The day after sending Qu Gu and Su Meng away, Fang Yi found an intellectual property lawyer to consult with some knowledge about patents, and then prepared to apply for a patent for his oil and two pigments, not only
Regarding the formula and process, anyway, some of the Eastern and Western suggestions suggested by the lawyer were followed exactly as they said.
At the same time, he also told his friends about the time when the trash can painting exhibition in Bobil would be on display to the public. Keshima and the others still quite trust Fang Yi's vision. Although they didn't see the trash can last time.
Not only did I not see the work, but I was also scolded by others. However, Fang Yi praised it so much that several people decided to take a look at it. You can't stop watching a good work after being scolded.
When it was time for the public exhibition, Fang Yi gathered his friends and friends and went to the field to pick up Luan Xiao. Seven people and two cars drove towards the exhibition location.
The gallery that represents Bobil is quite powerful. Bobil’s first painting exhibition was held at the Grand Palais in France. From this aspect, it shows that the gallery attaches great importance to trash cans, and Fang Yi also thinks that Bobil
It deserves such attention. The French Grand Palais was built together with the Raphael Tower for the World Expo. However, after the World Expo, many things were demolished, and the Iron Tower and the Grand Palace were retained.
The Grand Palace also regularly holds some art exhibitions and so on. It is said that young artists can have opportunities, but that is just a theory. The young artists who can actually exhibit here are very promising and
If anyone with money can come here to have a solo exhibition, then this place will be too busy for even one exhibition a day.
All in all, if Fang Yi and his friends want to hold a linearism-specific art exhibition here, they will end up having a lot of trouble. And Popile's first exhibition was held here. In terms of such level and specifications, it is quite.
High.
After buying tickets with his friends, Fang Yi and the others swaggered into the exhibition hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the introduction of the old guy Popile standing at the door. The venue had just opened and there were not many people. How could Fang Yi and the others be interested in seeing the old guy's personal introduction? They directly transferred it.
This large panel, and then walked into the exhibition hall to admire the work.
"It's really great!" Keshima looked at the first work in front of him for five or six minutes, then sighed softly and turned to Fang Yi next to him.
Fang Yi nodded and continued to look at the canvas within reach.
Artur also murmured and said, "I really don't know how he handled these details and then applied these colors! It's so praiseworthy!".
Anders was not in the mood to make any jokes now. He opened his eyes and carefully read the words in front of him without saying a word.
What is now in front of everyone is an oil painting with a banner more than two meters wide and one meter high. What is painted on the canvas is a dark corner of the street, where a homeless man is sleeping with his body curled up in a house made of cardboard boxes.
I wrapped myself in the various clothes I picked up. I stretched my head out of the cardboard box and looked at the bustling street and pedestrians opposite. The cardboard house looked like a bustling street.
It seems like two different worlds, so close yet so far away, and the streets are filled with blurred pedestrians. The buildings on both sides are also covered with red, white and blue French flags. These flags are not the usual common styles.
, instead they are thin strips hanging from the top of the building, with a small triangle missing at the end. These flags are curled and flying.
What's even stranger is that this homeless man who lives in a cardboard box doesn't know whether he wants to get out of the cardboard box to join the carnival or get into the cardboard box to escape the noise of the crowd. The expression on his face is also very strange. The upper half of his face
The lower half of his face looked a little sad while he was smiling, and his whole body was twisted into a strange posture.
When Fang Yi stood in front of the work, the feeling he had when he saw the trash can work that day came back to him. It was a real masterpiece, with such a delicate realism style. When you look far away, you can't see the brushstrokes, just like on the national cloth.
It's like a homeless person lives here.
From a distance away from Fang Yi and others, they can see the clear brushstrokes on the canvas. The brush tip is very small, and the strokes are firm and powerful. It seems that every stroke is pressed hard, and the color of each piece is
They are all mixed with other colors, as if they were rolled out with different colors on a pen. The colors of individual strokes are very messy, but as a whole, there is only shock.
"Yi is right! Popile is indeed a person who stands on the shoulders of giants," Rude said while looking at the painting.
Several people slowly looked at the works one by one, staying in front of each work for at least ten minutes. Fang Yi was still pointing his fingers on his pants while looking at them, scratching slowly, and guessing about the old thing.
How did you draw it? And what if you let yourself draw it.
"How did you get here!".
Fang Yi and several other friends were concentrating on the work in front of them, a landscape painting, discussing how just a few trees and two or three lazy goats filled the entire canvas with indescribable vitality and appeal.
After hearing these words, Fang Yi and others turned their heads and saw the thin and short trash can standing two or three meters away from them, blowing their beards and glaring at Fang Yi and others.
Angry. The current trash can is wearing a gray coat. It seems that the coat is quite old. There is a peaked cap on his head, and his lower body is
Wearing the same gray trousers and black leather shoes, they are of an old-fashioned style with a pointy head. This outfit is very 'retro' and looks a bit like the youth in the 1980s that Fang Yi saw in magazines, but now
Wearing it makes you look very sexy! It's so sexy that it's at its peak, and you can add a pussy at the back right away.
Anders said: "We drove here!". Regarding the rudeness in the old man's tone, Anders became angry after hearing this. No matter how awesome you are, how can you do this to my friend? Who are you? No matter how great the master is,
No matter how good your painting is, if I don’t offend you, I won’t offend you either!
After listening to Anders' words, Fang Yi and Beronica couldn't help but laugh twice. After Fang Yi finished laughing, he continued to look at Popile with the corners of his mouth raised.
Originally, Bobil said this to Fang Yi, Keshma and Rude, especially Fang Yi. Now Bobil became very angry when he saw Fang Yi, remembering what this boy said to him in the museum.
attitude. Then there are Rude and Keshima. Although these two people have only met him once, they are not good birds and have sharp mouths. Now this stranger is acting like this, which really makes people laugh.
Got together.
"I'm asking who let you in!".
Rude shook the ticket in his hand: "I bought this and came in. I heard that you are bad at painting. We just wanted to see how bad your painting is! Now that I see it, I really don't know what to say! You paint
"What are those things?" After saying that, he looked up and down in the trash can. Your painting is good. Rude admitted this, but you suddenly jumped out and were rude to me. How can I still be polite to you?
Of course he is looking for trouble! Who is a good-tempered person!
"Am I bad at painting? Do you guys with no hair even know what painting is?" Bobile was furious after hearing this and immediately opened his mouth to fight back at Rude.
"Not to mention your age, don't you feel embarrassed that you can draw at such a level at this age?" Rude looked at Popile and said, "If you are lucky, a child can start from the age of five.
It only takes you five or six years to learn painting, which is when you are ten years old. How old are you now? What is so commendable about painting something like this!"
When it comes to irritating people, Rude is really sharp-tongued and doesn't recognize people at all! Bobile's current level was compared by Rude to being able to draw a ten-year-old child.
Anders said: "Originally, I thought about teaching students in primary schools, becoming an art teacher or something! After hearing what you said, Rude, the children are all at this level, and I have no interest at all!" Anders said
He sighed heavily and said to Rude.
Popile's face turned even redder, and he was about to open his mouth to speak. At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked up next to him. The middle-aged man gently pulled the old man who was angry and ready to fight back.
sleeves, and then said: "Let them see, let's go over there and have a look. Some friends from the media are here! Be nicer!".
Bobil's character seemed to have changed a little. The old man listened to the words of the people next to him, glared at Fang Yi and the others for a few times, then turned and walked away.
This surprised Fang Yi! The middle-aged man smiled and nodded at Fang Yi and others, and then made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Fang Yi and others could continue to appreciate the paintings, and then walked away.
He quickly followed up with the angry Popile.
Fang Yi looked at the old man's back and said, "What kind of medicine did this man give to the old man? He's so obedient!" Fang Yi originally thought that it would develop into a verbal battle, but who knew that this middle-aged man would
After the man said something, the old man walked away. According to Fang Yi's understanding of the old man, this shouldn't be like this.
"You don't care what kind of medicine he gave him, as long as he can restrain the old guy! His body functions are useless and he is still so angry!" Rude curled his lips and said: "No wonder there are no human body paintings, it turns out that the girls can't stand it.
His bad temper!".
"I guess this person was too poor before to hire a model! But he will be able to hire one soon!" Artur opened his mouth and said.
"It's none of our business!" Anders said, and then asked his friends: "Do you want to continue watching?"
"Forget it! I've seen enough." Now that Fang Yi has understood a little bit, it doesn't make much sense to read any more. And this old guy knows with his ass that he won't let himself go to the scene to copy or anything. Hurry up.
I'll go back home and try out what I've been thinking about.
Keshima said: "Okay! Let's go back! We'll feel better if we can't see this old thing!" (To be continued...)