Does Fang Yi feel any pressure? Of course, a little bit, but only a little bit. Of course, he would be a little unhappy to be called a liar. But after listening to it for a few days, Fang Yi felt
It calmed down. Liar? You’re right to call him a liar! From Ai Fank
Ingres, including Michelangelo, Raphael, Leonardo da Vinci, who are not liars? Has anyone seen people with white wings in the real world? Has anyone seen those so-called gods? You
If you paint it and hang it in a church without even seeing it, how much better is it than a liar even if you are not a liar?
As for the mass media's comments about him, Fang Yi doesn't care at all. Even if it goes to heaven, it won't have much impact on the price of his paintings. Everyone who needs to know already knows, so the mass media can just let them go.
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The only reason Fang Yi doesn't care about the mass media's evaluation of him is because the so-called public simply doesn't have the ability to buy his works.
Take Fang Yi himself as an example. A painting now costs 16.7 million U.S. dollars. In the United States, this amount of money is the income of an ordinary middle-class family for about 20 years. Which ordinary family can use it for 20 years?
How can I spend money to buy a piece of Fang Yi's work? Your class can't buy my work, so why should I, as an artist, pay too much attention to your voice?
Some people would say that art serves the public. This is a joke. Art has never served the public. Oil paintings used to be the world of religious paintings, or there were some portraits. All artists at that time served religion and nobility.
Or they are rich people. Traditional Chinese painting used to belong to literati paintings, which was an elegant taste and could not serve the public. Nowadays, art
Most art serves the artist himself and has nothing to do with the public. Throughout history, art has served religion, power, or the artist's inner thoughts, but it has never served the public. This is
It sounds cruel. Ordinary working people are very uncomfortable with it and find it harsh. But what you don’t want to hear is often the truth!
Now Fang Yi just squats in the small village, living a peaceful life while painting his own works. As for other things, it is like the spring breeze filling a donkey's ears, going in one ear and out the other. Even in Fang Yi
There is no ability to cause fluctuations in emotions.
Fang Yi felt that his life was going well. But he forgot that sometimes trouble comes when you think you are living well.
Shicheng, Painter's Village. As soon as Wei Jin finished his meal at noon, he took his two dogs, the round-headed and the flat-headed, for a walk. As for Tao Yong, he drove to the city. Now Tao Yong is with a girl and has an appointment with his girlfriend.
Went. The only one left in the house was Zhu Zheng, who had no class today. This kid was not in the studio, but was taking a nap upstairs.
Of course, Wei Jin, Tao Yong and Zhu Zheng are no longer what they used to be. The works of the three of them are more than 300,000 each. And with the increasingly active art market in China, the prices of their paintings are still high.
With the continuous improvement, living in Fang Yi's studio is also to facilitate communication. However, living in Fang Yi's home is not a long-term solution. Now the three of them are beginning to consider setting up a studio in the painter's village.
While waiting for a few people to get it, they discovered that the houses in Painter Village were no longer easy to get at this time. The house prices alone had doubled, and they were still only looking at the price. As for the houses in Painter Village, there were no houses that wanted to sell.
.Not to mention wanting to sell, even though few studios have been rented out until now, few have thought of quitting. This situation makes several young artists sigh a little when they think about it.
Now a few people are discussing whether to get an acre or two of land in a nearby village and build a studio together. However, in recent days, there is news that the painter's village will be expanded, and several people are burning in their hearts.
I got a little hope. After all, the facilities, environment and transportation conditions in Painter Village are now much better than the place I chose. Not to mention the place I chose, life in Painter Village is much more comfortable than in the city.
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Anyway, these people have money now. If you don’t look at anything else, just look at the cars parked in Fang Yi’s courtyard. In addition to Fang Yi’s old little jeep, there is now a Caddy and an Audi parked there.
A6 Then you will know what a young and promising new generation artist is.
Zhu Zheng, who was sleeping soundly in the room with the air conditioner blowing and wrapped in a quilt, didn't know that while he was sleeping soundly, two figures came from the woods behind the studio, and then went straight towards Fang Yi's painting storage room.
He walked over. One person leaned sideways and looked at the entrance of the tower. The other person skillfully took out the lockpicking tool and inserted it into the keyhole.
These two people came here to steal Fang Yi's works. Each work is worth millions. There are always some people who have the courage to take risks and want to get rich! Theft is also a skill, and they also steal works worth millions. Where is it?
An ordinary little thief would have done it. These two
All of them are veterans, that is, the small prints have been removed, and they have become thieves. Looking at such a high wall and walking over it so easily, you know that you still have some skills in your hands. By the way, ordinary thieves may not have it either.
So bold to buy something worth millions at once.
After thinking about it with a click, the person who was opening the door turned his head to his companion behind him, blinked his eyes under the hood and nodded.
The two opened the door and walked in. Then they looked for a lamp on the wall of the studio. They quickly found the lamp through the light in the corridor. Once they opened it, they could see most of the wall.
It was empty except for a few works hanging not far from the door.
"This man's paintings are too little," a thief said softly to his companion.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get the paintings." The companion winked at the person who was talking, and the two of them began to take down Fang Yi's works from the shelf. Some of the works that were too large were difficult to carry with them.
Just get some suitable works.
"Boss, there is a painting here." The thief pulled off the cover cloth on the work and said softly to his boss: "Others are hanging directly, but this painting is covered with cloth, right?
More expensive?".
The boss thief looked at the painting, looked at it for two seconds, and then said directly: "What you said makes sense, then take this one with you, even though it's a little bigger!".
"This bastard, why do you always paint such big paintings? You'd be dead if you painted smaller ones. It's hard for us to borrow even a few paintings." The younger brother muttered softly while taking the paintings.
The boss reached out and patted the younger brother on the forehead: "Stop talking nonsense and work quickly!".
The two thieves walked one behind the other. The eldest brother was holding two smaller paintings in his hand. The younger brother put the large painting covered with cloth by Fang Yi directly on his head and left the art storage room. Then he turned to the wall.
Next to him, a bird chirped from the boss's mouth, and suddenly another head popped up on the wall. Three of Fang Yi's works came out of the wall smoothly. Then the two figures inside the wall were as light as civet cats.
Turned over the same.
A few thieves easily stole three of Fang Yi's works from the art storage room. It's not that Fang Yi didn't take precautions here. There were a lot of devices installed inside and outside the house. If someone
Looking at the surveillance screen with eyes open, you will notice the two thieves as soon as they come in. One of them is out walking the dog, the other is out to meet his girlfriend, and the third one is cooking pig's head in bed. We didn't expect that someone would dare to enter in broad daylight.
Stealing things from Fang Yi's studio.
To be honest, this cannot all be blamed on Tao Yong and the others. At the beginning, there were so many paintings stored in the art storage room, and everyone was still paying attention to adjusting the video recording when nothing happened. After such a long time, nothing happened.
Of course, if something happens, you need to relax your nerves, and these people are not professional monitors.
The most important thing is that Wei Jin left with Round Tou and Flat Tou. It would be really difficult for two thieves to come in with two dogs! As an experienced gang, they had been stepping on the spot for more than a month.
Damn it, if there weren't two dogs here, they wouldn't choose to attack in broad daylight. If it was an ordinary dog, at most it would be killed by a meat bun filled with medicine at night.
But Round Tou and Flat Tou are not ordinary dogs. There was once a thief who dressed up as a toll dog. When he saw Round Tou and Flat Tou go out, he threw the half-eaten meat buns on the ground and wanted to try them.
I tried to test whether the two dogs would eat or not. I looked at the round-headed and flat-headed dogs without even looking at them. I felt that I had to wait for the opportunity and it was a bit unreliable to act rashly.
It’s not the fault of the two dogs that the round-headed and flat-headed ones don’t eat meat buns. On the one hand, it’s because the thief is ignorant and thinks that all dogs like to eat meat buns. Once he sees a dog that doesn’t like meat buns, he can’t do anything about it.
Secondly, we must first blame Fang Yi. Fang Yi is a carnivorous person and eats every meal.
Meat, and it's good meat, don't even look at anything like pork belly. It's true that whoever raises a dog has it. Following Fang Yi, except for the hardship of a mountain village tour, there are two round-headed and flat-headed ones.
Eat lean meat every day, and eat a little fruit pancakes and the like just to spice up the taste.
Later, when Fang Yi went to France, Yuan Tou and Bian Tou often kept company with Tao Yong and Wei Jin. These two families were not impoverished, and they couldn't be too deprived of two dogs. From time to time, they would have a meal.
Eat meat. When the prices of Wei Jin and Tao Yong's paintings increased, they felt a little shortchanged by their friend's pet dog.
In the past, when I followed Fang Yi, I ate so well that I felt like I had never had a full meal. Now the staple food of round and flat heads has been replaced by pork ribs, and they are small ribs, not
The big bones of the spine, and occasionally chewing two pig trotters or something. Two young and promising new generation artists are rich.
Zhumen's wine and meat are smelly, and there are frozen bones on the road. The first half of the sentence can be used to describe Tao Yong and Wei Jin, plus round heads and flat heads. The thief throws in a meat bun, the kind of pork belly with powder and then put onions and ginger.
What kind of covering smell, how did this kind of thing get into the mouth of the round-headed flat-headed one? If there were hands, maybe the two dogs would hide their faces and run away. What else would they eat?