From the moment she sent the Hundred Flowers Picture, Tangning was planning for Gu Weijing's current despair.
She wants to destroy this competitor.
Professor Lin Tao is a senior professor at CAFA.
On the one hand, he is twenty years older than his junior sister Tang Ning.
On the other hand, compared to Tang Ning, who has lived and held exhibitions in various European countries over the years, Lin Tao is the one who lives more in the ivory tower among the brothers and sisters.
He really doesn’t mean any harm.
This time I told Gu Weijing on WeChat to read the interview, just to inspire the younger generation and remind him that it is not easy to be a disciple of Mr. Cao without extraordinary ability.
Professor Lin even thought that this blow would be a big deal to the candidates that Mr. Cao might choose to close his doors.
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CAFA is the best art academy in Eastern Xia.
Students who can pass the Central Academy of Fine Arts and be selected to enter Lin Tao's studio are among the most favored students in the world.
Not to mention that everyone is an artistic genius like Katsuko Sakai who grew up under the media spotlight.
At least he is an outstanding student who is arrogant and self-confident. He relies on his tenacious personality to successfully defeat the exam emperor in the single-plank bridge among thousands of troops.
Talents selected in the highly competitive environment of Dongxia.
Nothing else.
Just in terms of mentality and basic skills, looking at the entire art environment in the world, they are actually quite strong.
Those squeamish European students spend a month or two behind closed doors in intensive painting training to prepare for exams, but if their mentality is not right, their paintings will collapse.
Even many students that Professor Lin usually interacts with have more or less narcissistic temperaments in their personalities.
Narcissism is by no means a bad thing for an artist.
The most successful literary and artistic workers in the world often fall into two broad personality categories.
One type is represented by Van Gogh, Benjamin, and Munch. When they wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, they burst into tears every now and then and sigh, "Ah, Mom, I'm going to die."
The other type is Dali, Andy Warhol, and Picasso. When they wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, their eyes widen and they exclaim, "What a mess. The people in the mirror are so fucking awesome. Oh my god." How can there be such a perfect and lovely person down there? This is so unfair to others, all girls should fall in love with me unconditionally."
The main thing is narcissism.
Sensitive artists are more inclined to integrate the environment into their paintings. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, sadness and joy are like a clean mirror, and every emotional change is reflected in the works. , when the audience looks at their paintings, it feels like they have experienced an in-depth journey, traveling between thousands of fragments.
Sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, all come to mind.
Narcissistic artists tell the world about their powerful and passionate souls.
They don’t need to look outside. Their own minds are a colorful world, and their works are more aggressive and conquering.
The sensitive painter hopes to guide the audience to slowly approach his works.
The narcissistic painter is like a powerful speaker and opinion leader, and his works are like a big trumpet, asking everyone to instill his worldview and exciting emotions into everyone.
There is no difference between the two emotions, good or bad, and both can go a long way on the road of art.
But the number of the latter is proportionally larger.
It is no accident that a large number of well-known painters are like Professor Boggs, whose characters are full of narcissistic styles that are difficult to adapt to.
Narcissistic artists are more likely to get rid of the influence of the big filter of "self-doubt" and "self-destruction".
In Professor Lin Tao's mind, Gu Weijing must be a narcissistic person because he is so talented at a young age, has such a strong learning ability, and is accompanied by a beautiful woman.
Actually.
Gu Weijing is a sensitive and emotional painter.
Emotional people are the hotbed of all emotions.
When he is happy, the world he writes is happy. When he is sad and desperate, the suppressed negativity will be like bacteria on a petri dish, multiplying wildly and unable to control itself.
Even if this trigger of negative emotions was not the removed wisteria tree in the Royal Botanic Gardens.
As long as Tangning planted the seeds of doubt in his heart.
It will also break out at other points in time, nourished by negative emotions.
"Calm down, you are not as bad as you think, you will definitely be able to draw it. Don't think about it, don't think about this, calm down. I want to calm down and think about the wisteria flowers that Professor Lin Tao taught me The mantra. Just think about this now and forget about everything else."
Gu Weijing broke away from Sakai Katsuko's hand.
He patted his hot cheeks with his hand, and once again grasped the brush in his hand.
Gu Weijing now looks like a scarred bull unwilling to fall in the bullring.
Even though his mind was pierced by the sword of self-doubt again and again, he still kept his eyes red, raised his hooves, and rushed towards the matador in front of him.
The red cloth shaking in the matador's hand is the dream of a great artist that has been burning in Gu Weijing's heart since he was a child.
This period of time.
The Little Prince was a hit, the ingenious idea at the Singapore Art Exhibition, and Mr. Cao’s promise to become a disciple had just made him feel that this dream was close before his eyes.
How could Gu Weijing allow it to drift away from his body
Some things are so wonderful that once you have seen them, you will never forget them for the rest of your life.
Both of them came from humble backgrounds and were both "small town painters", so Gu Weijing suddenly discovered at this moment that in a certain part of his soul, he really andMyo Aung Win is also the same person.
The same fear of losing after gaining.
The same low self-esteem and fear.
The wealthy life given by Brother Hao, which Miao Aung Win was afraid of losing.
What Gu Weijing was afraid of losing was his dream of becoming a great painter.
He is afraid that what the system gives him will turn out to be a mirage.
At best, he can only become a craftsman with superb skills.
Because all he has are external conditions, and he lacks the vital and transparent heart of an artist that a true genius like Ms. Downing possesses.
"Titanium white is applied on the hair, the rouge is adjusted on the tip of the pen, the petals are dotted on the side, and the flower hook is formed in two strokes"
Gu Weijing tried to focus all his attention on his mind I recited the wisteria flower painting formulas while trying to use concentration to overcome the clutter and fear in my mind.
He even opened the system panel directly.
When I was painting, my eyes were fixed on the column of Chinese painting techniques on the panel.
Gu Weijing no longer cares about having to draw more than a dozen strings of wisteria flowers to make the experience value of the progress bar jump a little.
It doesn’t matter.
Now only the upward jump of experience points can make him feel at ease and solid for a moment.
If the remaining gap of one hundred experience points requires him to draw a thousand bunches of wisteria flowers to make up for it, then he is willing to just draw a thousand bunches of wisteria flowers.
This at least explains it.
A person without spiritual energy can still hope to break through the painting bottleneck by relying on hard work.
Art is a cruel industry that relies on talent to make a living. The fact that hard work can make up for weakness is the comfort that Gu Weijing needs most now.
What a pity.
The state of painting is not a physical test and running, as long as you practice for a long time, you can always improve.
It is like sand that is caught in the palm of one's hand. If one deliberately wants to hold it, it will lose more and faster.
"Titanium white is applied on the hair, and the tip of the pen is adjusted with rouge."
"Gu Weijing, unfortunately, you were not shortlisted for the audition for the Singapore Biennale. Thank you for your support for the project. The support and trust of the organizing committee”
“Titanium white is applied on the hair, and rouge is adjusted on the pen tip”
“Oh, at this level, I still want to be my disciple with a little bit of aura. No. What's the use of having a photocopier that can draw?"
"Yanghao"
"Gu Weijing, didn't we agree that we would go to the heights together? You want me to be my Monet. Why can’t I see where your painting heart lies?”
As he recited the painting formula, the noise in his mind showed no signs of dying down. On the contrary, it is also getting bigger.
At the beginning, Gu Weijing just recited the formula silently in his mind, and regarded the painting techniques of wisteria flowers as something like the Zen "calming mantra", and wanted toCalm yourself down.
After a while.
He was almost shouting.
But as his voice became hysterical, the volume of the villain in his mind also became deafening.
It is no longer just Tangning and her own voice.
The rejection letter from the Singapore Organizing Committee, Mr. Cao’s disappointed eyes, and the questioning eyes of Sakai Katsuko, all kinds of phantoms appeared and disappeared one after another, and finally formed a huge chorus symphony. The words echoed in Gu Weijing's mind.
It is a piece of music about inescapable tragedy.
Buddhist scriptures say.
Inner demons are lingering, and all kinds of sufferings arise, like falling into hell.
It’s ridiculous that Gu Weijing just drew a sketch about cats a few days ago to treat Jane Arnold’s son’s psychological problems.
In a blink of an eye.
He himself was overwhelmed by the tide of negative emotions.
Tony can escape into his own closed heart.
The thing that disturbs the mind is the heart.
So he is at the end of the world with nowhere to go.
If Dr. Jin Anqing had witnessed this scene, the psychiatrist would have realized that Gu Weijing was experiencing an extremely classic textbook depression scene.
It is also the most typical way that depression harms sensitive people.
The problem Tony faces is called mourning in psychology.
Gu Weijing's current state is called "o", which is the abbreviation of the phrase "poor and weak me".
Note oooritteod
In the beginning, it was just a small emotional ups and downs, like the first snowflake that was shaken from the top of the mountain.
Then,
a chain reaction begins.
Negative emotions will continue to accumulate as the snowflakes roll down the mountain, faster and faster, accumulating more and more.
From snowflakes to snowballs, and then as emotions sweep in like a tide, they turn into avalanches that collapse all over the mountains and plains.
Objectively, the patient may have a successful career and a happy family, but as the negative emotions continue to expand, the patient will be like a role-playing game player, constantly playing various "tragic me" roles in his mind .
They kept imagining the tragic scenes they would face, and were hurt by such scenes again and again.
They cycle back and forth with each other.
The scariest thing about this game is.
If the patient cannot use supreme perseverance and wise awareness, he will be able to leave in the process of falling towards the center of the earth as if being attracted by gravity.
Then he will really become the poor and weak "me" in the pretending game "o".
This is how most patients with depression mess up all the good things in their lives and then go to self-destruction.
Whether it is a fantasy or a prophecy, it all happens in one thought..
The brush in Gu Weijing's hand made a rattling sound because of his involuntary exertion, and the bamboo tube even seemed to be a little bent.
I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing.
When going out for fun, Gu Weijing was reluctant to bring the set of old pens handed down from his ancestors to Gu Tongxiang.
Maybe.
If he had used that set of emerald-colored brushes today, the hard and cold touch would have successfully calmed him down.
Maybe.
The jade body of the precious old pen will break due to lack of moisture and toughness due to Gu Weijing's unconscious exertion.
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"Calm down, calm down, please calm down, okay?"
Gu Weijing forgot to continue to recite the painting formula .
He watched blankly as the evaluation on the system panel changed from simple to casual, and then uncontrollably changed from casual to perfunctory again.
Perfunctory, perfunctory, perfunctory
These four words are like a curse that cannot escape.
No matter how hard Gu Weijing painted, the system would tell him the cold facts.
The effort he put into the wisteria flowers only deserves the lowest evaluation of being perfunctory.
This moment.
Gu Weijing knew that he really couldn't continue to draw like this.
Put out the fire with the help of the firewood. If the firewood is not used up, the fire will never be extinguished.
His spirit is the blazing fire, and the wisteria flowers in front of him are the firewood of the fire, which is scorching his thoughts and inspiration from the inside out.
Sakai Katsuko refused to use Gu Weijing as a model for her daily practice. The girl was smart enough to realize it.
If the painting practice does not go well, she will take the bad mood away. Practicing with Gu Weijing's face affected their romance.
Now, he continues to draw like this.
The wisteria flowers in front of him and even the Chinese painting itself will become an anchor for Gu Weijing's negative emotions. Whenever he picks up the brush again, he will be brought into inferiority and self-doubt by the scene.
Put down your pen and admit defeat, even if you put down your artist heart and your dream of becoming a great artist.
He can still be a craftsman who relies on the system to accumulate skills, and he can still do that ouistroy.
Think about it carefully.
ouistroy is pretty good too.
Although the verdict is finalEven though he was imprisoned, he still managed to win an award at the Chicago Song Biennale.
Although there is talk of becoming Mr. Cao's successor, it is estimated that there will be no chance in this life.
But Ms. Sakai has such a good personality, maybe people won’t dislike her. Isn’t the soft rice delicious? If you just mess around, you will be messed up in this life.
If he does not put down his pen, perhaps this negative emotion will spread to all areas of painting. He is like those American soldiers who trembled when they heard the sound of gunfire after returning from Afghanistan.
When you pick up the pen, these noisy noises will echo in your mind.
He can no longer even be an outstanding craftsman.
But Gu Weijing just couldn't put down his pen, just
unwilling to do so.
As if holding the pen, he grabbed a piece of the sleeve of his childhood dream, holding it firmly, holding it tightly, grabbing it with all his strength, begging not to let it slip away. Walk.
Is there a one-in-a-thousand chance that God is merciful and he can really hold it?
What Gu Weijing holds on to is not hope, but despair .
Not only was the pointer of the mood meter firmly fixed on the evaluation of perfunctory, it didn’t even mean to move.
Even the techniques began to regress.
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He drew it The wisteria flowers appeared, and the experience points and techniques began to fall downwards like a boat sailing against the current.
3000, 2000, and 1000 have all fallen below the level of professional level one, returning to v3 semi-professional level.
The artist’s painting techniques are inherently positively related to the painter’s emotional state.
When an artist paints a work, it is normal for the work to be of a higher or lower technical level than the artist himself.
Every time you encounter extraordinary performance, you may encounter abnormal performance. You can't expect a painter who is in such a bad mood that his hands are shaking to paint such exquisite brushstrokes.
Gu Weijing closed the system panel.
It was not that he succeeded in calming down, but Gu Weijing finally despaired.
A painting of despair can also shock the viewer's soul, just like the dark, grotesque and gloomy Saturnus Torma by the Spanish painter Goya Lucientes.
But a painter who is desperate for his painting skills can only draw extremely bad paintings full of mistakes.
For example, at this moment, the wisteria flowers in Gu Weijing's paintings seem to be twisted into densely packed trembling small color dots.
"Please, please Gu Weijing, please calm down, please, really please."
Gu Weijing thought desperately. road.
So, he really calmed down.
In a physical sense.
A basin of cold lake water was covered from the beginningfell down.
Bitter cold.
On a 35-degree summer day in Yangon at noon, Gu Weijing felt that a tight string in his heart had finally been broken by the cold water.
The brush at hand fell freely.
Gu Weijing was too weak to go down.
He did not fall to the grass beneath him, but fell into a soft embrace.
"It's okay, it's okay, we don't think about it anymore. It's okay, it's okay." Sakai Katsuko knelt down on the grass and gently brushed his scalp with her fingertips, as if coaxing a child. of comfort to.
Beside the girl was an empty bucket.
"I'm sorry. Katsuko, I tried hard, I worked really hard, but maybe I am really not the person who can play Manet's Monet."
< p>Gu Weijing looked at the sky with blank eyes and apologized softly."I'm sorry."
He was defeated.
"It's okay." Sakai Katsuko murmured softly.
"Miss, Mr. Gu, are you okay?" Uncle Alai had already ran over. He and the female bodyguard had just realized that something was wrong with Gu Weijing.
It’s just that he doesn’t know how to deal with the artist’s psychological problems.
"You leave here, immediately."
Sakai Shengzi said without raising her head. She thoughtfully put Gu Weijing's face into her arms and used her fingers to Wiping away the tears on the other person's cheeks mixed with the lake water.
Shengzi didn't want Gu Weijing to appear in the eyes of outsiders with his embarrassed and depressed look.
"Is he feeling unwell? He has epilepsy and needs to call an ambulance?" The bodyguard lady rubbed her hands on her clothes and suggested. "That's snot, I have a tissue."
"Get out of here, I asked you to get out of here, you don't understand." Ms. Katsuko ordered in a very rare and rough voice.
This moment.
The female bodyguard suddenly realized.
This cute girl who is always easy to talk to is the daughter of a billionaire.
It’s time to be dignified.
Katsuko can also be very majestic, even the air seems to be frozen.
"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood."
After a moment of anger, Shengzi returned to normal, her tone softened, "Please leave for a while , By the way, take Jasmine away and take her to have something to eat. She is not suitable to see Gu Jun like this. When you come back, I can take good care of her brother Gu and return her intact. "
The female bodyguard wanted to say something else, but was pulled away by Uncle Alai.
Gu Weijing's eyes were still staring blankly at the sky, turning a blind eye to everything around him, as if he didn't care anymore, and as if he didn't hear anything at all.
Sakai Katsuko put Gu Weijing’s face beside her legs and looked into his black pupils.
Gu Weijing's eyes were confused and completely unfocused.
Miss Katsuko did not look away, she just stared at each other so persistently, as if she wanted to see the sea dry up and the stone fall apart.
A long time.
Sakai Katsuko nodded slightly.
"You are right, you are indeed not Manet's Monet."
Gu Weijing's eyes blinked, as if the last part of his heart was broken.
Sakai Katsuko smiled.
"You are not Manet's Monet, you are my Gu Weijing. Miss Sakai Katsuko's Gu Weijing."
"Gu Jun is so cute, give me a Mo Nai, I won’t change it.”
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