Generally speaking, Zou Heming came to Xiaocun on this trip and was very satisfied. Although Fang Yi's work is unfinished, it is still very good so far. The works of the four Keshimas have also maintained their standards, and there are some minor differences.
Improvement, at least now, Zou Heming thinks that the artists he signed have not started messing around with paintings just because they became famous, and they are quite reliable artists.
As for the trouble, of course, there is Fang Yi's masterpiece that imitates Rembrandt's technique. Now Zou Heming is thinking about how to turn these ridicules into a driving force for Fang Yi's fame. Zou Heming knows that this matter is a bit difficult to handle, but
There is always someone to handle difficult things, especially as a gallery signed by Fang Yi. If you shrink your head at this time, it would be really bad. Of course, if Fang Yi's painting is too bad, Zou Heming's head is really bad.
Eighty-nine will shrink back!
When Zou Heming returned to New York and had nothing to do, he began to think about how to handle this matter alone. Unexpectedly, a little traitor appeared and spread the news about the painting to several museums.
This little traitor was Rude. When Fang Yi completed almost 90% of it, Rude couldn't help himself when he saw the surviving piece, because the original work was in the hands of the Swedes, not the Netherlands.
, the level of Fang Yi’s paintings now is either like Rembrandt, or Rembrandt. Rude is also a patriot, thinking that since Fang Yi will sell this work, it should be sold to a museum in the Netherlands.
The best ending.
After talking to Fang Yi, Rude began to contact the museum in Amsterdam. Fang Yi understood Rude's mood and nodded in agreement.
Now Rude is no longer the one who asked for money, fame, and nothing. His life is still worth some money. Now Rude is a Dutch artist who is influential in the world. I received a call from him.
The museum should have dealt with it for the sake of face, not to mention the work of Fang Yi, another member of Linearism, who was introduced. Several Dutch museums that received Rude’s call would at least send people to take a look.
Two or three batches of works were rejected by Fang Yi. The price offered was too low. He wanted to take away Fang Yi's works for US$200,000 to 300,000, which was like a daydream.
The last group to come was a private museum in the Netherlands. They went to Fang Yi's home to look at "The Rebellion of the Batavians" that Fang Yi was painting. There was also another part that had been painted below.
"Mr. Fang, I sincerely praise your copying skills," one of the three people named Marco said.
Fang Yi nodded slightly after hearing this. He was waiting for the bald man in his fifties to say "but". As expected, Fang Yi didn't keep waiting. Fang Yi heard what he meant within two seconds.
"But this is just an imitation. Although the imitation is very good, its value is definitely not the price of the original. We are very interested in this piece. As for the other parts, we don't have much interest," Marco continued.
: "For this piece of work, we are willing to pay 300,000 euros."
After hearing this, Fang Yi had no expression on his face, and Rude smiled bitterly. Three hundred thousand euros? Do you think your friends have never seen money? For such a big painting, you can give it three hundred thousand euros.
Did you get the money Fang Yi paid for imitating a painting? A slightly famous artist imitated a famous work. Once the museum recognized it, it cost 50,000 to 60,000 euros. Fang Yi's reputation plus such a large work was worth 300,000 euros.
"I'm sorry!" Fang Yi shook his head and said, "I can't make the decision on this work. If you are interested in buying it, no matter which part it is, you can ask my gallery when I finish the painting."
As soon as Fang Yi said this, the three of them understood that they couldn't decide today. They chatted with Fang Yi and Rude for a few words. When they were about to turn around and leave, one of them discovered Fang Yi's completed work.
It's waiting there to dry out.
"Is this Mr. Fang's new work?" Marco stood in front of the work and looked at it for a while, then turned to Fang Yi and asked, "Can this work also be purchased in the gallery?".
"It has been ordered by the Metropolitan Museum of Art and will not appear on the gallery's list." Fang Yi opened his mouth and said. After several groups of people came around, Fang Yi was already a little impatient. He just watched people appreciate his works.
, and it’s just hard to say because of face.
These are all human beings. You couldn’t tell by looking at Fang Yi’s face. Rude’s face was covered with frost. Why would he stay like this? After saying a few useless words, he turned around and went to the door.
The car left.
As soon as he saw the people leaving, Rude sighed and said to Fang Yi, "Sorry! I shouldn't have called them here in the first place."
"It's nothing," Fang Yi said as he patted Rude on the shoulder. His friend's mood was understandable, but these people who came here were so fucked up. A painting of his that was carefully 'copied' was worth three dollars.
One hundred thousand euros? This is still the highest bid! If this is sold, wouldn’t my master-level status be no different from that of squatting in a museum looking at the works? What I completed after several months is not as good as one of my own.
A sketch is valuable, so where is the justice?
Rude went back dejected.
Fang Yi felt that the bid was ridiculous, but the people who came to see it were all experts, and the price they quoted was based on Fang Yi's current price. As for the size of the canvas, these people didn't think much of it. Everyone thought
What you want is the piece that survives. As for the things you infer and draw, who knows how reliable they are. The most likely thing is that they are not consistent with the original work at all. Who is willing to spend this wasted money to buy something that is out of tune?
go back.
Several groups of Dutch people came and left faster, and Fang Yi's life returned to its previous slow and comfortable pace without these fuckers.
For four or five months, Fang Yi focused on this work, and only one of his works was completed, and the second one had just taken shape.
All the parts have been completed and placed piece by piece in Fang Yi's living room. Want to put them together? I'm sorry, but Fang Yi's current small nest cannot be put together.
After removing all the parts from the frame, Fang Yi began to cut off the useless edges so that they would become one piece when joined together to form the entire work.
"Be careful." Rude looked at Fang Yi waving the sharp knife in his hand and cutting it easily along the edge. He didn't even prepare a ruler except for a knife in his hand, and he was trembling a little.
Yes, he quickly made a sound to remind Fang Yi.
Fang Yi raised his head and smiled: "I know what I drew by myself." He didn't stop while speaking.
Keshma looked at the canvas on the floor and said, "It's a pity that there is no place to put this painting together, so that the whole picture cannot be seen."
After hearing this, Fang Yi said: "If you want to see it, wait until the sun sets and while it's still bright, we can put them together and hang them outside to see."
"That's a good idea," Anders said.
Fang Yi spent about an hour cutting out the painting, and then chatted while waiting for the sun to set. The painting was completed, and of course Zou Heming's presence was indispensable. While waiting for the remaining part of the painting to be completed, Zou Heming's own came
Having seen it, and also listened to the comments of the five Keshimas, Zou Heming now had a clue in his mind about how to push this work out.
"Tell me, how are you going to push out Yi's work? It doesn't matter if you agree on which part to push out and the selling price." Anders looked up at Zou Heming and asked.
Zou Heming smiled after hearing this and leaned gently on the back of the sofa: "Of course it's the whole thing. There's nothing new about this idea. You can hear the news anyway! You'll know it by then."
.Although he has a plan in mind, Zou Heming is not yet very sure about it.
Although Heke Xima and others have some discernment, they are not professional appraisers. Therefore, Zou Heming has no idea how many flaws in Fang Yi's works can be seen by professionals. If there are any previous arrangements,
If there is any problem, then of course the subsequent plan will not be carried out.
"You dishonestly stay in your mansion in Paris, living your life of luxury, and you have time to come here today? How is the completion of the work? If it is completed, send it to the gallery." In order to change the subject, Zou Heming said to Andel
Si joked.
Anders smiled and stretched out his index finger in front of his face a few times: "Don't look at my life with strange eyes. I just pay more attention to my own taste in life than they do. As for my works, last time
Didn't I send you one? Why did it sell out so quickly?"
"No, in order to control the speed of sales, I withheld your work for more than a month, but this time I can take it out and give it to the buyer when I go back," Zou Heming said.
"Then you still press?"
"I'm afraid you only care about enjoying life and put painting aside." Zou Heming's words are a bit half-truth. Anders has been a little too active during these days.
Two fashion models entered Anders' life quickly, and then were removed from his life by Anders just as quickly. This incident actually made Anders, an artist, appear in the gossip news of newspapers.
Anders said: "I can still control this and stay in the studio painting for at least four hours a day."
Almost half a year has passed since the second US tour, and the influence of fame or money on a few people has gradually begun to appear.
Anders now throws parties and other things when he has nothing to do in Paris, and Artur is now paying attention to dressing up. Of course, it is mainly Ilia's idea, and Artur doesn't have the vision to dress up.
Altur is now driving Alfa Romeo's top coupe, which can be said to be full of famous brands, except for Yi
After Lia persuaded her to move to Paris, she listened to the woman's words for everything else. Keshima became less talkative, but his temper seemed to have gotten louder, not towards Fang Yi and his friends, but towards Fang Yi and his friends.
It was facing the people outside. Rude didn't seem to have changed much and continued to immerse himself in the studio. (To be continued...)