Volume 183 of the Great Beauty Era, it is not the one who attracts the most attention to art and immortality.

The first time I created a serious sculpture work, a sculpture work that was different from the things he had done before.

There are such a group of artists who come to watch and review.

Lao Tong even hit the nail on the head: "Wan Changsheng, do you know what your biggest advantage lies?"

He has served as the department director and is now a senior researcher in the museum. Needless to mention his vision, Wan Changsheng has seen many other people asking Lao Tong for advice during the past few times he drank. Now he is listening attentively.

Lao Tong banged his fingers: "You have the basics of painting, whether it is Chinese painting or Western painting, including clay sculpture or carving skills, you have it, but it is just different from us. You are not affected by professional training."

Wan Changsheng thought: "I started to get started with the sketch color with Teacher Cao."

Lao Tong shook his head: "Old Cao said that you soon began to indulge in European classical techniques. We have all had this feeling, but we had often received several years of professional training at that time. At least we could understand and recognize those master techniques, some things on our hands had been solidified, so when we created it, it was difficult for us to jump out of the route of learning and research. The so-called innovation is just a recurrence among the various twists and turns of professional art for hundreds of years. You have avoided this confinement, so when you reflect it in the creation in front of you, I can only give you a suggestion, be bolder, and be bolder!"

Lao Cao pointed to Wan Changsheng's mobile phone screen and said this: "Just do this to the extreme. If you don't have enough impact on your artistic expression, how can you be so gentle and shocking?"

Zhao Leilei smiled: "This makes me want to introduce someone to you."

The people next to them all showed a knowing smile on their faces: "Yes, I think so too!"

"But he is not easy to deal with. He is so stingy. If you want to get something from him, then you can only trade!"

Wan Changsheng was curious: "Who?"

Zhao Leilei introduced: "My classmate when I was a high school student, and the university was also an oil painting department. We talk about his professional abilities, but he is different from me. He has been addicted to models since the high school. The models he made are at the top level in the country, and the finished product price is also very high."

Lao Cao laughed: "Qiao Yu, I almost won the Youth Award with me that year, but I have hardly painted in recent years and stayed in his shop all day long. It is really hard for me to believe that he is a graduate student in the oil painting department."

But Zhao Leilei said this: "I'll send you the address back. From the clay sculpture, you can see that you have strong three-dimensional shaping ability. However, modern sculpture works, clay sculptures are just embryos and are definitely not the final form of expression. Considering that this is just your first work similar to the size of a model, I suggest you learn from him. This is a bit of a bit of a technique, but I think it's very suitable for you. Just like the chapter you carved for me, I said no wonder you have a special ability to express precise space. Many people who do sculpture are a bit different from those who do painting."

After saying that, I picked up a few photos on my phone.

For artists, the use of multi-functional devices such as smartphones is too widespread.

Wan Changsheng could not help but want to say a word with just one glance.

He had never made a model, and there was no such traditional and hobby resources in the small place. However, the photo was not a single model aircraft, but a street scene, a lifelike street scene full of life. However, an armored vehicle full of camouflage and damaged bullet marks crashed into a grocery store, which instantly broke the tranquility. An enemy soldier holding a rocket launcher was avoided in the window on the second floor of the grocery store. Several gunmen were looking around nervously.

A war that broke out between the markets and ruined peace.

As Lao Cao said, the life scene with signs hanging, red cloth covering the wine jar, and various details are extremely exquisite, and it is destroyed by heavy armored vehicles, which has indeed formed enough impact.

The key is that whether it is the shape, the color and the character shape, the damaged and old details are all expressed as works of art.

But it seems a little different from art in the general sense.

Lao Tong is more profound: "Art should have connotations after all. Only when expressing the humanistic spirit can it be called art even if the author's little bit of thought and soul perception. It can be called craftsmanship, craftsmanship that plays with models to the extreme. In this small circle, it can be called model art, but it seems a bit stingy to expand to the entire art field. Wan Changsheng, you are starting from a craftsman to art. Remember that art has, and you also need skills..."

Ding Xiaopeng only dared to sit next to him as well as a little duck, and he admired him all the time, from all the teachers and painters to Wan Changsheng.

I dare not speak nonsense.

Wan Changsheng first gave Lao Tong a glass of wine and asked: "But this time when I went to the Grand Theater, I also saw many famous works by famous artists, such as the gate of our Academy of Fine Arts, and the first sculpture of the fat woman with dirty white marble and dirty white marble. Many modern works, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the humanistic spirit, thoughts and souls in it. Are you a little pretentious again?"

If Ding Xiaopeng asked this, the audience might be a little embarrassed. As a result, everyone pointed at the middle-aged uncle on the catfish head: "Are you allude to Lao Fan?"

Wan Changsheng had never seen this uncle's work who had drunk wine several times with him, and was even a little dull, but he picked up the bottle of wine and was absolutely unambiguous: "I really don't understand. Last time I introduced those works to others in the Grand Theater, I also learned a word and over-interpreted it."

Old Fan was not annoyed, and he laughed honestly, and then clinked glasses with Wan Changsheng for a drink.

The old boy was in a state of great enthusiasm, and his elbows were on the table: "Many art that even people in the circle could not understand. Installation art, performance art, and even a man and a woman could be called art. The Chinese painting industry is even more full of ink splashing, brushing with their eyes closed, and sitting on a palm fan with their butt naked. These self-proclaimed avant-garde art are all sensational, but modern art does have many abstract things. We can actually use a basic measurement standard. If the author himself has basic painting ability, especially when he has become famous and has income, and then draws some works that ordinary people cannot understand, it can be understood as exploring art. These basic elements are not available. Those who pretend to be a god and specialize in avant-garde art halfway. That is either a cheater or a fool..."

The painters laughed. As expected, there are too many avant-garde artists in the art circle.

Without decades of accumulation of skills, cases of relying on sensationalism and making a few tricks can be seen everywhere, which has indeed greatly damaged the reputation of the art circle.

In front of these academic schools who are from professional backgrounds, they are all liars.

Wan Changsheng remembered the French Academy of Fine Arts, which said that Teacher Wu from Jiangnan, was recruiting artists with no professional skills, and asked about this again.

Zhao Leilei casually explained: "Western painting, especially European art, has a very strong atmosphere. Now the main body of this aspect is them. They have reached the point of returning to nature. The skills are not what Western modern art values ​​the most. We just jump over and mess around before we understand our own things, and then claim to catch up with European art. This is all ridiculous. It's like foreigners come to learn Chinese painting. No matter how good they paint, do you agree?"

It can be seen that the young oil painter was a little painful in this regard. He shook his pigtails helplessly while talking, and greeted Ding Xiaopeng next to him to drink.

This made Ding Xiaopeng even more frightened.

This is the atmosphere of the art salon. Most topics focus on art itself. It is rare to talk about specific techniques. It is difficult for painters of this level to tell who will give us the best. Even if the market price and professional status of their own paintings are different, no one dares to say that their paintings are the best in the world. They have their own characteristics and strengths to study and explore.

After drinking at more than ten o'clock, the two freshmen came out side by side with some indifference. Ding Xiaopeng was already impressed: "I can't describe it with them like this... I can't describe it. Equal communication? They don't have any airs to you. This is the thing that I have known you for so long and are most convinced. You always seem to be able to... Alas, I feel that you are too awesome. From knowing you to now, I have been awesome all the way. Even such inconspicuous things as military training can make you do to the extreme. I really admire you."

Wan Changsheng reached out to his friend's shoulder: "I have only read the books of sages for a few years and painted the pictures for a few years. The more we grow, the better the people we meet. Only when we are excellent can we be worthy of communicating with better people and improving ourselves. If we can only roll in the mud and feel very happy, then it will be useless. Can we drink some more?"

Ding Xiaopeng waved his hand and almost vomited.

In fact, Wan Changsheng controlled his alcohol tolerance and did not drink and lose his composure. But at this time, his mind was finally a little uncontrollable. If she were by her side, she would definitely not admire her so much.

The kind of tacit understanding that when I say the previous sentence, the people around me will understand the next sentence, it is really beyond reach.

But... it is better to miss you than to meet, and that's the best.

Wan Changsheng felt that he could grasp it.
Chapter completed!