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Chapter 335 Luck and Misfortune

Suckling the noodles, Fang Yi looked at the magazine and felt a little happy. He was not happy about anything else, but Lucian Freud, an old comrade who was already over eighty years old and was about to drive.

The crane travels to the west, and a Bobiel appears in the last moments of his life. Do you think it's annoying or not? It turns out there are still people

It is said that he is one of the greatest artists after Picasso. Now because of the emergence of Bobil, this one will be watered down. Even if some attributes of the twentieth century are added, it cannot be justified now, because Bobil

He is also several decades older, so he cannot be counted among the artists of the 21st century.

Bobil has promoted realism techniques, and no one can deny this achievement. The old man who used to be the master of the art world is now a bit weak. Isn’t there a saying: living in the same era as so and so

People are lucky because you can see the greatness of a great man, but it is also unfortunate that you can only helplessly admire his greatness, but you cannot surpass it.

The price of 30 million allowed Lucian to sit on the world's highest transaction price for a few days, and then Comrade Trash Can took the second place. In Fang Yi's view, this situation was also Lucian and his own hardcore collection.

The last struggle of the masters, the next works of this master can maintain this

The price, that's all lucky. They were so unlucky that they met a master. This master also set a benchmark for realism or contemporary artists who are inclined to realism with his works: like this

You are really good at painting, your painting skills are nothing compared to mine!

It turns out that Bobile did not appear. Lucien's childhood was full of monsters and monsters. Not to mention the market performance of his works, even his love life was ups and downs. According to a friend, Lu

Xi'an's wife and girlfriend gave birth to forty children for the artist, so many that the artist couldn't even name any of his own children. Of course, forty children is a bit exaggerated, but it definitely counts as eight.

Nine is not far from ten, and the difference in number is not much different.

Let’s take a look at the love history of this master. Although Comrade Lao Fu looks like a standard otaku when he is not doing anything, he is withdrawn and does not like to communicate. However, when it comes to the way to deal with women, let alone an otaku, even if he likes to follow her all day long

The men who follow women behind them are all beyond their reach.

When he was in his twenties, he married the daughter of a British knight. Not long after, he had an affair with a female writer. Later, he divorced and married a female writer. It didn't last long before the man's love interest relapsed.

, then naturally came another divorce. After this divorce, Freud never got married. However, not getting married did not affect the master's pace of having children at all. Several girlfriends frantically gave birth to a bunch of children for the master.

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It stands to reason that after such a playboy woman is abandoned, she should be a little bit cursed. Freud's methods are really admirable. Except for the first and second wife who are a little resentful,

Other women say that this seemingly solitary master has an extraordinary magical power over women.

Listening to what women said about Comrade Lao Fu, one model said: Being with him is like putting your finger into a socket, and your whole body is numbed by electricity. Someone else said: When I am with him, I just

It was like being in the Garden of Eden. When everything ended, I felt like I was kicked out of paradise. Another said: He is like a hypnotist who can hypnotize women. The overall meaning is to be with him,

The women stripped themselves naked, lay down and let them do whatever they wanted.

Such a method is simply admirable to Fang Yi. There are two women before and after him, but none of them has been taken care of by him. Look at the women who willingly gave birth to dozens of babies for him. Such a method is simply the best among men.

Is there a man who is a role model in the heart of modern men?

Of course, Fang Yi has no interest in making his life like Lao Fu. If he wanted to make it like this, it would not be too difficult for Fang Yi now.

It’s not difficult because Fang Yi is famous here. Sometimes huge fame is the best attraction or catalyst for both women and men. Generally, women like successful people, and it is inevitable to find such a person.

Showing off everywhere. Ordinary public men like to have fun with some female star lying on their bed when they have nothing to do, and let them take whatever they want. It's the same.

Secondly, Fang Yi is not only not ugly, but also very handsome. With this appearance alone, he can attract some girls who are not experienced in the world.

Putting the two together, it can be said that Fang Yi has the software and hardware to live a life like Lao Fu. The only problem now is that Fang Yi himself does not want to live such a life. As both artists, Fang Yi and Lao Fu have different choices in their own lives.

He is not from the same place.

After sighing with emotion at Comrade Lao Fu's methods, and then laughing at the fact that Lao Fu was slapped with a stick by the garbage can, Fang Yi carefully looked at the date of the exhibition and prepared to go and see it as soon as it opened.

The last time I saw the works of Trash Can, Fang Yi and the others had a little conflict with Trash Can. However, this incident did not affect Fang Yi's decision to look at the old man's works again. Stones from other mountains can attack jade.

.Who has time to care about the garbage bin, a stone from another mountain? Would you like to be attacked by yourself?

What kind of jade, just go and see it. Could it be that the rubbish bin can be written at the door of the art exhibition: Linearism, five bastards and dogs are not allowed? Let alone adding dogs at the end, there is only the front. The old man dares to write, Fang Yijue is right

If you dare to go to court with the old man and sue him for discrimination, you will definitely win.

Anders had the same idea as Fang Yi. Early the next morning, before Fang Yi could tell the three people next to him, he directly called and organized everyone to go to the art exhibition. Fang Yi

Naturally, he nodded and agreed, which must be what he was thinking.

It's okay for the linearist five to go to the art exhibition, but to see the preview is out of the question. Logically speaking, the names of the five of them can be invited by the old man. After all, they are all in the art circle, and they are almost

People still live near Paris. No.

They looked down upon the five of them when they were passing through the trash can. The mere mention of Fang Yi made me feel off-putting. Why invite me to participate in the preview? When I saw the guest list provided by the curator, Fang Yi's name was the first one.

Cross it out, and then there are the four Keshima.

These people are absolutely useless! While typing the names of the five people, Henry Popile remembered how many people he met at the last art exhibition. He couldn't help but get angry and said angrily. Hearing the curators next to him look at each other

At one glance, a wry smile appeared on his face: This guy really doesn’t like linearism.

Participating in the preview was aborted, but on the first day when it was exhibited to the public, Fang Yikesima and the five linearists arrived at the exhibition hall early.

My plane has gone to China and I don’t have time to waste time today.

Anders walked at the front, showed five tickets to the gatekeeper at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and then pointed to the five people behind him, which meant that the people behind him were the same! In this way, the five people showed up at the old guy's exhibition.

middle.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Yi took a look at the exhibition hall at first glance. There were only a few works in total. The current exhibition hall was small and seemed a bit empty. After looking around, Fang Yi was attracted by the works on the wall. The same

The same is true for the Keshima people.

Standing between the first work, Fang Yi and his friends glanced at each other, and saw shock in each other's eyes. This old boy not only toyed with realism, but now also extended his magic hand to classicism.

, and the canvas also shows a strong tendency to elevate classicism. Although it is not perfect, it can be seen from the canvas that what Lao Dong has played has surpassed the last neoclassicist.

Master: Angel!

Fang Yi looked at the scene on the canvas. It was just a simple scenery, with the same small trees, streams, winding rivers, and a clear river with bottom. But when Fang Yi stood in front of the work, he clearly felt the gurgling water of the stream.

, leaves rustling, such a rhythmic posture, the static surface works come with a natural momentum.

Fang Yi couldn't put into words the difference between this kind of work and the one captured by the camera, but when you stand in front of this work, you can strongly feel the beauty that almost conquers nature.

The nature of the canvas has the unique firmness and strength of the trash can. The grass on the canvas is no longer just grass, and the trees are no longer just trees. Everything is trashed.

The old thing like the box has given new meaning. Everything on the canvas stands so firmly in front of Fang Yi's eyes, so proud and arrogant in Fang Yi's eyes. The grass standing upright like a sword is like a

There is a sharp sword, and the only one who can pull it out is the author of the trash can. He is not only announcing to Fang Yi, but also to everyone who is watching the painting, no one can do it except me!

Nowadays, several members of Linearism have no time to chat with each other and talk about artistic styles. They are completely immersed in the world of trash cans.

After looking at the first work for more than half an hour, Fang Yicai followed his inner feelings and moved to the next work.

In the second piece of work, Fang Yi's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

At first glance, the picture looks like nothing. A naked man is holding a whip and seems to be whipping an equally naked young woman. Not only is it nothing, but it looks like a work of indulgence, "chiluo"

man beaten with white complexion

The fair-skinned woman raised the whip. The woman's face looked frightened and uneasy, and even showed a bit of joy and expectation. The man's figure was fairly toned. The skin color of both men and women was almost bronze, but the woman's skin was as creamy. Just looking at it

You can feel the ultimate temptation brought by the body.

At first glance, ordinary people would think that this painting has a serious tendency to combine S and M, and think that the old guy painted an erotic painting. However, Fang Yi did not see the lust in the work. Fang Yi saw a flag or something.

It is a loud war drum. The person who beats the war drum is its author Henry Popile. The whole work has nothing to do with lust, and exudes Popile's unparalleled unruliness and publicity!


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