Soul Painter
Chapter 107 A Clown
As the writer responsible for commenting on emerging oriental painters at ASX, Sal Menkes can be said to be conscientious. In order to better 'serve' his comment group, he even taught himself a little Chinese and Japanese.
Other media call ASX scavengers, but ASX doesn’t just eat corpses, he also ‘manufactures’ corpses. They strip off the underpants of cutting-edge artists to entertain the public, including but not limited to attacking artists’ works and lives.
The masterpiece that Sal Menkes is most proud of is hiring a female technical practitioner to spend the spring night with a young Japanese painter.
It's no big deal for an artist to buy sex, but this female technical practitioner is actually a transgender person, a man. After the news broke, the young Japanese artist couldn't bear the pressure of public opinion, and even committed suicide by swallowing a gun.
This provided a lot of attention to Sal Menkes, and confirmed his title of "Killer of Oriental Artists". Provide some financial support, otherwise the Japanese painter who committed suicide with a gun is a precedent.
As for Ms. JK's judging meeting, this art feast, of course ASX will not let it go, and scavengers should also get a piece of it here.
Focusing on Gao Fan is not a temporary idea.
In fact, after the list appeared, ASX has investigated all the participating painters. The only young painter from the East is a college student. I don’t know what kind of shit luck he has to be invited by PACE. Such a weak If you don't take a bite of the newborn antelope, you are ashamed of God's gift.
So Sal Menkes walked towards Gao Fan with a smile while drafting a press release in his mind.
Ku Klux Klan, that's a good word, an oriental red painter full of racist and discriminatory thoughts...
Pretentious enough to provoke critics...
The family is poor, forget it, it will make readers feel sympathetic...
Of course, the most important thing is the evaluation of his paintings.
Terrible, it's so commonplace...
Garbage, too gentle...
Using a brush full of oriental red prejudice to describe an unbelievably terrible work, you can even read the artist's hatred for any non-yellow ethnic group, and if possible, he will put all white people into the concentration camps of ** ...well, this one is a bit provocative.
Sal Menkes was making a draft in his heart. He walked up to Gao Fan. He was tall, a head taller than Gao Fan, with white skin and a golden beard. , looked Gao Fan up and down.
"Let me see your painting." He said condescendingly.
"Look now~" Gao Fan turned sideways, avoiding the attention and gaze of Lawrence and Siegfried, and showed his painting in front of Sal Menkes.
From the perspective of the audience, they can only see the back panel of the painting and the expression of Sal Menkes. They first saw Sal Menkes froze for a moment, then his expression froze, and then he stretched out his hand, as if to Grabbing something in the painting, and then great fear surfaced on his face, he started to back up until he hit the booth with a 'bang' sound.
"Look carefully." Gao Fan said.
He held the painting up in front of Sal Menkes.
"Look at the details, pay attention to the direction of color, look at these shapes, these lines, and the overall structural layout. You are the first critic to see the first mature work of the Devil School I founded. Please give Enough sharp opinions and suggestions~”
Gao Fan's words were strangely instructive. Following his guidance, the audience saw Sal Menkes' gaze shifting, and each shift brought emotional changes, sometimes as if falling into a dream. From time to time, he looked terrified, and in the end, he burst into tears.
What is this... doing?
If it weren't for Sal Menkes' bad reputation, the audience would think that he was cooperating with this oriental painter to perform a well-designed performance art, then... it is not impossible, Sal Menkes' comment No, he doesn't deserve to be called a critic, he's just a satirist and buffoon in the Boston art world.
So, is it because Sal Menkes was bought by the magic power of money from the East that he behaved so ridiculously?
Some people think so.
But the next performance is a bit off.
thump.
After looking at the painting for ten minutes like a performance art, Sal Menkes knelt on the ground with trembling knees, his eyes were still fixed on the painting, as if he saw God descending, his expression was distorted and full repent.
Among the onlookers were Hollywood stars and big names in the British entertainment industry. At this moment, I couldn’t help but admire his acting skills. This intense emotion is enough to be photogenic. So far, everyone already thinks that this is acting. There is no work that can make a comment The ability to kneel and cry.
"What's going on?" Lawrence looked at this scene in surprise.
"Hey~ I was moved by my work, I said, this is a great work, the greatness that can hit the soul~" Gao Fan's voice was excited, checking the 10 points of SAN he had just earned.
This work broke the shackles of the previous works of the Devil School.
In the past, a piece of work could only harvest human SAN value once, that is to say, at most one point of SAN value could be obtained from someone.
But this time is different, this work can be harvested repeatedly.
Because this painting is alive.
However, he has already seen the other party kneeling, and he has reached the limit. Gao Fan turned his back to the audience again, hung it on the booth, and said to the weeping Sal Menkes: "Uncle, I look forward to seeing you!" comment~"
"I, I, I..." Sal Menkes fell into a state of confusion. In a short period of time, he lost 10 points of SAN. For a person, it was like experiencing that kind of car accident death The disaster of the whole family, after experiencing such a major blow, it is difficult to face the world with a normal way of thinking for a while.
A staff member next to him couldn't stand it any longer. The scene was too ugly, so he came over and helped Sal Menkes up. Seeing that his face was full of tears, he didn't seem to be faking it, so he helped him aside in doubt. I went to rest.
And the audience, with great curiosity at the moment, thought that after performing this performance art, the oriental painter would lift his painting to the front for everyone to appreciate, but they didn't expect to hang it back again, which is also true. Too mysterious? It makes people's appetite high.
Everyone discussed and asked Gao Fan to lift the painting. Gao Fan smiled and shook his head. At this time, another wave of bigger crowds had already rushed over, and the judging panel came.
Eleventh update~ There are also revisions
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