Zhang Zhong went to pick up Minya. Before leaving, Liu Feng suddenly clenched his fist and said this.
This confused Zhang Zhong, and it took him a while to realize that Liu Feng knew that the nomination list for the Nebula Awards was about to be announced.
It's not that Zhang Zhong doesn't care, after all, it's such a big prize, but he knows that it's useless to worry about it, so he can only wait slowly.
Moreover, the nominations are only being announced now, and it may take several months to know whether you will win or not.
When they arrived at the studio, there were not many people inside. Zhang Zhong was chatting with the person in charge, while Pengpeng took Liu Minya for a walk.
The gallery is not for profit, so Zhang Zhong chatted with the person in charge, that is, asking if there are too many people recently, if there are any special events, etc.
The person in charge is a lesbian in her early thirties. Although there are few people in the gallery, she always wears formal clothes and smiles when she sees everyone.
"Sister Li, how is the gallery lately?"
Li Xin smiled and said, "It's good. More and more people are coming to see the paintings. A few days ago, a few people asked if the author of these paintings was the teacher Zhang Pengpeng from "Children's Art". Let me tell you."
Yes, they were quite interested and asked me if the painting would be sold. Didn’t you say that gallery paintings are not for sale? I refused without asking for your permission."
Zhang Zhong nodded and said, "Well, if someone asks you in the future, just say no. I am here this time to tell you about the Spring Festival holiday. The gallery is not very busy after all, so I will give you a few more days off, plus
There are statutory holidays, plus three days before and after, so you can go back and have a good New Year."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang." Li Xin thanked with a smile and said, "One more thing. Last week, a painter came over and asked us if we could hang his paintings in the gallery. He also said he was willing.
Pay our fees. I thought to myself, Mr. Zhang, you might not agree, but after all, there is such a thing, and now that you are here, I will tell you about it."
"Oh, painter?"
"He looks young, he must have just graduated from college, and he is dressed quite poorly. I also left his contact information, which is on my desk, if you want me to get it for you."
Zhang Zhong waved his hand, "No, I'm just asking casually, you go and do your work."
"Hey, okay, then I'll excuse you."
After Li Xin left, Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "Painter."
He looked up and saw that Pengpeng and Minya had walked quite a distance.
Pengpeng's paintings are arranged in chronological order. The paintings at the door are all early works, so they are relatively rough. The further in, the better they become.
This girl also knew this, so she walked inside with Minya as soon as she came in, in order to let Liu Minya see her proud work.
There was also a man and woman standing next to Pengpeng and the others. They looked like a couple who were probably tourists coming in to see the paintings.
The two little girls were standing behind the couple. They didn't say anything, they just stood quietly, as if they were listening to the couple talking.
Zhang Zhong was a little curious as to what the couple was talking about, which made the two little girls listen so attentively.
Getting a little closer, Zhang Zhong finally heard their conversation.
Woman: "I think this painting is quite average, but the paintings in the next room are quite good."
Man: "You don't understand this. Art is not just about painting resemblance. Although the paintings in the next room are quite good, they still stay on the level of reality and have not escaped. Let's take a look.
In this painting, there is a big tree, a castle, and a person. The choice of lines is very subtle, much like a child who has just started painting. Because his hands are not steady enough, there are many shaky places. But art is
In this way, the famous painter Pi Keqiu once said that he could draw like Raphael when he was thirteen years old, but he could not draw like a child until he was seventy years old. I think this teacher Zhang was blocked
Influenced by , Sai was an important painter between Impressionism and Cubism. His paintings focused on realistic colors, but often showed a strong geometric sense in lines, ignoring the texture of objects and the accuracy of shapes, emphasizing thick and steady.
The sense of volume and the overall relationship between objects, and often giving up individual independence and authenticity in order to seek harmony among various relationships.”
Woman: “I don’t understand something.”
Man: "Take the painting in front of you for example. Your first impression must be that the tree doesn't look like the painting, nor does the castle look like the painting, let alone the people. But overall, looking at it, these three things
Put together, they are inexplicably harmonious, and the individual colors complement each other, with nothing out of the ordinary.”
Woman: "But this is a watercolor painting, why not an oil painting?"
Male: "Art is not qualitative, and oil painting is not the only standard for art. The materials used often reflect a certain point of view of the artist. I guess this teacher Zhang may want to try something different, but unfortunately I don't have enough research on oil painting.
Too deep, I have never heard of this teacher Zhang Pengpeng, maybe she has other works."
Woman: "You are already very powerful. I don't know anything about what you just said."
Man: "Just average, third in the world. Come on, didn't you want to eat ice cream just now? I'll take you to eat it."
Woman: "Well, okay, I just saw a painting with ice cream on it."
After saying that, the man and woman left.
After they left, Pengpeng said proudly, "Liu Minya, did you hear that? I'm so powerful."
Liu Minya actually didn't understand what the boy said just now, so she just nodded, "Yeah, yeah, Zhang Pengpeng, you are so awesome."
Zhang Zhong curled his lips and walked over, "What are you two talking about?"
Pengpeng saw her father coming and immediately said, "Dad, we want to eat ice cream."
"Ice cream? It's winter now." Zhang Zhong was really confused. The topic changed so quickly?
"We only eat ice cream in winter, so it won't melt so easily and we can eat it for a while longer," Pengpeng said.
…
It makes quite a bit of sense.
"No, it's too cold. Eating it will upset your stomach."
"No, a sister went to eat ice cream just now."
"No, I am an adult and you are children. It is different."
"Ah, okay." Pengpeng looked disappointed, and then said, "Can we eat octopus balls in winter?"
"This is quite..."
"Thank you, dad." Before Zhang Zhong could finish speaking, Pengpeng had already thanked him.
Zhang Zhong felt that he was being tricked by this girl. Yesterday, she said she wanted to eat octopus balls, but Zhang Zhong wanted her to eat more staple food and refused. Unexpectedly, today this girl used ice cream to trick her.