On the third day after his letter was published, Fang Yi openly admitted it during a telephone interview with a French media...
"This letter is indeed written by me to Bobiel, and it is my evaluation of the works he sent me to appreciate!" Fang Yi left no room for anything on the phone: "His so-called minimalist painting
The work of the Lord’s Scripture is nothing more than a piece of canvas with nothing painted on it!”.
Soon Fang Yi's phone interview was published, and along with this interview, attacks on Fang Yi immediately became uproar.
It’s not that there weren’t those who attacked Fang Yi before. There were not only those who attacked Fang Yi, but also a lot of people, because as long as they attacked Popile, they would also bring Fang Yi to them. From this point of view, Popile’s
The point is very correct: you have already taken sides, no matter whether you draw a knife at others, others will show their swords at you.
"Fang Yi's works are a kind of spiritual regression! What is very important and profound in art now is to express the artist's inner world view and subjective views on things. He only sees the form of current art and does not
See the meaning! Speaking of so-called postclassicism, this is
The biggest fake art today! Nowadays, society has developed into the technological era. We have movies, TV and even Internet. If people want to watch real things, they can just choose movies or TV! Fang Yi and Bobile’s stuff is like
It is a fragment extracted from it! A gorgeous and artificial frame, which is also an art
Art?..." - Mark Bregel, "Contemporary Art" Everyone knows that the author has always been a supporter of Damien Hirst. When some people criticized him, they said that his works were tacky and that his talent was exhausted.
But I always think that he is not declining but rising, because as a critic I
I like the vulgarity that shows the sense of the times! Now I use the same words to answer the two so-called post-classical artists. Contemporary art represents the current era, and your so-called post-classical meaning comes from the coffin.
Get out of the rotten atmosphere!...”——Jamie Kapuger, “Avant-garde Artist”.
"The rebellion of mainstream art, the traitor of the times! - Postclassicism" - Magus Bohr, "German Artists Weekly".
"The retrogression of the times, the dynasty trying to restore itself, the ambitions of the post-classical classics and their supporters!" - Lytle Huntington, British "Art and Times" Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi's face and said: "You
If you don’t want to hear these voices, don’t read these magazines! It’s not very good to look at your face every day!”.
Fang Yi smiled after listening to Zheng Yuan's words: "If you don't see these things, they won't exist? And one thing is right, even if I don't say anything, these people will mention me and want to knock me down!" Fang
The reason why Yi didn't want to respond to these people before was because he was too lazy to deal with them. In fact, he knew in his heart that the debate between postclassicism and so-called contemporary art that he created was now inevitable.
Just like the previous confrontation between classicism and impressionism, it was impossible for both sides to be equal. One could only defeat the other and then dominate the market. But now it is the style that avoids Impressionism that has taken over the peak. The so-called artists
The public doesn’t know what the things they draw are. And the more we come to the so-called art, the farther we go on this path, and now we all have blank sheets of paper.
Some critics may explain that it is the change of people's aesthetic taste, but it is hard to say that people's aesthetic taste is not static. It is like the bat shirt that was popular in the past, but no one wore it after a few years, and now it has become popular again.
This is a popular saying nowadays: aesthetic fatigue!
"Can't you just pretend you didn't see it like you did before?" Zheng Yuan put down the bow in his hand and lightly touched the string with his hand and asked without raising his head: "Why do you still want to be interviewed by a magazine?"
Fang Yi smiled and threw a magazine in his hand on the pile of magazines next to the painting cabinet. Now there are two full stacks of magazines more than ten centimeters high on the floor. The big ones are all from Pioneer Magazine, that is to say
Most of the art criticisms ridiculed or even insulted Fang Yi.
""Classical Wave" has asked for an exclusive interview almost ten times. It's not good for me to refuse again," Fang Yi said with a smile to his wife. In fact, there was one thing Fang Yi didn't say, that is, what this magazine said about him
His evaluation is very high, and he is simply the two royal trumpeters of himself and Bobil. Whenever it is mentioned above that he also plays Bobil, he is praised. Moreover, he is also very attentive to the research and promotion of post-classical techniques.
After saying that, Fang Yi stood up from his chair, walked to Zheng Yuan's side, stretched out his hand and plucked the strings.
"Don't move! I'm fine-tuning! The strings I just changed need to be tuned properly." Zheng Yuan patted Fang Yi's hand away and continued working.
"Can't you honestly wait for the baby to be born before going to any charity concert?" Fang Yi looked at his wife's big belly and couldn't help but said a little worried.
Some time later, there was a charity concert in California. It was for the medical treatment of some African country or some charity fund. Zheng Yuan heard about it and wanted to perform a cello solo at the concert. Fang Yi was not because of this.
The charity meeting conflicted with his trip to Paris to attend Luan Xiao's first fashion show. He couldn't be around, but he really didn't want his wife to run around with her big belly.
"Consider it a blessing!" Zheng Yuan looked at Fang Yi squatting in front of her and smiled: "I think we should know how to be grateful!".
Fang Yi smiled after hearing this, stretched out his hand to hold Zheng Yuan's hand, and said jokingly: "Why do I feel so nagging after hearing this! You don't believe in Buddhism, do you? I will follow
You said that if you donate money to those pot-bellied monks, then I don’t want to! They all eat fatter than me, and our money can’t support idle people!”.
"I don't know why the monk offended you!" Zheng Yuan smiled after hearing this. She did not take her hand out of her husband's hand, but held Fang Yi's hand instead: "Don't worry! This
There is still some time, and the doctor also said that the child is healthy and the parents will come over then!"
While the two were chatting, the phone in Fang Yi's pocket rang. Fang Yi quickly took it out of his pocket, glanced at the screen, shook the phone at Zheng Yuan and said, "It's Zhang Xu, he's calling.
of!".
Zheng Yuan couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and asked: "Is it still about that painting?".
Fang Yi nodded after hearing this: "What else can happen to him? I guess it's probably the Japanese who want to sell the painting in their hands!".
Of course Zheng Yuan knew what Fang Yi meant, and she had also heard Fang Yi say who had copied the current Japanese copy. However, Zheng Yuan was not sensitive at all about how much money was involved in this matter. Regarding the arrangements for the children, Zheng Yuan's current idea is to be stricter with the children. She does not even advocate leaving all the family money to the children. They should be allowed to know how to struggle on their own. The so-called teaching them to fish is worse than teaching them how to fish!
However, not many people agreed with Zheng Yuan's view. Fang Yi was perfunctory. Fang Guohua and Yu Qin did not comment after hearing this. On the contrary, Zheng Yuan's mother Li Yunmei strongly opposed it. Generally speaking, the older generation felt like this.
It's a bit old-fashioned and old-fashioned. But it's better to leave a little bit of land for future generations to cultivate!
After holding the phone and walking two or three meters away from Zheng Yuan, Fang Yi answered: "Hey! What are you doing so early in the morning?".
"The Japanese are going to sell that forgery! And it's going to be sold in the United States." Fang Yi just fed him, and Zhang Xu started talking nonstop.
It seemed that this news made Zhang Xu very happy, and he couldn't help but speak a little loudly. Fang Yi took the phone away from his ear, shook it at Zheng Yuan, and then whispered: Zhang Xu!
"What's the matter?" Who knew that Zhang Xu heard it and immediately stopped talking and asked Fang Yi what happened. Fang Yi called his name.
"I didn't tell you that Zheng Yuan is tuning the piano nearby!".
"Zheng Yuan is still practicing piano at such a late hour?" Zhang Xu seemed to sigh immediately after hearing this: "Xiao Min's major in university has long been forgotten. Now she takes her children here and there to play every day.
Play!".
"Just be content!" Fang Yi said with a smile: "What's the matter? Seriously!".
After listening to Zhang Xu's words, Fang Yi understood. Now the forgery has become a recognized forgery. Now almost the top Rubens appraisers in the world agree with Fang Yi. The painting in the hands of the Japanese is a forgery.
, but these people think that this forgery is a student of Rubens
It was a forgery. As for who it was, it was difficult to determine who it was. Anyway, the Japanese were very generous. They immediately admitted that the work was a forgery and announced that it would be sold in two weeks. I hope some people will be interested in this forgery.
Interested buyers can bid now.
Now Fang Yi's items bought for more than 10,000 yuan have become authentic works worth tens of millions. And the original works hanging in the museum, which cost tens of millions, have gone from tens of millions to an estimated value of 20,000 US dollars after a few months of hard work.
High-grade imitation. If people with a little more emotion and a little bit of literature and art heard the whole thing, they would definitely sigh: the current situation is ups and downs, the situation is changing, and so on.
However, this emotion obviously did not appear on the two friends who were talking on the phone. Zhang Xu was about to grab the treasure, while Fang Yi was listening happily.
"I hope you can come with us! What if the little devil wants to do something bad?" Zhang Xu said to Fang Yi on the other side.
Fang Yi couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "So many people are watching, and countless appraisers have seen that work, but they still can't do this. As for me going, do you think it's appropriate? I'll sit next to you.
Isn’t that just telling others that your paintings are good things?”
Fang Yi said this, and Zhang Xu also thought about it. What Fang Yi likes can be bad, but he still doesn't let Fang Yi go so easily: "Then just follow us and pretend to be good when you get to the auction site."
Tsukuru doesn’t know us, and besides, there are a lot of things at the auction, what if you can meet one again!”
"You think you're picking up peanuts in the field, but you'll always find something left behind in the blink of an eye!" Fang Yi smiled and then said, "Why don't you just have it appraised in New York after you buy it?" Fang Yi just wanted them to do it.
Once you buy the painting, you can have it appraised, and then you can take it back to China, or you can buy it nearby and exchange it for money. In short, we can finalize the matter first.
Now Fang Yi did not expect that starting from this auction, something incredible would happen, and he would be undisputedly crowned as the number one person in the field of ancient oil painting appraisal on his forehead, and no one could refute it.
For this reason, everyone realized that Fang Yi is really amazing.)