Fang Yi stood at the door of his house, looking at Zou Heming who got out of the car. He took off his coat as soon as he got out of the car, and couldn't help but smile. When he came to his side, the two of them walked side by side.
Walk inside the house.
The two entered the living room. Zou Heming put the clothes and small bag he was carrying into the hands of the maid Jill, took out a stuffed toy from the box and followed Fang Yi towards the study upstairs.
He sent the small gift he brought to the baby's room, looked at little Fang Nu, and then sat down with Fang Yi in the study.
"Why are you here at my house free at this time? Aren't you just staring at the art exhibition?" Fang Yi asked, pouring a glass of red wine for Zou Heming and handing it over.
Without answering Fang Yi's question, Zou Heming put his nose next to the cup, glanced at Fang Yi and said jokingly: "You actually know now that you have to sober up when drinking red wine, and you can finally drink red wine." He saw the cup on Fang Yi's table.
Decanter, Zou Heming was a little happy.
"Don't talk nonsense! If you hadn't said you were coming today and specified this kind of red wine, I wouldn't be interested in doing this." Fang Yi moved the decanter in his hand and said, "It's just for me.
If you don’t use this thing, it won’t do much good. Drink it and you’ll get a taste!”
After hearing this, Zou Heming shook his head and sighed, "It would be such a waste for you to drink such a good golden eagle feather."
I don’t know when an expensive American wine appeared, and it was produced in Los Angeles. Yeda purchased these products because it was good and expensive. When Zou Heming heard about it, he called Fang Yi and asked Fang Yi to give it to him.
Prepare a bottle. Although this person is interested and has the money, all of it has been sold out this year. If you want to drink it at home, you have to reserve it for next year.
"If you like it, you can take away the remaining dozen bottles," Fang Yi said without hesitation.
Enjoying the delicious food, he closed his eyes and looked at the expression on Zou Heming's face. He was intoxicated. He enjoyed himself for two or three minutes and then said to Fang Yi: "The exhibition will be moved to Europe in a while."
After hearing this, Fang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Just move it, I don't care if I receive the money sooner or later! You don't want to give the Japanese some time to raise money, do you?
".The last sentence is just a joke.
Zou Heming laughed twice after hearing this and said: "That's right!". Zou Heming didn't know that these scolding online brats have no money, and even if they are rich, they won't spend $250,000.
Buy a piece of work and destroy it. Who has the time to care about what they say about Japanese hangings on the Internet? If you can afford it, you can do it. If you can’t afford it, all you can do is yell.
"This visit is not only about this matter, but also about the publishing techniques you mentioned. I talked with the French Gallery about the BBC. They are good at making documentaries and have done this before." Zou Heming opened his mouth and said: "
They're going to do an episode with you and Popile together."
When Fang Yi heard that it was from the BBC, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment and said with some doubts: "I want to introduce my techniques so that anyone who is interested can learn them. It's not about introducing me as a person. I feel like it's just like this
"I have a bit of a headache." Not to mention anything else, calls to invite him to participate in some program would come from time to time. Fang Yizhen didn't have much interest in sitting in the studio. He listened to the host making fun of himself, which was like a movie star.
Things that talents do.
"I know this. They will keep recording the work. If you are interested, you can check it during the final editing. Then they will use part of it as material to make a show introducing the two of you. Two things.
"It's no match," Zou Heming quickly explained. If Fang Yi can't get through, Popile's side will be more dangerous. As long as Fang Yi gets through, there should be no problem with the old man's side, and it will compete with Fang Yi's side.
Then Zou Heming said: "You don't have to worry about the media. Just concentrate on painting your works and leave it to me! Are you satisfied with your current reputation? Tell yourself whether Picasso is still alive with you and Bobiel."
fame at that time?”.
Fang Yi thought for a moment and shook his head and said, "That's really far from it."
This is also true. When Picasso was alive, he was almost praised as a myth by the media. Perhaps it was this kind of praise that made Lao Bi become arrogant, and the standard of his subsequent works dropped greatly. As a result, the works he created later in his life.
It is no longer worthy of his fame. Not to mention Fang Yi and Bobiel now are not as famous as Picasso was when he was alive. At that time, anyone in the public would know who Picasso was.
"So!" Zou Heming looked at Fang Yi and smiled: "There is still room for improvement in this aspect." Now Zou Heming is almost wearing a pair of trousers with the French Gallery, and has achieved astonishing results in Fang Yi and Bobiel's operations.
The consistency is to continue to lift these two people up. To use a more formal expression, it is to continue to tap into their economic potential.
The French Gallery was planning to do this in the past, but Bobil, an old guy, didn't cooperate, and the gallery couldn't do anything about his temper. The old guy lived like a hermit in France, rarely showing his face except for painting.
.Now that Fang Yi is there, it is much easier to operate. As long as Fang Yi is ready to do it, the old guy will be interested.
"I don't care how much trouble you make. Just don't cause too much trouble for me." Fang Yi heard this and shook his head with a wry smile. Who doesn't like fame? But if he is as tired as a dog all day long, Fang Yi will
I don't want to anymore. What's more, Fang Yi already knows that he can be famous in the history of painting. Now if he pays too much for his reputation, Fang Yi feels it is a bit unnecessary.
"I know this!" Zou Heming said quickly: "Where could Picasso be busy at that time? He still stayed in the studio! It's not only you who are doing the show this time, but also Keshma and other artists.
Divided into one episode, we compiled a collection of contemporary art
Artist series. If you agree to it next month, the BBC camera crew will come over." Before Fang Yi could ask, Zou Heming continued: "There aren't many people, just three of us. If you nod here, I'll go.
Prepare a place for them to live in these few months and arrange it directly at the Painter Village."
"I agree, it's up to you to decide this matter." Fang Yi directly put the matter on Zou Heming's head.
"That's it, there is one more thing about the October Exhibition!".
Fang Yi looked at Zou Heming and waited for the next step, not knowing what else would change in the October exhibition.
"Next year's October exhibition will still be in Los Angeles, but it will move to Paris the year after that. The entire name will be changed to Los Angeles - Paris October Masters Exhibition. When it is in Paris, the name will be changed to Paris - Los Angeles October Masters Exhibition!
”.
"Why go to all this trouble?" Fang Yi immediately frowned after hearing this. If he moved to Paris, he would have to make a trip on the computer. It was not as convenient as in Los Angeles. He arrived in a short time after driving.
Zou Heming sighed and said: "There is no way around this. If you want to make some things influential, you must make some concessions. The French Gallery also wants to get some benefits, right?"
From Zou Heming's point of view, of course it would be better to be in Los Angeles, but the partners' requirements are not wrong. We can't all be in Los Angeles every time. It would be unfair to others.
"For next year's art exhibition, I plan to invite several Chinese artists. What do you think of Qu Gu and Tao Yong for the time being?" Zou Heming asked Fang Yi: "Perhaps we can also invite Lu Qikun by then."
"Qu Gu is not a Chinese artist anymore, he is a Canadian artist now," Fang Yi said with a smile. After hearing what Zou Heming said, Fang Yi understood a little bit what he was thinking. He thought about getting some Chinese paintings to do it.
In terms of appearance, of course, at this time, the advantage is not left to outsiders. Just find two people who know each other and promote it. Who is interested in taking care of others if they are not relatives!
The only reason I chose Qu Gu and Tao Yong is because of their styles, one is meticulous and the other is freehand brushwork. Westerners don’t really want to see Chinese oil paintings, but they like to see you come up with something special, even if it’s just a
No matter how lively it is, if you choose oil paintings, you might as well add two foreign famous artists. Besides, let alone the public, even Zou Heming, a gallery owner, has
At that time, the impressions I had of Chinese oil paintings were all of great leaders. If it weren’t for the works depicting images from the Great Troubles, I would have thought that Chinese oil painters would not be able to paint anything else except this. This kind of thing is so attractive to me.
It still felt fresh to me twice, and I would vomit after reading too much of this kind of stuff. Otherwise, some Western critics are now criticizing it.
"Anyway, let's invite the two of them first. Next year's October exhibition will be more grand. The level of media invited should also be higher, and then some well-known figures should also be invited to increase the exposure rate..." Zou Heming
Immediately told Fang Yi about the plan for the exhibition next October.
Fang Yi quickly raised his hand and said: "Stop it, stop it! Don't tell me these things."
"One more thing!".
"Anything else?" Fang Yi asked, touching his forehead.
"I don't need to tell you about this. There are a bunch of invitations to give lectures and exchanges. I helped you push through a batch, but you have to decide on the remaining ones. Your alma mater, Shicheng Art Institute in China, and
High school, and invitations from the alumni association of my alma mater, Ecole Supérieure des Beaux-Arts in Paris, the Ecole des Beaux-Arts, Yale School of Art, and California Institute of the Arts," Zou Heming said with a shrug.
Fang Yi thought about it carefully and said: "There's no big problem here in California. It's close, but they seem to be a design school, right? As for the Paris one, it's tentatively scheduled for the second half of next year. There's no time to go to the Yale School of Art next year.
Let’s look at the domestic ones later.” Fang Yizhen
I didn’t expect so many invitations to come all at once. As for Fang Yi, who wears high-end clothes, I have received them several times before, but they were too lazy to go. As for the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, this is the first time I have received them. In China, it is more normal.
, Shi Yi and Senior High School seemed eager for Fang Yi to come every year.
"If you are interested, just pick one or two places a year and go there. If you are not interested, just reject it. There is no need to be so entangled." Zou Heming smiled and said, "Just treat it as a trip. They cover everything anyway."
After hearing this, Fang Yi said: "Then turn down next year's one, at least there won't be any time before October!" Domestic invitations are nothing, they are all contacted by phone, invitation letters are just for formality, and foreign ones are left to the gallery.
Bar.
Then Fang Yi laughed at himself: "People are really afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong! As soon as people become famous, trouble will come to them."
"It's a tragedy not to be famous." Zou Heming smiled and shook the wine glass in his hand: "It's better than no one cares!".