After chatting with my friends, I walked towards my cabin with my things, and as soon as I reached the gate of the small fence yard, I felt the mobile phone in my pocket vibrate. Gently put the things at the door, Fang Yi opened the door of the house, put the things into the house, and then took out the phone.

When I saw that it was actually from home, I naturally dialed it back.

Waiting for the phone to be called, the mother's sudden machine-gun-like voice came: "You are so rich?" Donated more than 100 million yuan at once! It's okay, I don't have to discuss such a big matter with my family."

"Mom! You listen to the in the newspapers! Fang Yi sat on the sofa in the living room and patiently explained to his mother: "That's just an estimate!" The whole old painting is almost over my current painting price, this thing is not normal! ”。

"What valuation? Your uncle called and said that the family photo you drew is now estimated at 5 million! Can your uncle lie to us? Yu Qin said again.

"That's not how the account is calculated!" Fang Yi explained to his mother with a bitter look on his face that the sudden influx of so many works into the market would have an impact on the prices of his existing works, which would not be conducive to the operation of the gallery and its own works. I talked about it as plainly as I could.

For many Chinese, most people who donate 100 million or something at once are not used to it, especially like Yu Qin, who has never seen 100 million in front of them in their lives. I heard that my son donated 100 million yuan lightly, and I always had to call over for training, and scolded the son of a loser who couldn't live!

"Be sure to let me know when you do it again! You loser! Stay at home and wait for my grandson to run out of money. It's also good to change a popsicle to eat! Yu Qin asked again: "How are you and Xiaobei?" The two of them are getting along well, don't be so wasted, find a time to get the certificate, your father and I are waiting to hold our grandson! ”。

Fang Yi listened and continued to say with a bitter face: "Exchange my painting for a popsicle? Your grandson is so valuable! Besides, I'm only twenty-three years old! Isn't it a bit early? Let's talk about this in two years! ”。

"Let me talk to Tie Dan!" Fang Yi heard his sister's voice coming from his mother's side.

"Sister! Why are you so early at my house? Fang Yi asked directly.

"The rain is now with my aunt. It's usually put here, your brother-in-law and I are too busy to take care of her! Fang Nan heard this and immediately said: "Now that you have everything worth, the painting you painted for us, we don't dare to hang it on the head of the bed now!" I'm afraid we'll lead thieves when we're not at home! Now it's for my dad! I've put away the wooden wind chimes you made for the raindrops! ”。

Fang Yi heard this and immediately said, "Are you like this? ”。

"By the way, your school invited your uncle and aunt to your donation ceremony, do you think it's better for them to go or not?"

"If you want to go, you can go, if you don't want to go, you won't go! What is there to say about this! Fang Yi opened his mouth and said. This day is comfortable when it is smooth, why are my parents still entangled in whether to go to the stone art donation meeting!

"Is it okay not to go?"

"What's not to do! I myself refused! Fang Yi is really a little impatient, where to ask about this matter. I'm afraid that my sister will continue to entangle on this matter: "It's raining, did you wake up so early?" If she wakes up, let her come and talk to my uncle, and listen to your and my mother's voice as well as listen to this little girl's voice! ”。

"I'm still asleep! I didn't pay much attention to the wind chimes hanging on the head of the small bed, but they were taken away. I want to think about it these days! ”。

"As for it. She wants you to give it to her! If I play it badly and it is stolen, I will make another one! That thing is made for children to play with! ”。

"People read it and say what kind of installation art it is, and others estimate the cost of a house! Where can you play with your kids! Wait for the older ones to know that they love things and save them for herself! Fang Nan said with a smile.

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "How false this is, do you know it!" You can take everything now to estimate, when will you take me, a big living person, to sell! ”。

My sister said that she would return it to her little niece when she was a little older, and she might not be able to give it when she got married! Who believes this, Fang Yi's mother collected his New Year's money when he was too young, and he hasn't seen it back to him!

"When my house in Los Angeles is built, you and your brother-in-law will come over with the rain to play for a while! Anyway, the two of you have holidays in college too! ”。

"Zhilu Dao! When the time comes, I will definitely go! ”。

The two sisters and brothers chatted for a while, and the phone was transferred to Yu Qin's hand. chatted with his mother for almost ten minutes before Fang Yi hung up the phone.

Ay! Hang your arms. Fang Yi threw his mobile phone on the coffee table and breathed a sigh of relief! I can't help but smile a little bitterly! What's going on! Now the painting is inflated, and now even the wind chimes I made for my little niece are regarded as works of art, and what kind of installation art, I install your sister! Can you appraisers die without messing around?

I lit a cigarette, took a puff gently, leaned my body comfortably on the sofa, and gently exhaled a puff of smoke upwards, thinking that even the things I made for children to play with have become art! Thinking about it, I feel that I am more reliable than some people, how to say that a wooden wind chime is also carefully created by myself and my friends, it is better than the previous Dali, the bastard who took a clay figure and painted it with blue paint, and now Damien? Hearst directly used formalin to soak a goat specimen and said that the art is much stronger!

Does Fang Yi think these belong to art? Obviously, he didn't think so in his heart, just like before, art only defined a small circle in Fang Yi's heart! These weird behaviors, Fang Yi seems to be! I even thought that one day, someone would sprinkle a piece of with a little color, and claim that it was a work of art, and the name was colored poop!

For such nonsense, Fang Yi didn't care about it at all, and even turned his nose up! Whether it was before or now, or in the future, such an idea is destined to Fang Yi to be a staunch conservative! And Fang Yi himself also clearly knows this, just like the performance on his own canvas, the shape can be a little distorted, but it will never be without!

While smoking a cigarette, while thinking about his own artistic views, and then comparing with the great artists in the world now, Fang Yi found bitterly that the closest to his own views was actually Henry? Bobile, the dustbin master! Thinking carefully about the words of this contemporary giant in newspapers and magazines, many of them can resonate with Fang Yi! Although Fang Yi didn't like this old boy very much in his heart, in terms of artistic point of view, the two were so similar!

Of course, now Fang Yi's so-called linearism five people are tied together, and they can't compare to Bobile's reputation! Now the dumpster has been able to and Lucian? Freud was on an equal footing, and even showed signs of leapfrogging! The old boy's head now has the hat of one of the greatest artists of our time, not only steady, but also shining!

Some art magazines and the like don't have any news, so I go to his side and make up for it, so that the news is there! Because one master must be sprayed every time! It doesn't matter if the master is dead or still alive! And then it resonated, and of course, the verbal criticism of the followers of these genres!

Every time he opened his mouth, he directly caused a gust of wind, this is the power of the master, you can oppose it, you can agree with it, but you can't ignore his voice! As long as you live in this circle, as long as you still think that what you are doing is art.

Thinking of this, Fang Yi's body surged with a force, thinking about the linearism that he and his friends had created! How can he continue to grow strongly!

I got up from the sofa, walked to an empty easel in my living room, picked up a canvas for practice, began to think, drew two strokes on the canvas for each small idea, and then picked up the sketchbook and wrote on it what I wanted to do next and the desired effect on the final canvas.

As Matisse said, although I am proficient in my own technique, every time I pick up a brush, I still feel that my means of expression are insufficient. Fang Yi's technique is naturally no problem, and now Fang Yi is thinking about how to knead and create his own unique technique, or to make his expressiveness to the next level. Fang Yi, who became a master with the scriptures, is now thinking about elevating himself to the level of green names!

Standing in front of the canvas, Fang Yi would stay for a long time for almost every stroke he painted, thinking about it. For a native Chinese, and in Shicheng Mix, not only has he lived with friends such as Wei Jin Qugu for a long time, but also seen Mr. Zhang Chenglin painting, he will unconsciously compare it in his heart, and that technique is more suitable for showing the effect he thinks.

For Fang Yi, now techniques are just techniques, and there is no distinction between Chinese painting and oil painting, and some things are all interconnected. The master's realm allowed Fang Yi to stand at a higher angle to fuse the two techniques for his own use!

It should be noted that Fang Yi does not forcibly and deliberately maintain a Chinese style for Chinese style, or deliberately maintain the style of the canvas in order to attract the attention of others. Completely casual, a little more of this style, a little less, even if there is almost nothing on the canvas, Fang Yi will feel that as long as he is satisfied with his own creative theme, everything is OK.

Now Bobile has become Fang Yi's new target! After mastering the techniques of classicism, Fang Yi established a new goal for the first time, not to make a name for himself in the Western art world, nor to make his paintings jump into the million-dollar club! Become a member of the top of the pyramid, but think about taking the school you founded with you and Bobil side by side!

I also want the whole art world to listen to me! (To be continued......)