The cover interviews of Time Magazine and Oil Painting can serve as a bellwether in the Western art media, and even if Banksy casually puts a brown takeaway paper bag over his head, it can instantly make this dress up as the standard portrait of a cynical painter in the minds of art lovers.

Hipsters and underground painters from all walks of life followed suit.

For a while, in the vicinity of some New York art districts, you can't tell if he's a Banksy cosplay or if he's going to talk about robbing a bank.

That is, KFC takeaway bags and similar things are too common and too cheap, and millions of similar garbage are generated on the streets of big cities every day.

Otherwise, even the takeaway bag will become tight, and it is possible that LV, which loves co-branding, will come up with a banky co-branded environmentally friendly takeaway bag.

Luoyang paper is expensive, this is the propaganda influence of top magazines.

The speech at today's annual meeting is like an enlarged and professional version of an interview with Time magazine.

Art magazines record trends and follow them.

And the annual artist produces trends.

The so-called tide is not a drop of water, but a large number of water droplets gathered together to produce the power to turn the water wheel of the times.

The Salon Rally of the Impressionist Losers in France, the Dadaist Fashion in Zurich, the Neo-Realist Movement in Brazil...... Countless artistic waves that have influenced the times have given birth to the first flame on similar occasions.

And today.

In the venue of the New Art Center.

The river flows.

Whether it is the big news of "Oil Painting" or her teacher's closing speech, it is too important.

Downing knew that this would probably be the most classic European art convention in the decades to come.

Maybe people didn't think much at first.

But it will go by over time.

When the 100-year-old painters of the pre-war era, such as Cao Xuan and Richter, and the last vestiges of the Picasso era such as Boole, dissipate one by one in the sky, a different flavor will be brewed more and more.

It's very simple.

This may probably be the last collective appearance of these masters on the same occasion.

Today on occasions like these.

The total number of gold medal winners at the Venice Biennale, Documenta, and the São Paulo Biennale in Brazil is more than ten.

Later generations of art students will reminisce about Einstein, Marie Curie, Planck, Bohr, Pauli, Heisenberg, and Schrödinger...... Seventeen Nobel laureates gathered in Brussels for the 5th Solvay Conference.

With great reverence and remembrance, I recall every move of the masters at this annual meeting.

Reminiscent of the golden age when the masters of art gathered.

Of course.

It must not be forgotten that this should be the end of the influence of the extremely long history of the Yelena family in the field of art.

Their "abdication ceremony" and the scene of Chairman Brown's new emperor ascending the throne.

The times are staggered, and the history of the change of dynasties freezes the moment.

The classic speech of each of the artists will be repeatedly played on video websites, and even printed in some art textbooks as extracurricular extended reading materials, which will be repeatedly read by high school students who study art.

It's like Martin Luther King Jr.'s classic "I Have a Dream" speech.

Has anyone thought about it.

When Martin Luther King Jr. speaks in front of the Lincoln Memorial, he starts with a "Bro, recommend my favorite classic black restaurant."

Or at the physics seminar, Marie Curie and Einstein took a photo above their heads, and there was a little brother holding up "Old Belgian authentic wine heart chocolate, traditional delicious, buy one box and get one box free, eat it to make you smarter!" What kind of scene will it be?

It must be the most awesome legendary advertisement in the history of human advertising, and there is no one.

Chanel spent $60 million on Nicole Kidman's No. 5 perfume commercial, which is simply weak compared to this idea.

In those occasions, if you want to place an ad, others will think that you are crazy, and the style of painting will look a little strange.

Today, however, is different.

The teacher casually mentions the art exhibition of the disciple who has just created great achievements, and it is easy to publicize two sentences, and no one will think it is too much.

And it should be a matter of course.

He is the most promising disciple of Old Man Cao and the future successor.

The teacher doesn't favor her, who is the teacher?

Downing knew that this was the best springboard for her to go to art history.

Normally, she will also take this opportunity to freeze and become a part of the historical moment.

Whenever people play and discuss the finale speech of this annual art conference, the name Downing will be mentioned and paid attention to once.

Take off standing on the tuyere.

That's the concept.

In the past, he was able to participate in the first Impressionist salon with Monet and Manet.

Even if he was just a lucky man who happened to be there by chance, he could be crowned with the great honor of being one of the early painters of the Impressionists. Nowadays, how can the work sell for six figures?

But things are a little bit out of order right now.

The teacher neither agreed nor refused, and did not answer her phone last night.

This made Tang Ning irritable and dialed the phone to Lao Yang.

"Huh? I don't know what that means? Aren't you my teacher's assistant, this is your job, and you get so much money a year......"

Tang Ning endured for a moment.

didn't throw the next scolding sentence of "what are you eating" on the other party's face.

She still has a certain amount of qi cultivation skills.

If her own assistant dared to give her such a perfunctory reply, she would already start to reprimand, Lao Yang was the person next to the teacher after all.

Downing was willing to respect it.

Of course.

The value of Lao Yang's personal assistant is only worth her at most not to directly slap too ugly words in the other party's face.

She paused slightly.

The exterior glass structure of the New Art Center in Glitz is inlaid with 917 fluorescent panels that can change color blocks, which can be used as a display screen under the programmatic control of the media center.

It's an old building after all.

In terms of resolution and clarity, there is no comparison with the new giant spherical building screen in Las Vegas, which is essentially just 917 individual pixels.

It's enough to display some simple color blocks and text.

The display screen is changing the "Judith" series of masterpieces by Klimt, the most important great painter in Austrian history and the founder of the Vienna Secession.

A large amount of gold and pink makes up the famous glamorous widow in the Old Testament, and the delicate brushstrokes full of sensuality are diluted by 917 fluorescent screens and projected onto the surface of the entire building.

It looks less like Klimt's signature erotica than it has a cyberpunk psychedelic feel.

The bizarre colors were thrown on Tang Ning's face, making her face even more cloudy.

Downing listened to the phone for a while, and his patience was finally exhausted.

"Go in and say it to your face."

After sorting out her facial expressions and shaking her head to make sure that her gloomy mood would not be photographed by reporters, she stepped into the venue.

Downing was one of the invited guests at the annual meeting.

However, she did not have the opportunity to speak at the opening ceremony.

So her seating zone and the teacher are not in the same area.

Downing smiled and said hello to the artists and gallerists he knew well, then turned to the media area and paused for a moment, making sure to leave the camera with an elegant and unobtrusive side face.

Only then did I find a place to sit down.

"I'm at B17, come for me." She quickly edited a text message on WeChat.

Tang Ning felt that she had just clicked the send button of the message, and in a flash, the face of the assistant Lao Yang, who was full of flattering smiles, appeared beside her.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Tang, you have been a trapeze artist recently, you were still in London yesterday morning, and you came to Glitz again today, this trip is really rushing. Don't you know, the recent air tickets are too difficult to buy, I can't wait to buy all the first-class tickets three months in advance, now there are so many rich people, Mr. Tang, do you know, a few days ago, Kaizi asked someone to talk about things, just a bottle of champagne on the table, guess? You have to ......."

Old Yang in a suit and leather shoes trotted all the way over.

"It's been quite busy, and the Swatch Group wanted to ask me this year to design a collaboration for their artist collection. This year marks the fiftieth anniversary of their annual artist limited edition program. But I don't think that's necessarily the best option. My agent felt that Swatch's user profile was too young, and she wanted to work with Swatch's high-end sub-brand Blancpain, rather than Swatch, which shipped more than the civilian route, and I was still discussing this with them until noon yesterday. ”

Tang Ning looked at the phone and didn't raise his head, just interrupted Lao Yang's broken thoughts.

"In order to catch up with this annual meeting, I specially borrowed the business jet from Senior Brother Liu at home, and I landed at eight o'clock last night. If I wasn't tired, if I didn't reverse the plane, it would only take 1 hour to fly over, but the teacher didn't want to see me, which was too sad. ”

"In the past, teachers used to say that Chinese painting was largely played by Asians themselves. In terms of influence on modern art, to a certain extent, it is even weaker than that of Japan and South Korea. The words are really hard to hear, very harsh, but harsh to hear. This is not to increase the prestige of others, but to face up to the gap. Therefore, it is necessary to catch up step by step, and seize every opportunity. This is the mission and the responsibility. ”

A top Asian painter who can come to the point of Downing.

Qualified to be capricious, qualified to be arrogant.

But definitely not an idiot figure who only gets angry.

After simple emotional management, Tang Ning's tone was light, unable to hear joy and anger, but very dignified.

"Everyone is talking about tolerance, equality, no distinction between painting schools, regions and races, and every painter is holding hands to move towards a new era of mankind. That's a half-truth. The art world is quite tolerant, anyway, it must be much more tolerant than it was a hundred years ago. It is much more equal than the era when female artists could not go on stage or when the United States was segregated. Times are advancing, and that's not a lie. ”

She smiled, unable to tell whether it was emotion or sneering.

"I don't know what will happen in a hundred years. But I know that today, the invisible chasm still exists in everyone's heart, in the hearts of those gallerists who smile at you on the surface, it's not that Asian painters are not allowed to go to the top, but you have to make fewer mistakes, put in more effort, and be more successful than all the competitors to get what is rightfully yours. That's what the teacher taught me, and I think so. ”

"It is a great achievement of his brilliant life that the teacher can take the stage on an occasion that bears the name of the European Art Annual Conference. But every auction, every art exhibition, and every sponsorship contract is not easy to obtain, and it is also my own hard work. With each step I took forward, my worth increased by an extra dollar, not only for myself, but also for the sisters and sisters behind me to break through the invisible ceiling. I'm proud of it and never feel like I've done anything wrong. Lao Yang, you say, the old man won't blame me for this kind of thing, he doesn't want to see me, right? ”

Lao Yang's face was restrained.

In the art circle, the majestic Yang Chopi.

A wry smile.

I don't know how to interface, and I don't dare to interface.

It wasn't meant for him at all.

In the face of Tang Ning's request, Cao Lao never gave an accurate answer, which made Tang Ning have some opinions in his heart.

The first thing she did after she flew to Glitz last night was to make a phone call, and she wanted to go to the hotel to see Mr. Cao, and by the way, finalize the details of her speech.

outcome

was blocked back by Old Man Cao.

She is the most favored female disciple by the teacher, and Tang Ning herself is indeed angry.

When Lin Tao and them were learning to paint, who hadn't been angry by the old man and tore up two paintings, scolded so badly, and couldn't wait for the old man to paste ink on their faces.

Only when he came to Tangning, the old man rarely even said a word.

This kind of thing that stopped her from seeing her this time had never happened before.

Tang Ning was unhappy in his heart.

These words were clearly spoken to the gentleman through his mouth.

Lao Yang didn't want to hear it at all.

Sandwiched between the two immortal masters and apprentices, he wanted to run, and wanted to dig a hole in the floor covered with the red carpet with his thumb and put his head in it to pretend to be an ostrich.

But now he doesn't listen to anyone.

Gu Weijing's phone can be hung up, Tang Ning's complaint...... Does he dare not listen?

Cao Lao squinted in the first row, saying that he wanted to sleep for a while, and not to disturb him before the official opening.

It's not important to be asleep or fake.

The important thing is that the old man made it clear that he wanted to hang Tang Ning here before the opening, and in the event of this kind of, even if he scolded in his heart for not knowing how many MMPs, Lao Yang had to run over to be this villain.

"How is it possible, you are the most promising disciple of Cao Lao, after all, the old man is old, and he has been tired of traveling for the past few days, and he finally wants to sleep for a while, that's all."

Lao Yang's hand wiped it on his trouser leg.

"I think so, too."

Tang Ning nodded, put down his mobile phone, took out a folded piece of paper from his Hermes handbag and handed it to Lao Yang, "Then I hope that you can be sure that the content on this piece of paper appeared in the speech script of Old Man Cao when he took the stage, no matter what the result is, I am grateful to you if it is done." ”

(End of chapter)