Chapter 57: An Extra Person

The total of the four judges for this illustration scored only 13 points.

The wheelchair-bound judge gave three points, and of the remaining three, except for Thomas, the other two judges also gave three points.

"It's not as good as the last homeless man, which is too embarrassing. I guess no matter who this artist is, his business may not be easy to do in the future. ”

Mrs. Sakai said with emotion.

Whatever the reason, the work that I carefully painted, trampled under the feet of the homeless man's graffiti, will not be a faceless thing after all.

"It's a pity. It's unfair to demand the works of online artists with the standards of art.,Purely from the perspective of illustration.,There should be content.。 ”

Kazunari Sakai sighed.

"What more could you ask of them?"

Compared to other countries, RB has more illustrators or cartoonists.

Professor Sakai knew that at their level, it was good to be able to draw what the employer was asking for.

You can't ask how realistic their work is, especially if it's so small.

In painting, anime illustrations and character portraits are completely different prices.

"There is only practical value, no art value."

Katsuko Sakai said softly, "That Miss Elena in a wheelchair is admiring this work with the eyes of a serious work of art, and three points are quite generous. ”

When it comes to an illustration, it's officially over when you put it in the hands of your employer.

For a work of art, beyond the use value. It also needs the value of the collection and the value of the sale.

Not only can you buy it, but you have to be able to sell it, and the next collector will be willing to buy it.

There are as many illustrations of this level as there are in the art market.

Strictly speaking, the hand-held graffiti of the homeless man, if you have to make up two more stories appropriately, you may always meet one or two people who want to buy it with a curious mentality.

It's rotten enough to be distinctive, and it's distinctive.

But if it's an ordinary illustration with no bright spots, it's like a weed growing on the side of the road, and no one cares.

This contest is really unfriendly for web illustrators.

Painting is more of a job than an artistic pursuit for them.

What they pursue is the volume of orders and turnover, but not the artistic level.

Wuling Hongguang and Ferrari Drag Racing are just joking, after all, and their starting points are completely different.

If you sharpen the mistakes and omissions in these works from the perspective of art appreciation, it is indeed cold and a little cruel.

"Hurry up, the works of these online painters are really nothing worth seeing, can they really compare with the masters?"

Komatsu Taro shook his head impatiently, he wanted to fast forward a little.

Tsunamasa Sakai said: "Three online illustrators, a homeless man, wait for this judge to eliminate another painting immediately, and it will be the wonderful part." ”

Competing with masters, such an opportunity is naturally rare for Lei, but other online artists only have the fate of being crushed.

Fine arts and sports are similar.

Even if you dope, if you want to win the world championship, you have to be an athlete, and if you change Uncle Sakai to race, even if you drink doping as mineral water, you will only get ridicule.

"These online illustrators who make a living are really not qualified to compete with real artists on the same stage, and if it is a serious art exhibition, they are not even qualified to be shortlisted......"

Mrs. Sakai was halfway through her words when she suddenly fell silent.

Because she saw, without warning, Miss Elena, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly stopped the identification.

The girl tilted her head sideways and stared at a work in front of her for a long time.

Then, she gently shook the bell.

A chalet in a black waistcoat outside the door pushed the door in.

She whispered something in the other's ear, and the other person nodded, then turned and pushed the door away.

Then the connoisseur lady, with her hands crossed under her chin, stared at the four paintings in front of her, and fell into a long silence.

ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE IPAD, THE DISCUSSION AREA THAT SYNCHRONIZES WITH THE VIDEO PROGRESS IN REAL TIME HAS ALSO FOUND AN ABNORMALITY IN THE PICTURE.

A question mark and WTF (what happened)? Start swiping like crazy.

"What's going on? She was not feeling well, or there was a problem with the video recording. ”

As soon as Tsunamasa Sakai spoke, he felt that it was not right.

This is not a live broadcast, but a video that has been made for a long time.

If something goes wrong during the recording process, you can just cut it out in post.

The fact that Mr. Hyperion is willing to keep this clip shows that it must be important to the video and that the audience will be interested.

“Hi? Hi? What's going on? Are you okay? ”

Thomas gestured to the big brother photographer on the side.

The camera shakes, and the image is moved to the blank wall, but the video itself does not stop, and continues to play.

"No...... It's just that I think I need to pause the recording for a bit. There's something I have to apologize to. ”

Anna's voice continued to come from the frame.

This is indeed an emergency.

After the young lady was silent for a long time, she even forgot that she was recording a show, and directly called the real name of the big Internet celebrity.

The influencer has always been very private about his personal life outside of work, and has never released his real name to the outside world.

In order to protect their personal information, the post-production team had to [beep—] off the word "Thomas" when processing this audio.

At this point, the subtitle of the prompt appears for the second time in the video.

[There was a little hiccup during the recording.] It's so funny, and after thinking about it, I decided to keep it real and present this video to everyone as it is - Mr. Hyperion]

After a few seconds, the video is back to normal.

"Okay, let's resume recording, Miss Yelena just told me something very interesting."

Thomas turns the camera to Anna.

"I used to say that it's not wise to buy a contract illustration for a million dollars, and I don't think I'll see anything that surprises me."

Anna pursed her lips, showing her inner hesitation.

She has always been a clean and neat person, and she never struggles to judge the quality of a work of art.

But today......

Especially that one painting.

"I still stick to the former point, but I have to apologize for the latter. I shouldn't jump to conclusions without seeing a specific artwork. The remaining four illustrations are all very good, and they can even be called impressively excellent. ”

"Any of the ones I eliminated after that weren't good enough, but because the others were better."

"And ......"

Anna druffled her voice and bit her lower lip slightly.

"There was even one that surprised me very much...... A masterpiece, I need to take a moment to appreciate it carefully before I can come to a final conclusion. ”

"About a few minutes."

The caregiver outside quickly delivered a set of suitcases.

Anna cleaned her hands and removed the Jaeger-LeCoultre moon phase watch she was carrying on her wrist.

The nurse's aunt helped her fold the sleeves of her skirt upwards to reveal her smooth forearms underneath.

After making sure that her sleeves wouldn't inadvertently stain the paper, she put on a pair of white silk gloves.

Anna rotates the retaining pin at the back of the frame, taking apart one of the four frames and removing the paper inside.

He took out his magnifying glass and began to carefully examine the painting.

"Strange."

Komatsu straightened his body slightly.

This method of authenticating is generally only used on the authenticity of large-scale oil paintings, especially in auction houses.

The appraiser determines whether it is an authentic masterpiece or an imitation of the master through the drying order of the paint, the art style revealed by the finest brushstrokes of the brush, and the texture of the characters.

This painting was painted so meticulously, I didn't expect the other party to need to look at it so seriously.

Masterpiece?

"It's Jane Arnaud's predecessor, or Van Doorne's, who looks so carefully, and even calls it a masterpiece."

Uncle Sakai touched his chin.

This old-school art critic is very particular about the wording used to identify works of art.

The other party called this work "Masterpiece", and he must have liked this painting to the core.

"There is at least a seventy percent chance that Jane Arnold's predecessors are senior."

Katsuko Sakai thought for a moment, "There are still two percent left that Miss Louis painted exceptionally well." In the style of Oil Painting magazine, I don't like Dadaism too much, it's just-"

There was silence on the coffee table.

Everyone was aware of a problem.

Jane Arnold, Van Doorne, Louis, a turnip and a pit, so whose painting is left?