at. Instead, he used a more traditional oil painting method.
To be honest, among the dozen or so works, he didn't attach much importance to this painting, and he almost didn't place it here in the first place.
The reason why this painting is placed on this shelf is mainly to make up for it, otherwise this row of shelves will not be full.
When Chen Feng saw that he was silent, he continued: "1.5 million is really sincere. Besides, this is just the first business between you and me. If there are works that I like in the future, I can still buy them. One will make two."
Come back to familiarity."
Xi Jun then said: "How about you look at other works, and if there is anything you like, I can give it to you at a cheap price."
"good."
Chen Feng did not refuse, nodded in agreement, and continued to look at other works.
It's a pity that as I continued reading one by one, until I had finished reading more than a dozen of his masterpieces, there was no more surprise.
However, Chen Feng did not give up so easily. He turned to Xi Jun and asked, "Can I also take a look at other works?"
Xi Jun was stunned and quickly asked: "Except for this one "Beach", among the dozen or so paintings, have you not taken a fancy to the others?"
Chen Feng nodded directly: "Yes. Can you show me the other works on your shelves?"
Xi Jun pointed to a painting placed in the middle of the second shelf: "Where is this painting? Don't you like it too? Three years ago, someone wanted to buy it for 3 million, and I didn't even agree. A year later, he
It was increased to 5 million, but I still didn't agree. This is the most proud painting in my life. If you want it now, I can sell it to you for 6 million. I guarantee that the value of this painting will double in the future."
This is a realistic painting. It shows a beautiful girl in her twenties sitting quietly. The whole painting looks like a large-size color photo. It is very realistic.
Chen Feng did not doubt his words, but this painting did not bring him any special feeling at all.
Therefore, Chen Feng simply shook his head: "I'm sorry. This painting is very good, but it doesn't suit my taste. I am a person who collects art, and it is mainly based on my taste."
Xi Jun couldn't help but feel speechless and annoyed when he heard this. He couldn't help but feel that Chen Feng didn't understand art at all.
But after all, he was the financial owner, and it was real money that came to buy his paintings. He could only endure his anger.
"Okay then. I'll take you to see the other works on the shelves."
First, he looked at the paintings placed separately. Chen Feng looked at them one by one. The result brought no surprises, and he was somewhat disappointed.
"You haven't taken a fancy to any of this?" Xi Jun was also disappointed. He really needed some money recently to turn around a business project he had invested in. He was very eager to raise 5 million.
Chen Feng shook his head, and Xi Jun was a little discouraged.
"Can I see those piled together?"
Xi Jun no longer held out much hope, waving his hand and saying, "You can take a look at those."
Chen Feng actually went to see it. Since everyone was here, of course Chen Feng wanted to find one more useful painting to take back.
There are quite a few randomly stacked paintings, as many as three to four hundred.
Fortunately, Chen Feng was patient enough and looked over one by one.
In the end, Xi Jun almost became impatient. Chen Feng finally paid off and he got what he wanted and found another work.
This is also a very realistic landscape painting, which shows a field of grass and a tree, as well as a blue sky and sun.
"Let's go with this one too." Chen Feng took out the painting in a casual tone and placed it next to the shelf.
When Xi Jun saw that it was another landscape painting, and it was an old work he had made several years ago, he was really speechless. If Chen Feng hadn't found this painting, he would have had no impression of it at all.
He felt a little insulted. Others looked down on the realistic figure paintings that he was really proud of, but he chose landscape paintings that he himself looked down upon. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to undercut others?
However, he immediately thought that he was short of money now, and then thought that paintings that he didn't care much about could be sold for millions. It was considered a waste utilization, and there was nothing wrong with it.
After Chen Feng found the second painting, he couldn't help but become more motivated and continued to look through the rest of Xi Jun's works.
It's just a pity that he carefully looked at all the paintings in this room and found none that were qualified.
Chen Feng had no choice but to say to Xi Jun helplessly: "Just these two paintings. 2 million, I will buy them together."
Xi Jun shook his head quickly: "The minimum is 3 million. Otherwise I won't sell it."
"You're not interested anymore. If I hadn't dug out this painting, you might have disposed of it as scrap in the future. I can give you an extra 500,000 yuan, which is already pretty good."
Xi Jun was a little embarrassed, but he still shook his head and said: "No. 3 million is really the lowest price. I don't know how to bargain. If you want these two paintings for 3 million, you can buy them. If you don't buy them, I can't do anything."
Chen Feng stared at him for a while. To be honest, buying two paintings for 3 million yuan was not a loss for him.
Why not save a little if you can?
Therefore, Chen Feng could only shake his head with pretense of regret and said: "Then I can only say sorry. 2 million is the highest price I can offer. If you don't sell, I can only express regret. I hope there will be more next time
I’ll buy your paintings again when I get a chance.”
After Chen Feng finished speaking, he walked out the door.
Seeing that Chen Feng didn't seem to be faking it, Xi Jun couldn't help it. He was not a qualified businessman after all, and he was in urgent need of money, so he immediately lowered the price: "2.8 million for two paintings is really cheap."
Chen Feng just shook his head and continued walking out.
This time Xi Jun did not take the initiative to lower the price immediately. When Chen Feng walked to the door, he gritted his teeth and said: "2.5 million!"
Chen Feng stopped and turned around. Before he could be happy, he pretended to be unhappy and said, "Two hundred and fifty, who are you insulting?"
After saying that, Chen Feng quickly walked out of the room quickly.
Seeing this, Xi Jun quickly ran over and shouted loudly at Chen Feng's back at the door: "2.3 million!"