The firelight of the fireplace reflected the faces of master and apprentice with different expressions.
Cao Xuan’s eyebrows were lowered, as if he was asleep.
Tang Ning stared closely at the long vertical scroll hanging down from the wall. As the sky and earth rods slid open, a sea of purple flowers rolled out from the center of the painting, mixed with the moist cold wind blowing by the window. The smell of beech wood was forced out by the fireplace, along with the beeping sound and heat.
It was like a light rain of flowers falling at the turn of spring and summer in the living room.
The rain of flowers fell into Tang Ning's heart, but it created a stormy wave that was completely incompatible with those soft and fluttering flowers and leaves.
She first took a few steps closer, and then slowly stepped back, with a look of disbelief on her face. She pinched and loosened her fingers, then loosened and pinched again.
After a while.
Mr. Cao was still sitting on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed. He did not turn around to look at the ever-changing expressions of his female disciple, but asked softly.
"What do you think?"
After Tangning took a few deep breaths, the surprise she felt when she first saw this "extraordinary" painting slowly dissipated. When Gu Weijing threatened that the level of his paintings would not be matched by the master of Chinese painting in another twenty years, he spoke softly in an almost emotionless tone.
"The composition of the branches and leaves is not natural enough. The branches are like drawing bamboos. They should be pressed to make them appear empty, and they should not be held up by mud and water. The tip of the pen is tossing and turning in an disorderly manner, and the shades are inappropriate. It is just inferior quality. The leaves are also not painted well. When each leaf is drawn, the first stroke should be like a feather, the second stroke should be like a swallow's tail, the third stroke should be like a goldfish turning over, and the fourth stroke should be like a frightened geese."
"The image he painted. It's a bunch of weeds with mottled veins."
Tang Ning turned her attention to those flowers and leaves.
“This flower is barely qualified, but the color is not very accurate. The base tone of cinnabar should be supplemented by a reddish or yellowish deep color to show the virtual and real effect and the distinction between primary and secondary. His Using the straight peak of the stroke is considered moderate, but when switching to the reverse peak of the stroke, there are too many burrs and the brush control ability is not strong enough, making it immediately difficult to read."
She spoke in an unhurried tone, describing this picture of wisteria flowers. Problems were pointed out one after another.
Old Yang listened carefully with his ears perked up, thinking strangely.
A good painting, in the eyes of Ms. Tang Ning, was so riddled with errors that it was unappreciable
Even Lao Yang felt that she was deliberately making things difficult and belittling Gu Weijing.
Cao Xuan was not angry either, and smiled brightly.
"Well, so"
This time Tangning was silent for a long time and sighed.
She said a final conclusion that was completely different from the previous evaluation, "It's really not tacky."
"Can it be painted?"
"Three Come on, give me three months."
Tang Ning looked deeply at the scroll hanging on the wall for a while, "I should be able to draw something much better than this. "It's better."
Unfortunately, except for the three people in the living room, no one in the world could hear Tangning's words.talk.
Otherwise.
The sensational news value of this simple question and answer alone is worthy of the gossip tabloids of the art media to dwell on it for eternity, and it has made the headlines of most art magazines.
The most rare thing in the world of literati, and the most anticipated by all young painters day and night, is not to have a master or noble person say "I am not as good as you"
Just this sentence.
It’s worth a thousand gold, in a physical sense.
Talk closer.
Qi Baishi's outstanding position in the Western art market, Picasso's famous sentence "Why do Asian painters come to visit me? Go and see Qi Baishi, his things are beyond my ability to paint." Century Hard Broadcasting played a very important role.
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The great and small kings in the book, Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi, father and son, during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, for several centuries, the son Wang Xianzhi actually had more artistic appreciation than his father Wang Xizhi. A little higher.
It wasn't until the Tang Dynasty that a calligraphy enthusiast was shocked when he saw Wang Xizhi's calligraphy. He felt that his own calligraphy was ashamed in front of him and he couldn't hold his head up at all.
This guy set up a shop in front of his home to collect authentic works of Wang Xizhi from all over the world.
From then on, Wang Xizhi's reputation completely surpassed that of Wang Xianzhi, establishing his reputation as the first sage of calligraphy throughout the ages.
This calligraphy enthusiast is known as Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
It’s Li Er’s classmate Li Shimin.
"It takes three months to draw a better painting" sounds harsh, but another way of expressing it is to say that now that she picks up the pen, she is not sure that she can draw a better picture. The same piece of work.
Given Tangning's character and status, saying such words was actually a surrender.
It’s enough to make an acquaintance like Lao Yang’s jaw drop.
Lao Yang stared at the wisteria picture on the wall by Gu Weijing, rolling his eyes in a giggling voice, and his mind became active.
He used to only know that this painting was good and very good.
Nonsense.
It’s strange that a work that can make Mr. Cao so satisfied with the word "elaborate" is not good enough
But how good it is, Lao Yang still has no idea in his mind an accurate reference.
Whether it was something that he, Old Yang, couldn't draw, or something that even Tang Ning couldn't draw, there was a huge difference in meaning.
Even Tang Ning said that it took him three months to paint a painting that completely subverted his understanding.
This is more than just a cow.
It is simply incredible that the value of Tianwai Niu is thousands of gold.
No.
Joke.
A thousand pieces of gold only costs a few dollars. The price of gold has risen sharply in recent years. A thousand taels of gold is worth just over two million yuan.
This is almost Lao Yang’s basic salary for one year.
Two million for a Chinese painting.
It is also among the top fifteen top-notch artists in the entire Dongxia Hurun Artists Rich List.
This number is definitely too exaggerated for an eighteen-year-old young man.
Even Tang Ning spent twenty years on the career path before her net worth reached this range.
But if there is a chance now, if Lao Yang pays two million for this picture of wisteria flowers, he can really take it home at this seemingly outrageous price.
Just based on Mr. Cao’s attitude and Tang Ning’s words.
Although Lao Yang is very stingy, he is very willing to take a gamble that this painting will definitely be worth more than two million in another twenty years.
Who in the art industry doesn’t talk about the legendary stories of buying Andy Warhol for 30,000 US dollars, buying Picasso for 50,000 francs, holding it for 30 years, and then selling it for 100 million?
At this moment.
Old Yang felt inspired for no reason. Perhaps such an opportunity was right in front of him.
It seemed that the shock in Lao Yang's heart was not enough.
"Three months" Mr. Cao stood up from the sofa, leaning on a cane. He looked at the wisteria picture on the scroll for a while, and then looked at Tang Ning.
"Xiao Ning, ask yourself, is three months enough?"
Tang Ning frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, "Five months, at most half a year."
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"It will definitely be possible in half a year"
Mr. Cao asked meaningfully, "If I say that you can't paint in half a year, your next solo exhibition will be held together with Gu Weijing , are you willing to agree?"
Tang Ning did not speak this time.
Different levels.
Tang Ning is very reluctant to say this, but in this painting, Gu Weijing and her paintings show a completely different level of appreciation in the eyes of the audience.
Each has its own pros and cons.
In terms of technique, Gu Weijing is still not worth mentioning.
You’re welcome to say so.
Tang Ning could hold a Vogue magazine with one hand while watching a talk show on TV. She could draw much better things with her left hand.
Mr. Cao said that Gu Weijing’s large-character writing style is like a black-ink pig.
In fact, his style of Chinese painting was no better in front of a master like Tang Ning who stood at the top.
Tang Ning didn't like Gu Weijing.
However, her comments on the wisteria flower picture were not intended to be critical.
Well, even if it is intentional, it is not nitpicking.
Every comment Tangning made was spot on.
If Gu Weijing were here, and if he had the temperament to listen to honest advice, he would definitely benefit a lot and feel enlightened.
But the insignificant brush and ink techniques in this entire painting are condensed together to form a unique sense of atmosphere, the essence of divine will. Tang Ning thought to herself, sheEven if you devote yourself to it and watch it for three days and three nights, it will be difficult to draw it.
Its divine will has entered the room.
This is also the crux of the matter that made Tangning feel more frightened and unbelievable the more she looked at it.
The peach blossoms and flowing water disappear, and there is no other world than this world.
Tang Ning found that the whole painting had a kind of self-contained tranquility. It was a feeling that she had been pursuing for many years but could not obtain, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.
She secretly compared the picture of hundreds of flowers she once had with the picture of wisteria flowers by Gu Weijing in front of her.
Tang Ning always thought.
No matter how the other party draws or copies, when compared with her works, it will be Li Gui meeting Li Kui. The gap is so big that it will make that kid feel despair and self-doubt.
In terms of depicting the atmosphere of the painting, things are completely reversed.
The atmosphere is the brewing of emotions, and the will of God is the collection of hard work.
It stands to reason.
The most important thing is not to fake it.
The human pen and the pen are one, and the mind and painting are the same. What is important is the coordination of emotions and the harmonious harmony of the works in the pen.
Be agitated when you should be agitated, and be lonely when you should be lonely.
Tang Ning does not cheat, but with her talent, she can find some tricks.
She thinks that the most wonderful part of the Hundred Flowers Picture is the orchids, plum blossoms, magnolia flowers, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, magnolias, hydrangeas, chrysanthemums, lotus flowers, wisteria, narcissus, peonies, ganoderma lucidum, roses, etc. Ten kinds of flowers bloom on the same tree.
Dozens of different techniques and dozens of different styles.
She has never seen all kinds of things in the world, but she can take advantage of them.
In ancient times, madmen painted, painted and sang.
She is holding a poetry book in her hand, reading and drawing.
When it was time to feel desolate and lonely, Tang Ning put a copy of Gu Cheng's History of the Southern Ming Dynasty in hand. When the flowers are bold and high-spirited, she silently recites the saying "Thousands of gold has been scattered and it will come back again".
The good wind sends me to the blue clouds with its power.
While other painters struggle between pain and self-torture, she is like a spectator, walking through the mirage-like phantoms of numerous sentient beings.
Li Taibai danced with long sleeves on the moon, so she took a small cup, took three-thirds of the residual image in the water towards the moon, and poured it into the painting.
Picking one or two petals and two or three Cabbage beads is enough to make it wonderful.
Although it is not my own thing.
But when I started writing, I cried so hard that I couldn't help myself. Although I was deeply moved, applying a little mustard on the tip of my nose to slightly "tune" out the aftertaste of the poem made me retreat. The next smart person’s approach can make the audience’s noses sore when appreciating the paintings, whether they smell pain or “mustard”.
They are already better than most people who have no taste at all.
Isn’t it?
The youngest gold medalist in the history of the Shanghai BiennaleThe award winners have proven it all.
But this second-best picture of hundreds of flowers collided with Gu Wei's picture of wisteria flowers that stood up after being broken.
It's like the tears shed by "Mustard" met the tears of true love.
In an instant.
The flowery Li Gui, Li Kui.
Reveal your true colors.
Tang Ning understood that in front of this wisteria tree, the exquisitely designed flowers on her Hundred Flowers Chart had all turned into fake silk flowers rolled out of plastic paper.
Now instead of Gu Weijing doubting himself, Tang Ning was looking at this painting and beginning to doubt life.
If the technique wasn't really clumsy, she even thought it could have been Mr. Cao himself.
Tang Ning’s advantage over Gu Weijing is that the praise she received from childhood made her heart stronger. Moreover, her status has long since meant that she does not need to prove to anyone in the world that she can become a great painter. .
So.
Tang Ning will not doubt her painting skills.
She was just puzzled from the bottom of her heart. How could an eighteen-year-old child have the accumulation to draw such a painting?
Even this technique was also Tangning was slightly frightened.
Tang Ning's skill level as a newbie to the second level of the profession was certainly not worth taking a serious look at.
A hundred painters of this level combined are not worth it.
But when was this painting painted?
How long has it been since she saw the works shared by Senior Brother Lin in the group of teachers?
This increase in speed made Tangning feel terrified.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it looks the same every day.
People say that Tang Ning is a once-in-a-century talent, but at the time, she was no more than that.
This is completely inconsistent with the speed of progress that a young man in a remote country should have.
It is now very gravelly.
If we can continue to develop at this rate, in a few years, the prototype of a master will be born.
Techniques can be improved very quickly.
As for a painter's emotional investment in her works, it is absolutely impossible for her to increase so quickly.
This kind of mental polishing is the real bottleneck for Tangning, who has had a smooth career path with sparks and lightning.
The atmosphere of this painting.
When she was drawing hundreds of flowers at the age of twenty, she could not draw them.
Now that she is worth tens of millions of dollars, she still may not be able to draw.
The perception of life by a top painter must be more profound than that of a thirty-year-old middle-aged social animal in crisis.
It must depend on the circumstances of life.
Three months is just a nice way of saying it for Tang Ning, not enough emotional understanding is not enough.
There is no accurate way to improve it.
She may see through the true meaning of the wisteria picture tomorrow, draw such a picture.
It may take one, two, or five years not to be able to draw it.
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