"Fang! You're interested in restoration! ”。 Seeing that Fang Yi came to his research room at nine o'clock again, old man Nick? Gray asked.

"I'm more interested!" Fang Yi held a coffee tray in his hand and put the cup of coffee he brought in front of the old man: "It's the same, there is no added sugar!" ”。

Now Fang Yi is interested in the school, and there is only one class left to raise his spirit, the color science of the Saneh classroom! As for what modeling, art or anything, Fang Yi has no interest at all, Fang Yi thinks that his level has no need to learn these things at all, my modeling ability is enough to teach students, do you still need to teach? As for contemporary art history, in Fang Yi's opinion, it stinks like a piece of! Not to mention going to listen to the class honestly, even when he arrived at the door of the classroom, Fang Yi could feel the stench coming from inside.

Nick took the cup and said, "Thank you!" He lifted the lid and took a sip.

According to the old way, Fang Yi took a book and read it while drinking coffee, which told how to identify other people's oil paintings as old. Yesterday, Fang Yi had already read half of it, and Fang Yi introduced in the book is that the usual method is to put the newly painted painting into the oven, and then bake it at a suitable temperature such as thirty or forty degrees.

Looking at Fang Yi leisurely flipping through the book, Nick asked, "Since you are interested in this, why don't you go to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts to take a credit?" ”。 These art schools in France recognize each other's credits, and both the Paris Academy of Fine Arts and the Paris Academy of Fine Arts are elite colleges, and students from the two schools can of course jump between each other to take credits.

"I'm just a little interested in private! It's a bit too much to take credits! Fang Yi said casually to Nick. But I thought in my heart: If I wanted to learn art restoration, I would have nodded and agreed to go to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, and I would still use it to take the high-end exam? Now when I go to the high decoration and go to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts to repair the art restoration, is it too nonsense? And I don't plan to rely on this thing to make a bowl of rice in the future, just to satisfy my bad taste.

That's what human nature is. There is always a natural curiosity about some taboos or something a little evil! This is what Fang Yi looks like now. The imitation painting that was grandly placed in the museum, and escaped the forgery of countless pairs of appraiser's eyes, in Fang Yi's opinion, was tantamount to a kind of display, a kind of show-off! It was even more of a temptation for Fang Yi, not to mention that Fang Yi also knew that he had done it! Whether you can imitate that nobody, you have to do it yourself to prove that you have done it too.

Of course, Fang Yi didn't think about taking out such a painting to sell or anything, now Fang Yi doesn't have to rely on this means to make a living, he just wants to imitate it and prove that he has done it completely, or better than that person!

As a preliminary preparation. Fang Yi had already shoveled out the two oil paintings he had purchased from the shopkeeper and shoveled them all the way to the bottom of the canvas, and according to the material and texture of the canvas, Fang Yi even made a list in his mind, and this list was impressively listed: Bazier, Degas, Pissarro and other Indo-Italian painters. As for who to use when painting, it depends on Fang Yi's mood. Or which unlucky guy is lying down.

"Just looking at these theoretical things doesn't help much!" Nick looked at Fang Yi holding the book with relish. He said to Fang Yi's kind prompt: "If you restore a master's work. You'll also need to learn about the techniques of the masters, as well as your own unique style, so that you can restore a work! ”。

Fang Yi raised his head from the book: "I know this!" But I haven't practiced anything like that, for example, I think it's good for me to copy Drachva! ”。

Hearing Fang Yi say this, Nick said, "Then you come and paint a picture for me to see?" ”。

The old man is so old, and he has heard countless people say that he is very similar to what he copied. As a contracted copyist at the Museum of Versailles, Nick always had some disdain for these people, who copied what he thought was like him, and when he put it in front of him, he knew that it was a fake.

Say the word. First, I wanted to see the level of Fang Yi, a young man, and secondly, I also wanted to change direction and tell Fang Yi not to open your mouth and say big things: Your skills are good, and your skills are very good, that's true, but it's not so easy to copy the master's works. If it were easy, wouldn't the master's paintings be flying all over the sky?

Hearing what the old man said, Fang Yi put down the book in his hand, stood up directly and asked, "Where to draw?" ”。

When Nick heard this, he stood up directly from his seat: "There is a piece in the lower left corner of my side that has just laid out the outline, you can draw it here!" ”。

The old man didn't have a good canvas here, so he simply let Fang Yi paint on his current canvas, if it wasn't good, then just wait for Fang Yi to finish painting and shovel it off. Moreover, with such an intuitive comparison, it can also show the difference between the level of his copying and the level of Fang Yi, which is very helpful to combat the pettiness of young people.

After listening to Nick's words, Fang Yi sat directly in front of the canvas, entered the link of Delacroix and began to paint, casually stained with paint and waved the brush, Fang Yi did not hesitate at all, and began to smear the first stroke of color on the canvas. And then I drew it one stroke after another, so smoothly.

And Nick crossed his arms and watched behind Fang Yi's back, at first his face was still disdainful, but soon when a small piece of color came out, the old man's face became serious, and he frowned and stared at the canvas. After a while, Cheng Fangyi just came to this room, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.

Fang Yi didn't play to his best level, there was still a small flaw in some places, or there was a little indecisiveness and hesitation in some places. In terms of similarity, it is the level of ninety. It's better to hide the ugliness than to hide it, and the painting is at the highest level, and Nick must be stunned. But that's a lot of speed!

"Fang! You're doing a great job! Nick looked at Fang Yi and put down the paintbrush and said directly: "I didn't expect you to be able to reach such a level by copying Delacroix now!" Looks like you've put a lot of work into Delacroix's work! ”。

Nick was very surprised, some of Fang Yi's paintings still had a small flaw in Nick's opinion, but the speed of this kind of painting could almost make up for it. This is something that can only be achieved through a long period of copying.

The old man's praise, Fang Yi smiled: "I also think it's good!" ”。 For Delacroix, Fang Yi couldn't understand why he was painting this person so fast, and after painting one or two paintings, he suddenly jumped into the chain of souls, as if he couldn't wait.

Nick then pointed out to Fang Yi two small mistakes left on the screen, and after saying this, he asked Fang Yi: "There is a private collection of works in two weeks, let me fix them!" Are you interested in being my assistant? ”。 After speaking, he pointed to the painting on the canvas and said, "It's such a picture, but it's the original!" ”。

"Of course I'm interested!" Fang Yi nodded hurriedly and said.

Now Fang Yi thought that the old man could take him to see how to restore the oil painting! It's also helpful for satisfying the dark side of your heart! And today's generous display of Fang Yi may not mean to put a cover on the old man!

Fang Yi thought to himself: Maybe when he gets to the restoration site, he can still get some pigments from the formula at that time or something. Because Fang Yi knew that the important point of the restoration of the work was to restore the original appearance of the work, then the pigments and some oils and so on must be used at or close to the original use of the author at that time.

It's not a glorious thing to imitate a work, especially if Fang Yi imitates it to such an extent. Of course, it is impossible to tell Nick at the top of his voice: I want to imitate a work, what paint and oil I want, you can help me find it! And then I go on to say: I'm going to imitate you to the point where you don't recognize it!

No matter how stupid Fang Yi is, he can't say this thing, when he does something not very glamorous, the way to do insurance is to know that God knows at most, and at most he knows himself, in short, the less others know about this matter, the better.

Hearing Fang Yi's agreement, Nick was very happy, and then directly pulled Fang Yi to discuss Fang Yi's salary.

For this thing, anyway, Fang Yi just listened to the fact that it didn't matter how much or less, first go and see how this person repairs a work, and then open his eyes and step on it.

Seeing the level of Fang Yilin's painting, Nick became more enthusiastic about Fang Yi in the next few days. In the past, Fang Yi, who often came to his research room, was mainly regarded as a student in the school, but this student was very sensible and came here to bring some coffee or something.

Now it's more of a friend. From time to time, he pulled Fang Yi to exchange his views on the artist. Or to answer Fang Yi's questions, such as how to check and distinguish fakes, how to distinguish the performance of pigments in time, and then there are some things about the application of instruments, Nick is simply ready to answer.

Sometimes, Nick would also tell Fang Yi some interesting things he encountered when he was appraising oil paintings.

"At that time, when many people saw that Degas's work, they thought it was genuine!" Nick proudly said to Fang Yi about his glorious past: "Only I look a little awkward, and it's not too big, but I feel that some of the folds on the clothes are a little weird in terms of handling!" ”。

Fang Yi pricked up his ears and listened to Nick's story.

"I looked at that work over and over again, looking at every inch of it with that magnifying identification glass, and finally found the forger's signature, two almost unrecognizable DH two abbreviations, and these two letters were disguised as lines on clothing!" After that, Nick shook his head and continued, "These forgers are always so conceited! I proudly signed my name as if it were my own work! ”。

Fang Yi nodded: "Hmm! People who do such things are stupid! ”。 (To be continued......)