The third work is also a group portrait. In the center of the canvas is a naked black woman, wearing a pure white windbreaker and black skin, walking calmly and peacefully on the sun-drenched street. Her calmness and calmness are accompanied by a light expression.
His footsteps were walking straight towards Zou Heming.
Come, he came straight over without any hesitation, with that calmness and peace, all eyes on the canvas were focused on the black girl, some people opened their eyes wide, there was no profanity in their eyes, only
Surprised, delighted, or ready to lower one's head with a solemn expression.
Zou Heming looked at the work and sighed softly. There are too many things that can be extended to the last work, because what Fang Yi painted was not a black girl at all, but a goddess. The calmness and peace were like a goddess.
A bright light shines into my heart.
At this time, Zou Heming also understood why Fang Yi wanted to paint two other works at the same time as "National Sorrow". If he concentrated on painting "National Sorrow", if the anger and sadness were intertwined for a year, Fang Yi might be able to paint
It was half overturned at the end. The picture of friendship and the goddess who appeared as a black girl, which symbolized freedom, were the mediators that made Fang Yi forget all kinds of sadness and resentment.
In fact, this is also the case. After Fang Yi painted "National Memorial", he covered it with varnish, because painting this work was not a good experience for Fang Yi.
Planting something and taking it out again and again is not a pleasant thing for anyone.
After reading the work, Zou Heming turned around and sat on the chair and began to think about his own things. After Fang Yi completed the work, what was left was Zou Heming's business. How about the three works completed by Fang Yixin? Of course they are very good.
In Zou Heming's view, in terms of classicism, except for waves,
No one else can compare with Bühler as his money-spinner, and the characteristics of these two people, or the direction of their breakthroughs, are different. Bühler solved the natural form on the canvas, while Fang Yi solved the problem of light. The works of the two are different.
There are some predecessors, but there is no doubt that they further promoted the development of classicism.
There is still some time before the October exhibition. After seeing the true face of Fang Yi's works, Zou Heming is full of confidence. This money-spinner of his has been quiet for a few years. It's time for everyone to see that another classicist master has been born.
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Fang Yi did not think about the art exhibition at this time, but put aside all thoughts and stayed with Zheng Yuan. He had completed the task, and the next step was naturally Zou Heming's business. Fang Yi prepared this period of time
Put aside all the trivial chores, stay with your wife, and wait for the child to be born.
And Zheng Yuan, who has a round and big belly, is lying on the edge of the swimming pool on the roof, basking in the sun and eating. Now when Zheng Yuan eats, he no longer chews carefully in small bites as before, he almost just puts things in his mouth.
Said. Sometimes Fang Yi feels that Zheng Yuan is like a crusher now and needs to eat several meals a day.
"I don't know if this little thing can come out on time," Zheng Yuan said while chewing fruit in her mouth. There were too many things in her mouth, which made it difficult to speak.
Fang Yi, who was sitting next to the chair and stretched out his hand to help his wife press her legs, smiled: "Don't worry, the doctor said everything is fine, didn't he?"
Now Fang Yi speaks as carefully as possible, because Zheng Yuan, who is now pregnant with a big belly, is sometimes a bit fickle. Although her mother and mother-in-law are now taking care of her, Zheng Yuan, who is a mother for the first time, is still happy and a little bit
I'm worried, sometimes my mood changes just as soon as I say it.
"When Zou Heming is here, why don't you go and accompany him?" Zheng Yuan glanced at Fang Yi, who was rubbing his legs vigorously and said.
Fang Yi said happily: "What's important to him? Now you and this little thing are the most important!".
"Do you think it's better to be a boy or a good boy?" Zheng Yuan asked Fang Yi again the question she had been asking frequently these days. Although it could be seen that it was a boy or a girl, both Fang Yi and Zheng Yuan chose not to.
Look, both the son and the daughter will have a surprise when they are waiting for the baby to be born.
"The first one I like is a girl." Fang Yi opened his mouth and said. Before Zheng Yuan could continue to ask, Fang Yi continued: "Hello, my dear, I can take care of my younger siblings in the future. If the oldest one is a skinny monkey, then...
Don’t expect him to do this, I don’t have enough time!”.
After hearing this, Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi with a happy face: "But I like my son. What a good son! He's so fleshy when he climbs up and down!".
The two of them have had this conversation almost a thousand times, but every time they mention their son or daughter, their hearts are still sweet and they seem to have endless things to say.
"You go down to meet the guests. Xiao Zou is already waiting for you in the living room." Yu Qin came over with a freshly squeezed juice in her hand and said to her son. When her eyes turned to her daughter-in-law, she immediately
It became warm.
After hearing this, Fang Yi stood up, bent down, and kissed Zheng Yuan lightly on the forehead: "I'll come as soon as I go. This old boy has so many things to do!".
Zheng Yuan laughed twice and said to Fang Yi: "Go ahead, I'll go swimming later." After saying that, he turned around and drank the juice.
Taking brisk steps, Fang Yi came to the living room and saw Zou Heming flipping through a magazine. He sat down and asked, "How is it?".
"It's great." Zou Heming smiled at Fang Yi and said, "I rushed over right away when Altur and the others said it. In fact, it's much better than I expected. Congratulations."
"Don't be too happy too early. I won't be able to draw with an animation pen for at least two months. I'll wait until my child is born. I'm in a good mood and don't want to draw now." Fang Yi was about to pour water on Zou Heming's head.
A plate of cold water.
Zou Heming smiled and shook his head after hearing this. He had seen friends asking for food before, but he had never seen anything like this in Fang Yi's family. The whole group of people were surrounding Zheng Yuan.
"I want to take that group portrait back to New York."
Fang Yi nodded: "No problem. Don't say that I don't have any objection to taking away all the works. Anyway, it's all your business. But you didn't mean that the three works will be released for the first time in the October exhibition.
Are you bringing it to New York to give customers a preview?"
"This is a client, but a guest," Zou Heming said happily: "I have a plan now, and I don't know if it will work, but I still decided to give it a try! I will tell you what the plan is when I have a clue."
Fang Yi smiled indifferently after hearing this.
Zou Heming continued: "One more thing. Of the six paintings in your studio, I saw that two of them were not varnished. I suggest you polish them. I need them for this exhibition."
"Group of paintings?" Fang Yi glanced at Zou Heming and wondered when he had painted the group of paintings. After thinking about it, he realized that it was the six paintings of rivers he painted.
"No problem. If you need it, I'll put the varnish on it properly if you have time." Fang Yi directly complied with Zou Heming's request.
Zou Heming was very satisfied after hearing this, but he had to remind Fang Yi: "Don't waste time, do it as soon as possible." Now this man's mind is full of his wife and children. Zou Heming is afraid that once he finds time, he will not know which time he has found. Maybe he will wait.
You can't think of it until your child lands on the ground.
"That night! Why don't I just apply varnish at night?" Fang Yi said.
The two finished talking about the matter and turned to the child who had not yet landed.
Zou Heming asked: "Do you need anything else, little guy? Let me prepare a good gift."
Fang Yi thought about the mess at home, from baby bottles to small clothes and a small car, which had been prepared long ago. Not to mention that it was all ready. Artur's wife held a party for Zheng Yuan according to American customs.
My son made a lot of these things out, and there is still something missing. Now I’m just waiting for the little one to come out and enjoy!
"Prepare the red envelopes." Fang Yi could only say to Zou Heming: "Don't be too stingy. I'm going to open an account for my child. When the child wants to sell the car, the red envelopes you give together should be enough to pay for the car."
!".
Zou Heming laughed loudly after hearing this, and nodded while laughing. Fang Yi's children still have sixteen years to go before they reach the age of buying a car. Besides, how many of Fang Yi's friends are poor? There are so many of them.
If you get a car together, it will definitely be enough for a Ferrari.
After laughing, Zou Heming said: "You are really too far away!".
"It's not that far away," Fang Yi pretended to sigh, "Soon I will have an elder and a younger one, and the burden of the whole family's life will be on me!".
Zou Heming really couldn't stand listening anymore. What kind of burden was it on the whole family? Once the three works came out, there was no burden at all! One child became a burden, and the life of the middle class could no longer go on.
He quickly waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay! I won't bother you during this period. I'll come over when the baby is born. How long is the due date?".
"There are only a few days left, two weeks left," Fang Yi blurted out.
"Remember to inform me." After saying that, Zou Heming stood up from the sofa: "You can go about your business. I'm going to Artur's place to take a look. His paintings this year are a bit slow. I'll go and show them.
Just give him some encouragement so that he doesn’t have to focus on the land where he is planted.”
Fang Yi couldn't help but smile after hearing this. During this period, he bought two more pieces of land nearby. Now there are only two small farms left in the small valley here, and the rest are in Fang Yi's hands. And Al
Tour also bought a small farm next to his home, and the land was expanded to the limit of his power. If it were a little more, Arthur would really give up his painting brush and become a farmer.
Extensive management has resulted in low yields. Fortunately, Artur does not rely on this to make a living. Most of the things grown are cheaper. Fangyi and Rude in the Keshima belt are truly pure, natural and pollution-free green products.
Ingredients. Every time he hears good reviews from his friends, Artur’s face lights up with a smile. He seems to get a lot of satisfaction from his friends’ appreciation of what he has grown.
Fang Yi sent Zou Heming to the door, watched his car disappear before his eyes, then turned around and trotted towards the top floor.