Soul Painter

Gao Fan only collapsed for a few minutes, he managed to suppress his emotions, this year, he was used to such blows, so he sorted out his emotions very quickly.

And every time he gives up on himself, there will be a sense of self-relaxation like relief. He has experienced the worst thing in the world, and his emotions will naturally rebound. Gao Fan has lived on this self-consolation this year.

"Continue, let's continue." Gao Fan said to Anna, while laying out the drawing board again, while laying the groundwork. At this time, the tears that he gave birth to because of excitement were still in his eyes.

He said: "AA, do you know why I only stare at Degas? Because, even through the worst emotions, when I pick up the pen, I will immediately enter the joy of forgetting everything. I think I am pure I love art, love painting, if I have talent, it should be here..."

If you ask Gao Fan what his artistic talent is.

Gao Fan will come up with his system.

Isn't luck counted as talent?

If you don't count, you have to count before Gao Fan got the system.

In terms of line, color and structure, the structure is not bad, but it is far from being called a "genius". How amazing, just a slightly talented college student.

Therefore, Gao Fan believes that his talent lies in "concentration", or "love". Focus on the lines and colors in the pen.

He can cry and paint.

Just give him the paintbrush and his world won't end up falling apart.

That is to say, Gao Fan believes that his talent is an obsession.

So, since you can't learn Degas once, then do it again, another year.

If you can't learn it in another year, then you can take another two years or three years.

Perhaps, it is not important to learn Dejia, what is important is the matter of "persistence".

Maybe STK has a solution to the curse of the gods, but Gao Fan competes with himself, so he just doesn’t choose. He must get the master skills that truly belong to him.

Winter goes to spring.

Another three months passed.

During these three months, Lawrence came to the studio more often.

Even in the third month, that is, at the end of February, Hollein, the director of the Metropolitan Museum, and Lawrence visited Govan at the same time. At that time, Hollein saw that Govan was still copying Degas. What to say, but afterwards, Lawrence told Gao Fan that the Metropolitan Museum would give Gao Fan another month.

"If there are no typical works of the Devil School that can reach the level of collection, then our 'rent' will be due in one month." Lawrence had to inform Gao Fan.

At the same time, he looked at Gao Fan in front of him.

It can be clearly seen that the past fourteen months have tortured the painter.

Lawrence still remembered the high-spirited look he had when three of the painter's paintings fetched an unprecedented $3.5 billion at the last New York auction, which was probably unmatched by latecomers.

I also remember Gao Fan wearing a tailor-made suit when he attended the press conference, pointing the country to a group of reporters.

But now, Gao Fan's dirty long hair hangs down his upper back, and his hands and clothes are always covered with oil paint that can't be washed off. Because he spends most of his 24 hours a day painting, Even when he is talking to you, his gaze seems to be piercing through you, as if he is looking at an invisible drawing board in the void, a little dull.

You tell him one thing, and it takes him a while to respond, and the answer he gives you may not be the one you want.

Waiting for the painter to return to normal communication, although he is smiling most of the time, but you can see the nervousness under the smile, always seems to be laughing at himself, and this self-deprecating will turn into rage again, in front of Lawrence, Gao Fan also collapsed a few times. At that time, Lawrence even thought about whether to send Gao Fan to a mental hospital.

But when you think about it, it’s really sad. On the road of pursuing the peak of art, the enemy of a true artist is not only the world’s evaluation, but also the self’s inexhaustible extreme demand for the peak. Qualifications, the artist's own confession is enough to overwhelm him without critics' slander.

"One month...?" Gao Fan nodded and continued to paint on the drawing board.

He seemed to be listening, but he didn't seem to be listening.

Seeing that Gao Fan didn't respond as he should, Lawrence turned to Anna and asked, "How is Gao Fan now?"

Um? Anna didn't seem to understand what Lawrence was asking.

"His skills." Lawrence pulled Anna aside, "Has he got his skills back? Why do I think his paintings are a bit weird?"

It's weird.

The Degas work clearly placed in front of Gao Fan is "Dancer Practicing with a Pole" (1877).

However, Gao Fan’s work on the drawing board is very different from Degas’s work. The sample is a pure oil painting, but Gao Fan is copying it with oil paint, watercolor and colored crayons. The tools are different. The expression effect is naturally different, and even Lawrence can see the huge difference.

So, what's wrong with Gao Fan?

"Gao should be practicing new skills." Anna whispered.

"He has acquired new skills?!" Lawrence's voice became louder.

Hmm... Anna had a puzzled expression on her face, and she continued to say softly, "I don't think that's a new technique."

"Why?" Lawrence asked hurriedly.

"Gao Fan has excellent basic painting skills. When he copied Degas or any master, he could achieve 99% similarity in technique. What was missing was that little bit of quality. When he first started copying Degas, it was very difficult. It is easy to see that after he copied 150 Degas for the first time, the similarity reached 99.9%, and now it is almost 99.99%." Anna said very precisely.

Anna, who has a dual perspective of painting and mathematics, is very suitable as a judge.

"What does that mean? He painted Degas, and no one but you could see the difference?" Lawrence asked.

"Yes." Anna nodded.

"This is his technique?!" Lawrence's hair was going to explode, a painter worth 1 billion dollars, to copy a painter worth 100 million dollars, and reached the limit of similarity? What's the use? !

Anna looked at Lawrence quietly, yes, that's it, so she didn't think it was a trick.

Lawrence had to take a deep breath to calm himself down. His first thought was that the contract with the Metropolitan Museum might not be completed. Once such a copy was handed over, Gao Fan's reputation would be ruined.

Of course, Gao Fan’s reputation will be damaged if he does not submit his works. After all, the treatment of having a studio in the Metropolitan Museum means that people pay attention, and if there is no result, it means that the result is not satisfactory.

But it's better not to hand in than to hand in an imitation.

After Lawrence made up his mind, he walked up to Gao Fan: "Junior Brother, you only have one month left, but there is no need to be pressured, we don't have to fulfill the contract."

Ah... Gao Fan turned his head to look at Lawrence, because his mind was immersed in the painting, so in the first few tens of seconds, his eyes looked like a mental retardation, almost drooling from his mouth, after a few tens of seconds , he just realized it, and his tone was also excited: "Big brother~ I have mastered a new technique, which is very amazing~ It's still a little bit, and it's a little bit closer to finish it all."

"I know, I know." Lawrence patted Gao Fan's shoulder, "Let's draw it ourselves when we go back later."

When Lawrence said this, he was inexplicably sad, as if he was leading his stupid brother home to play with the mud that he thought was unparalleled in the world.

Watch Lawrence leave.

Gao Fan also waved his hand: "Goodbye~ Come often when you are free~"

Obviously, after mastering the 'new technique', his mood improved a lot.

There are two more chapters in the afternoon~ finish writing this plot