Almighty painter

Chapter 929 The ship you are waiting for will eventually arrive, and the one waiting for it will understand

Miss Elena saw the crescent moon hanging in the sky.

The air is very fresh.

She could almost see the huge, mottled craters on the moon's surface with her naked eyes.

While telling Gu Weijing the story of how Wolfe step by step created Cézanne's first solo Biennale in his life, she gazed at the moon in the sky.

"The passage of time brings meaning to time, doesn't it?"

Anna thought.

She sat on the beach, looking at the moon a million miles away, trying to pin the moon to the sky with her eyes.

Looking from afar is also meaningful in itself.

The good times in the past have given this look a different meaning.

Did the little prince also sit on the sand dunes and gaze at the stars?

In the eyes of others, it is an ordinary planet among millions of celestial bodies, and an ordinary rose among the millions of roses in the flower fields all over the mountains.

In the eyes of certain people.

It is not dull, but gorgeous.

The same is true of Gu Weijing's sand painting of water droplets dripping from leaves.

The constantly dripping dew and the constantly passing bright sunshine completely condense the beauty of the sun at this moment.

If the time of joy were infinite and endless, it would be like a party that would never end.

Wake up and get drunk again.

Drunk and awake again.

The air is filled with the smell of indulgence and fantasy.

Just because of its fragility, its fragility and its eventual dissipation, it becomes so luxurious, so beautiful, making ordinary time... and those implicit and restrained lines, so gorgeous.

Time is ticking away.

It drips into the void and dissipates, drips into everyone's heart, and waters a unique flower.

Anna reached out, took a piece of firewood from the collection on the side, and threw it into the fire nearby.

The bright firelight illuminated the deep night on the beach and also illuminated the profiles of the two people.

Compared with the dry ice smoke and light used by Liu Ziming on the deck of the ship, the two fires were similar in spirit and form.

The real firelight does not look as happy as weightless, does not jump so nimbly, and is shrouded in the smoke of life.

But it is warmer and more passionate.

Coincidentally, the same is true of Gu Weijing's works. He uses lines to capture the essence of warmth.

exactly.

Miss Elena felt the same way.

A torch of light.

The whole body is spiritual.

That feeling of quietness was like cold water poured on Anna's body, freezing the woman's passion.

It's not cold water.

It was a light liquor, which first slowly seeped into the delicate skin, then made the whole person flushed and hot.

"Good night."

she says.
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Get up the next morning.

Gu Weijing started to have a fever again. In fact, in the second half of the night, Anna, who was lying on the side of the life raft, heard him coughing.

There were just one or two sporadic sounds at first.

And then it goes on and on.

By the morning, his face had a sickly redness, and without a thermometer, Miss Anna could not determine his exact temperature.

38度、38度3、38度5……还是更高？
Anna touched the young man's forehead with the back of her hand, which was hot to the touch.

Then neither of them mentioned the matter.

They didn't even talk about when the rescue team and the boat would arrive. They continued to discuss the art exhibition as if it were yesterday.

Miss Elena did not tell Gu Weijing to go to sleep for a while, rest more, or anything like that.

If Gu Weijing could fall asleep, he would.

Rather than remaining silent and dazed, she would rather do something that would make Gu Weijing feel happy.

The only difference from yesterday is.

Miss Elena noticed that Gu Weijing's throat had become hoarse and it was difficult for him to speak, so she stopped him from speaking.

most of the time.

He just needed to follow Anna's words and nod or shake his head.

In Miss Elena's mind, Gu Weijing's biggest shortcoming was that he loved to argue with her, just like riding a pony that was not very obedient but very understanding, or... like two people riding on the same horse.

It was a sunny day, and they went out for a walk. As they rode, they happily turned a few mountain bends, and then the two of them started fighting for the reins.

If Gu Weijing wasn’t having a fever now.

Miss Elena would like the feeling of having her pull the horse's reins and running while Gu Weijing could only sit behind her obediently and not be able to talk back to her.

Miss Elena and Gu Weijing discussed the arrangements for the details of his exhibition.

Details of what each stage should look like.

Which aspects can be compromised with the gallery, what kind of power can make a certain degree of concession, and in what areas must Massimiliano Marc Jacobs III leave obediently.

Anna used words to construct an illusory space for the shell.

The tourists and art exhibitions she described were so real.

Anna used her bright passion to drag them into the Abu Dhabi Art Museum.

Gu Weijing would occasionally use a suppressed cough or two to bring the two of them back to the reality of the moment.

then.

The two of them sat on the beach, looking at the sea, while walking around the art exhibition hall nine months later. There were many tourists there, including Arab men and women wearing long robes and veils, as well as international tourists in bright clothes.

The space-time nine months later and the present space-time are folded and superimposed together.

They began to try to construct the final appearance they hoped to present to the audience after the entire exhibition was completed.

Miss Elena said—

Cézanne's first solo exhibition in his life was a very large exhibition.

It features over one hundred and fifty different works, covering a thirty-year span of the painter's life.

“There is no line, no light and shade, and the only thing that really exists in a painting is the relationship between the colors.”

This was Cézanne's point of view.

In those works, Cézanne tried to replace the meaning of contour lines with sculptural blocks of color.

But Gu Weijing can do the opposite.

Use lines to create colors, and use lines to cover the spirit of colors.

The personal exhibition one hundred years later echoes the personal exhibition one hundred years ago.

There is never just one solution to art.

Take the ten works as an example - there is no fixed number for this matter. Anna can't write ten specific times in the sand and ask Gu Weijing to paint one at the right time.

But in order to make the narrative seem as complete as possible, Anna suggested that his work needed to have a main line.

Cézanne's exhibition is a summary of his thirty years of life.

Very few great artists in history achieved success as late as Cézanne.

The exhibition of Picasso's works is like a collection of folk songs of different styles, ranging from Italian folk songs to excerpts from Parisian operas to the vibrant drum sounds of Africa.

He participated in a local exhibition in Spain at the age of thirteen, won the national gold medal in Madrid at the age of seventeen, and held his first solo exhibition in Paris at the age of twenty...

"Oh, right." Miss Irena winked at him when she mentioned this. "It was Wolf who participated in Picasso's first solo exhibition in 1901. In some aspects, artists must have their own opinions. In some aspects, even Picasso would not argue and would listen to the experts obediently."

Until he was 90 years old, a memorial exhibition was held in the Papal Palace.

During Picasso's lifetime, there were nearly 50 individual exhibitions of various sizes. They were of different colors and styles. So she said that these exhibitions were composed of independent units.

Cézanne held his first art exhibition at the age of 56.

From the dark-toned prelude painted with a palette knife to the finale with each part having a distinct sense of volume.

The first exhibition is a whole symphony.

Anna hopes that Gu Weijing’s first solo exhibition can also bring a symphony to the critics, even if it is a super short symphony consisting of only ten sections or even ten phrases, but it must be ambitious and have a complete structure.

In order to achieve this goal.

Gu Weijing's exhibition must include two comprehensive works.

One of the works can summarize and guide the entire exhibition.

It will be the first movement of the entire symphony, the so-called "exposition" at the beginning of the concert.

A finale that could bring the entire exhibition to a close.

And a work that can push the spirit of the entire audience to a climax during the exhibition and present a strong dramatic tension.

This is the most important and representative work among the three exhibitions that best showcases the artist's personal style.

All remaining works should be evenly distributed in this process.

The painting of the sun rolling in the leaves could be the first work at the opening of the exhibition, even though it was created at noon rather than in the early morning when the sun was rising.

As for the exhibition, it firmly grasps the spirit of time.

For the symphony -

"It is a rare, slow lyrical opening."

"If I were you." The woman clapped her hands twice, "I would use an intense, allegro-tempo piece as the emotional conclusion. Just like Mahler's 'Giant' Symphony."

Gu Weijing began to try to conceive the second work in the exhibition.

He thought about how he felt when he was lying on the beach and looking at the night sky last night and thought that it should be a work about the "starry sky".

"Van Gogh?"

Miss Anna said.

"I like Van Gogh," said Gu Weijing.

"We all like Van Gogh," Miss Irena corrected.

A night like that.

The moon and stars are reflected on the sea, and the scene is still very similar to an impressionist oil painting.

There are countless Impressionist paintings of the starry sky in the world, the most famous of course is Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

The picture is filled with swirling nebulae, the violet sky and the starlight like a golden furnace condensed together in the swirling brushstrokes.

Gu Weijing had a severe sore throat.

So he didn't speak.

He didn't know which painting Miss Irene was pointing at, but he was actually thinking of Van Gogh's "Starry Night over the Rhone".

“I prefer Starry Night Over the Rhone to Van Gogh’s Starry Night.”

Anna said.

In that painting, the stars emitted long starlight like those in a fairy tale, mixed with the light of the city's oil lamps, and reflected on the water.

A middle-aged couple stayed on the shore, snuggling together and looking into the sky.

Every star in the sky is bright in its own unique way, and every star is a star that can illuminate the sky. The work embodies the beautiful and tranquil power of joy.

……

It was the afternoon of the second day on the island.

Anna had to stop planning the exhibition with Gu Weijing. Gu Weijing became increasingly ill, and his cough was accompanied by obvious phlegm.

Miss Elena had to think about whether the art exhibition was too exhausting for Gu Weijing.

Even she stopped talking.

She did not let the deathly dullness take over the air of the island.

She started painting.

correct.

Miss Irina herself began to draw in the sand.

Anna hates having people watching her while she paints.

This is like a music lover who likes to play some piano pieces for his own entertainment, but his skills are far from good enough to perform in public for others.

Please.

There is no need for others to come and tell you what to do.

You don't even need compliments from others.

Anna... She knew her painting skills were not that good. The other party was either trying to please her or was being sarcastic.

Women are tired of being flattered.

As for the weirdness——

Ha ha.

But sometimes, exposing your shortcomings to others is not so unacceptable.

Some times.

When you draw or play the piano for others to see or for others to hear, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad.

Anna is a classic clumsy painter, but she plays the piano very well. Not to mention that she can give a piano recital in the Golden Hall of Vienna - whether Miss Elena wants to give a piano recital in Vienna does not depend on her actual piano playing level, but only on whether she wants to - but at least her piano level is worth the 200 euros an hour she charges as a private tutor.

Thanks to her nimble fingers, Anna actually paints better on the sand than if she actually held a paintbrush.

of course.

As for drawing on sand, this level of goodness is limited.

The image drawn is so good...it's probably at the level of a kindergarten graduate!

It's ok.

Techniques are just tools.

In his early years, Van Gogh was just an amateur painting enthusiast who had not received any systematic art education.

Anna used seemingly childish brushstrokes to try to draw "Starry Night over the Rhone" on the sand.

Gu Weijing drank filtered fresh water while eating a small piece of full-fat chocolate.

Anna gave the easy-to-bite chocolate to Gu Weijing, who had a mouth injury.

Eat the compressed biscuits by yourself.

Any chewing and swallowing movement would make Gu Weijing's throat feel as if it was cut by a knife.

He put the dark chocolate bar in his mouth, took a sip of water and sipped it, waiting for the slightly bitter chocolate to be half melted by the temperature in his mouth, and then swallowed it with the water.

Gu Weijing stared at Anna's "creation" in the sand.

The two people swap roles.

Anna became a painter.

Gu Weijing became her mentor and an art critic who watched from the sidelines.

He is not as sharp-tongued as Anna.

He thought Anna's painting was very good, so Gu Weijing nodded slightly.

He thought Anna's painting was not good, so Gu Weijing smiled gently.

(End of this chapter)