After the five people finished painting, there was no need to explain anything to the surrounding audience. It was just a portrait work, and the model was right in front of everyone's eyes. Everyone could see clearly what they looked like and what their expressions were. The viewers were all engaged in art.
, and it’s still a little famous. If the five of them can’t even see the difficulty of how to deal with portraits, it would be too unreasonable.
As soon as the painting was completed, the silence in the studio disappeared and began to buzz like little bees chatting in low voices.
Keshima came up to Fang Yi and said: "Didn't you say there is a salon? Where are the works of these people?".
Fang Yi had just finished painting. How did he know about this? He had to pull Wei Jin over and asked: "Where are these people's works?" After looking around, he realized that suddenly something appeared in his studio.
With so many heads coming, I couldn’t help but ask: “Why are so many people here all at once?”.
"The salon has expanded since you left." Wei Jin said cheerfully: "There are still not all of them. If there are all of them, there will be about thirty-two."
"No wonder you asked me to keep the house." Fang Yi said after hearing this. In addition to his own house, other studios in the village suddenly crowded in so many people. Unless they hung a few on the wall, they would never be able to accommodate so many people.
.My studio is the largest in the entire art village. Even teacher Liu Hongshuo’s studio is not as big as mine, let alone others.
After sighing with emotion, Fang Yi asked: "To tell the important point, where are their works?"
"Don't worry, I've informed you that I'm bringing them all with me. They're probably all in the car at the door." Wei Jin replied, "Wait until they're satisfied with looking at them. Let them bring them in later."
When have you had enough? The answer is that after half an hour, these people brought in their works one after another and hung them on the wall of Fang Yi's studio. Or placed them on easels and placed them in the middle of the studio.
Fang Yi took a look at the works of these people. Although the quality of the works varied from high to low, generally speaking, they were OK! What satisfied Fang Yi the most was that there were no works that showed the turbulent period. This was the point where Fang Yi was most satisfied. Just paint.
Painting, what kind of messy gimmicks do you have nothing to do, and they are very bad gimmicks.
Everyone brought their works and put them away. Keshma and Rude naturally separated and looked at the works separately.
"Yi!" Artur walked to Fang Yi's side and whispered: "I think the basic skills of these works are very good. Some details are also handled well, but in my opinion the expression and emotion of the works are not very good.
Strong. I think they don’t release themselves enough and are a bit restrained.”
This problem is a commonplace. Compared with European and American oil painters, domestic artists are not bold enough, which means they are not open-minded enough in their thinking. But in terms of technique, students trained in China are definitely different from students in European and American universities.
It's comparable, and even slightly better.
"Maybe," Fang Yi said. This problem is not only due to art education, but also due to some national habits. In short, it is not clear.
Now that Fang Yi has gone out for a walk, he no longer looks at domestic education issues as he did before. From some aspects, what's wrong with consolidating students' basic skills? It's like a student learning painting. Everyone.
I have learned all the basic techniques and become familiar with them.
Yu Xin. There’s nothing wrong with that, right? If you want to change it, Fang Yizhi recommends that higher-level universities and above add some creativity education, so that the students trained in this way have both solid basic skills and creativity.
, isn’t this a step up from European and American education?
Of course, this is Fang Yi's idea, and it is not the turn of people like Fang Yi to dictate matters at the policy level.
After exchanging a few paradoxical words with Artur, Fang Yicai stopped talking when he saw a more confused expression on Artur's little face. In other words, Fang Yi directly stunned this little friend.
Artur did not show any special concern for the things on the oil paintings, but Rude was quite interested in Lu Qikun's works, and the translator then chatted with Lu Qikun.
Fang Yi looked at the two people talking non-stop with a translator between them, and felt that the two people were quite right in terms of personality. Most of the time when Lu Qikun painted models, the model was naked and he was naked, but Lu De was even better, the model was naked.
When he is naked and he is naked, he is probably doing something inappropriate for children. In short, the two of them are both weirdos in the eyes of others, and the gap between the two is smaller than others. It is really cool to be able to chat together.
Don't make people feel weird.
Keshima and Anders are artists who pay more attention to some Chinese paintings, but their interests are also different. Keshima prefers meticulous paintings, while Anders seems to particularly like splash-ink paintings.
The whole salon lasted until the evening. When the sun was about to set, Fang Yi remembered that none of the five of him, including Wei Jin, had eaten lunch yet. At this time, let alone having lunch, he could only have lunch and dinner.
Kua'er settled the matter. After sending some people away, Lu Qikun and other close friends were left in Fang Yi's courtyard. Of course, a few of them wanted to go have a meal.
While several people were discussing, Keshima walked out of the studio, holding the small work he had just completed. The comrade walked directly in front of the female translator and said: "Miss Liu, please
You accept my painting!".
This sentence immediately stunned the group of people standing in the courtyard. Keshma sent his own work to be translated? What kind of trouble is this! Although this work is not comparable to Keshma's long-term works, but
If it is put on the market, based on the current price of Keshma's works, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars. Hundreds of thousands of dollars is enough to hire translator Liu for a year.
"Thank you! But I can't take it." Translator Liu didn't know who Keshima was before, but after taking the job, he naturally got a rough idea of his clients. He couldn't guess the value of this painting, but
It's expensive anyway. Naturally, Translator Liu would refuse such a gift.
Fang Yi was a little troubled and didn't understand why Keshma gave this work to the translator. In Fang Yi's opinion, translator Liu was not too ugly, but he was definitely not good-looking. Translator Liu's real name was Liu.
She is not from Shicheng and now works in Shicheng. From the perspective of Fang Yi's aesthetics, not only is she not good-looking, she is also below the average level of Chinese girls. She has a big face and not big eyes. She just has a pretty good figure and is a little bit slim.
You have to choose a little more carefully.
Keshima said seriously: "I just want to give you a small gift. Don't worry about anything else. I just see that you are tired after sitting for several hours, so I will give you this painting."
Thank you on behalf of my friends!".
Fang Yi blinked his eyes and glanced at the two of them several times: They are haunted! Before he even expressed any opinions, he was suddenly represented by others, and how could he see that they were tired after sitting for several hours?
If you believe this, Fang Yi will become a fool. I have never seen him give his works to models when he was painting them. Many of those models stood naked for hours, and they even did it for you.
This old boy’s art is dedicated to his body. Not to mention that Liu Yiyi is a guest star, even if he is a guest star, he only pays the model fee. As for using his own work as a thank you?
There's a situation! It's not just Fang Yi who feels this way. Anders and Altur also looked thoughtful. Rude blinked his eyes and turned his head around the two of them like Fang Yi. At first glance,
It's like shaking his head.
Keshima looked at Liu You and shook his head, then turned his eyes to Fang Yi, with a clear hope that Fang Yi would persuade him in his eyes.
"Take it, it's just a painting to him, just keep it as a souvenir." Fang Yi could only open his mouth and say. He said this, but he thought in his heart: You kid won't tell everyone. Let's go.
Everyone was mentally prepared to take the trouble all of a sudden. Do you know how many brain cells you guys lost in that instant? Now for the first time, a thought popped into Fang Yi’s mind: Artist friends are sometimes unreliable.
, which made me startled.
But thinking about it later, it’s not bad. Wouldn’t it be better for Keshima to have a new goal? There is nothing wrong with jumping out of the pit of the woman in front of him, right?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but persuade again: "We sometimes send some works to people. I have sent a few myself. It's no big deal. Since Keshima gave it to you, just accept it. Reject in person.
Gifts from others are not very polite."
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Rude also joined in and persuaded Liu Yu to accept the painting.
After being persuaded by several people, Liu Yu felt a little relieved, and then he took the work from Keshma's hands and solemnly said thank you.
Only then did a smile appear on Keshima's face, as if he was very happy to send his paintings away.
Next, a group of people naturally went to eat together. During the meal, they agreed to come to the studio tomorrow. Anders wanted to watch Tao Yong demonstrate his traditional Chinese painting techniques, while Keshma wanted to learn.
Keshima originally showed this preference for fine brushwork when he visited the small village in Qugu. Now that he is in the painter's village, he is naturally ready to see and learn more.
When sending the four people back to the hotel, Fang Yi drove the car, with two round and flat heads sitting on the passenger seat. Naturally, Tao Yong and Wei Jin drove the car in front of them, carrying the four of them. Fang Yi, the little boy,
The Jeep was really uncomfortable to sit on. Not to mention the tall Anders, even the smaller Altur was unwilling to sit in Fang Yi's shabby car.
A man was following behind in a car, and Fang Yi began to think about Liu Yu, the translator. If Keshima hadn't suddenly taken the trouble today, Fang Yi wouldn't have paid much attention to this female translator.
"Holy shit!" Fang Yi remembered something, patted the steering wheel and said involuntarily. This sound made the two dogs raise their heads and look at their owners. The round head also let out a questioning bark.
Voice.
Fang Yi turned to look at the two dogs, opened his mouth and said to his beloved dog: "Keshima is ready to be a father, isn't he?" I heard that the female translator also had a child.
Isn’t this a happy father?
With this idea in mind, Fang Yi naturally 'sit' with his friends for a while tonight. He also has nothing to do when he goes home. Listening to his friends' gossip is also fun, isn't it?
"I just think this Miss Liu is very cute!" Keshima waited for Fang Yi to ask, then naturally said: "I just want to know more about her, it's a bit early to say anything now!".
Do you think it’s too early? We’ve only known each other for two or three days, and yet you’re so cool as to give someone a painting! Fang Yi thought to himself. (To be continued...)
ps: There will be another chapter from about 6 to 7 o'clock