Soul Painter

The latest website: "Boston Globe" and "Boston Herald" have repeatedly published various advertisements since the end of January. The content is "The Magical Painter of the Orient Comes to Boston" and "An Audiovisual Feast Is Coming-Can You Can you see the sound in the oil painting?", "Can a magical artist make Boston knee down again?" etc. very eye-catching headlines.

The pictures are equally bold. There is this thin oriental oil painter who raised his **** towards the camera, and there are various figures with blackened faces expressing shock through body language—due to portrait rights issues, Lawrence dare not use it. In the previous photos of Ms. J·K's review meeting, those political figures and celebrities advertised, but the blackened faces could not stop curiosity.

What's more, there is an electronic news link from last year's Gardner Review Conference at the bottom of the newspaper. Through comparison and comparison, viewers can distinguish between'politicians who panicked and want to escape','holding sister flowers like a schoolboy', and'kneel and bow down.' Well-known local artists' and'Third-rate connoisseur who kneels down and weeping bitterly' compare which one.

It’s better for other political figures and celebrities to say that they are used to being pointed, while ASX is ridiculed very much. Sal Menkes, who was embarrassed that day, has resigned because of his mental state and is famous for his acrimonious criticism. ASX, ashamed at the Gardner Museum, had gradually subsided after a year, and was mentioned at this moment, forcing ASX to publish several sour articles repeatedly mentioning the art of desert theory, and said that he would definitely visit the solo exhibition. , And give a good comment on this oriental artist.

"Art is not magic. A work that is too excellent and too inferior can also harm a mentally ill patient. As for this GAO, the former or the latter, we will see you in time."

ASX is very cautious about Gao Fan's evaluation, because he is worried about being slapped in the face again. Although he claims that his former chief writer is a mentally ill patient, he will be frightened by Gao Fan's work, but or not, they know it in their hearts.

A broader trend is blowing in the Boston art circle. As the person in charge of Gao Fan's solo exhibition in Boston, Mrs. Gardner will send out invitations to people in the circle. I believe it will be a grand occasion.

Boston citizens also became curious about these advertisements. Although the exhibition time passed a few days later, when the exhibition opened, many people still gave up the plan to feed the pigeons in the square, or the Boston Symphony Hall. City concert, come to the Gardner Museum.

After all, this solo exhibition called "Mask" is free.

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February 7.

A sunny sun.

Raul Forbes, fifty, took his 42-year-old wife Roda Forbes and parked his BMW in the parking lot of the Gardner Museum.

The lack of parking at the museum caused Raul to complain a few times, while Roda was carrying her Prada limited edition chain bag, and after getting out of the car, she took Raul by the arm.

Roda, who was once a supermodel, was a head taller than Raul. When he was holding him, he could clearly see the bald spots on Raul's head.

This 50-year-old man with a Mediterranean haircut and a huge beer belly is an "nobleman" in Boston. He is from Boston's long-standing Forbes consortium. He ran for mayor four years ago. Of course he failed. He plans to make a comeback this year, but In the polls not long ago, the approval rate of less than 4% was not optimistic.

The wealth of the Forbes family can be traced back to the early 19th century. The family was engaged in the opium trade. The Boston Consortium, which was formed with Cabot, Cushing, and Coolidge, is still the uncrowned king of Boston.

"I expect this Oriental painter will not disappoint." Raul said with a smile after stepping up the steps. "After all, he once scared that nasty guy to the person who wanted to call his mother. That made me happy for half a year."

Roda knew that the ‘damnable guy’ Lau was talking about was the mayor of Boston and his own mortal enemy. He believed that if it weren’t for him to occupy the position of mayor, that seat would be his.

"Are you scared and scared to call "Mom"?" Roda asked with a smile.

"Hahaha~ My courage can match Hercules Hercules!" Raul said.

They had already walked into the exhibition room where the art exhibition was located.

The exhibition room did not choose the 30-meter transparent floor-to-ceiling window hall where Ms. J.K was selected for the judging competition.

Instead, he chose another small hall without windows.

Except for the sign at the door simply saying ‘Gao Fan’s personal "Mask" theme painting exhibition’, there is no other arrangement.

There was no ribbon-cutting ceremony. Although Mrs. Gardner thoughtfully asked Gao Fan, according to the Eastern custom, should he dance a lion for a celebration with oriental characteristics, but Gao Fan firmly refused. To choose a ritual, he wanted to have a two-person biography to let the citizens of Boston see what the mysterious Eastern brainwashing rhythm is.

Now Raul and Roda saw Mrs. Gardner and the young Oriental painter at the door.

Mrs. Gardner greeted Raul, they were all similar to the upper class in Boston, and when the two were chatting, Roda looked at the oriental artist curiously.

"Mud, howl." Luoda greeted the painter in bad Chinese.

"Hello~" The painter smiled at her.

When the two shook hands, Roda noticed the thin Oriental artist and stuffed a green vial into her hand.

"What’sthis?" Roda looked at the vial curiously.

"You will use it." The painter said to her, of course, the language is not interoperable, but when the painter made a twisting gesture and smeared it in front of her nose, Roda understood.

At this time, Lauren had already exchanged greetings with Mrs. Gardner, and wanted to shake hands with the painter, but at this time, the oriental painter had already left with his hands.

"Artist." Mrs. Gardner said helplessly.

"Well, we have to respect them, after all, without our respect, they will starve to death~" Raul laughed humorously.

Next, Roda took Raul's arm and walked into the exhibition hall.

The exhibition hall is small and presents a curved corridor-like structure. More than ten paintings are arranged on the wall in sequence, extending in a circle from beginning to end, and there is a wall between the paintings.

Therefore, when standing in front of one painting, one can't see another painting. It seems that the artist's intention is to let the audience not miss each of his works.

On the opposite side of each work, there is an exit marked ‘Exit’ with a note: ‘If you feel that you cannot continue to watch this solo exhibition, please exit here’.

Raul noticed the exit first, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that Mr. Painter has prepared an escape route for us."

"Very sweet." Roda agreed.

They walked to the first picture.

The name of the first painting is "Xuwang". It is on a paper card embedded with a white steel strip beside the painting. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has the name written on it.

Raul didn't understand art very well, but he was immediately attracted by the mask in this painting.

In his eyes, the mask showed a irritable and anxious red.

Different shades of red are smeared into each other, forming a masked face without focus.

Against the deeper dark background, like a rainy night, its empty eyes gave the viewer an unusually anxious perception. Raul looked at each other with the mask, and then frowned. He slowly opened his mouth, only to feel the feeling in his heart. Abnormally irritable, that is a kind of weird sense of nothingness that has nowhere to focus, eroding his heart...

What am I doing?

No.

I can't do anything well.

My life is just a joke.

Raul thought painfully.