Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 136 134. Silent invasion

At nine o'clock in the morning, the sky was clear in the capital city. There were not even a few clouds in the blue sky, and the dazzling sunlight illuminated the entire earth.

On a plane flying to Italy, Chen Li'an glanced at Bai Qing's profile, looking at the smaller and smaller buildings through the small window of the plane, and said with some emotion: "The capital looks so small from the sky, it feels like It’s a small city on the fifth or sixth tier.”

Bai Qing withdrew his gaze from the window, turned to look at Chen Li'an and said, "If you go to the fifth and sixth tier small cities, you will know how big the capital is."

"I know, it's just a metaphor." Chen Li'an took out the eye mask from his bag and prepared to sleep for a while. When he took out the eye mask, he was stunned. Why did it become lace?

Bai Qing took one look and couldn't help but spat and cursed: "I knew you didn't do anything good yesterday!"

Chen Li'an quickly put the blindfold back on while no one was looking. This must be Gong Li's doing! She shouldn't have been asked to help pack things!

Chen Li'an, who didn't have an eye mask, could only take out his sunglasses and put them on. It's better than having nothing at all. Sleeping on the plane is not particular!

This trip to Venice will be very rushed. Chen Li'an can't sleep even if he puts on his sunglasses, and his mind is still planning the itinerary for the next few days.

If Huo Jianqi doesn't change the script, he will go back to filming in July, and Bo Qing will have to bear the burden of the Art Biennale here.

However, the first month or so will be relatively busy, and artists will not have to stay there all the time for the ongoing exhibitions.

Chen Li'an thought for a while and was about to go to sleep when he felt someone touch his arm.

"Hello, are you Chen Li'an?" said a man wearing glasses on the other side of the aisle of the plane.

Chen Li'an opened his eyes, took off his sunglasses and turned around to take a look. He was sure that he did not recognize this person. He said with some doubts: "That's right. Who are you?"

The man wearing glasses leaned over the armrest and stretched out his other hand and said, "Liu Zhangming, a businessman who is very interested in art, is fortunate to have seen your paintings and read your reports."

Chen Li'an also stretched out his hand to shake his hand, adjusted his posture and asked, "Which of my paintings have you seen?"

"The one at the National Art Exhibition. Later I heard that you also exhibited new works in Paris. Unfortunately, I didn't have time at the time. I wonder if I will have a chance to see it when I go to Venice this time?" Liu Zhangming spoke very softly and was only thirty years old. He seemed to know a lot about Chen Li'an.

Just when Chen Li'an was about to speak, the flight attendant pushed the car over and asked with a smile: "Do you two need a drink?"

"No need." Chen Li'an and Liu Zhangming said at the same time.

After the flight attendant left, Chen Li'an said to Liu Zhangming: "Is going to Italy this time for business or to see an exhibition?"

"Both, mainly to see the exhibition." Liu Zhangming pushed up his glasses and said with a smile.

Chen Li'an nodded and followed this topic and chatted with Liu Zhangming for a while before he figured out what Liu Zhangming did.

A typical big boy, he went into business in the 1980s, and now his company is listed on the stock market, making him a very wealthy man.

Chen Li'an said with some emotion: "I didn't expect you to be from the General Logistics Complex. I remember when I was in junior high school, I always wanted to play football on the football field in your courtyard, but I couldn't get in."

"Haha, the General Logistics and Logistics Department can only talk about a football field and the second largest auditorium." Liu Zhangming smiled and said jokingly: "People in our hospital always joke that the General Logistics and Logistics Department is lagging behind in everything. "

"Don't say this in front of me. The people from your compound are much better than us." Chen Li'an said with his legs crossed, not interested in Liu Zhangming's self-deprecation at all.

"Okay, don't say it anymore, lest you think I'm deliberately showing off." Liu Zhangming replied with a smile, and then asked curiously: "What is the work you are exhibiting this time?"

"The one that won the award at the National Art Exhibition, and the works exhibited last time in Paris, that's it. There are no new works yet." Chen Li'an yawned and felt a little sleepy. He turned to Liu Zhangming and said, "Let's talk later. I didn’t sleep well last night, so I’ll take a nap.”

Liu Zhangming nodded, then found a magazine and read it.

Just when Chen Li'an put on his sunglasses and was about to go to sleep, Bo Qing suddenly asked in a low voice: "Aren't you planning to create this year?"

"I have some inspiration. I'm still thinking about it. I'll talk to you later." Chen Li'an muttered and fell asleep.

More than ten hours later, the plane landed in Milan. Chen Li'an looked at Milan under the bright sun and felt particularly comfortable. It was already night in China, but it was still daytime in Milan. His life was extended on this day.

"I have lived for six more hours." Liu Zhangming, who had just got off the plane, also expressed this emotion behind Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an looked back and asked, "Are you going to Venice now? Or are you in Milan?"

"I have to deal with business matters in Milan first, and then I will go to Venice the day after tomorrow." Liu Zhangming said with a smile.

"See you later, I'm going to Venice today."

After Chen Li'an and Bai Qing came out of the exit, they bought tickets to Venice, and then sat in the waiting hall and waited.

Bo Qing took a sip of water, looked at Chen Li'an who was looking around and said, "You had a great time chatting with that man. I thought you could chat with women."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Li'an glanced at Bo Qing, and then said, "I originally wanted to chat for a few words, but he said that he was from the compound, so we chatted a few more words."

"I don't understand what you people in the capital think of the compound." Bo Qing shook his head.

Chen Li'an: "It's just a casual chat when I'm bored, and I always feel that this person will definitely be useful in the future, so I'll just use it to develop connections."

Bai Qing did not continue this topic, turned around and asked: "What was the inspiration you talked about on the plane?"

Speaking of this, Chen Li'an immediately became interested, sat up straight and said, "Can you sculpt?"

"I've been studying for a while, but I'm not very proficient." Bo Qing replied before reacting and asked in surprise: "You're not going to make sculptures, are you?"

"You guessed it!" Chen Li'an said excitedly: "I had this idea when I visited Paris last time. Sculpture is the best carrier to show the beauty of the human body!"

Bai Qing was not very interested in sculpture, so he said with some disinterest: "You can go figure it out on your own, I won't interfere."

"Whatever you want, but you have to teach me later."

"Let's talk about it later."

In the evening, Chen Li'an and Bai Qing arrived in Venice. It was their first time in this water city.

"The air here is very humid, but it's really beautiful." Bai Qing looked at Venice in the sunset. The red sunset cast on the buildings, covering them with a wisp of red gauze.

Chen Li'an looked at the rivers running through the city and the boats one after another, and said happily: "Let's go take a boat. There is nothing to do back at the hotel now."

"good."

The boat swayed gently on the water, and the sunset reflected on the water was suddenly shattered and turned into specks of starlight.

When Bai Qing and Chen Li'an returned to the hotel at night, before they could put down their luggage, Ji Fa said angrily: "You two went off to play by yourself, leaving me waiting alone in the hotel for several hours!"

"Isn't this back?" Chen Li'an was lying on the sofa, not caring about Ji Fa's accusation.

Ji Fa looked at Chen Li'an's laziness with a headache, and couldn't help complaining: "You don't even know how busy I am in order to have your and Bai Qing's works selected for the Biennale. It's better for you to come here and still do it." Run and take the boat.”

"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Li'an said lazily.

Thank you for your hard work! Is there any sincerity? I'll eat you sooner or later! Ji Fa glared at Chen Li'an hatefully.

Chen Li'an looked at Ji Fa's baffled look and subconsciously shrank his toes. Why did he feel so cold on his ankles?

Although Ji Fa had a lot of objections in his heart, he was still very concerned about Chen Li'an and Bai Qing's affairs. He talked to them a lot about the Venice Biennale and explained the itinerary for the next few days.

"There will be many art salons and two art forums in the next few days. You should all go and chat with other artists. It will be helpful to you."

"Well, I also want to have a good chat with foreign artists." Chen Li'an did not resist such an arrangement. Artists are lonely, but not closed.

In the next two days, Chen Li'an and Bai Qingqing went to the exhibition hall to explain their works every day, and spent the rest of the time participating in art salons and forums.

There are so many artists participating in the Art Biennale this time. Almost all artists from all over the world are gathered here. It is the most lively thing in the art circle.

As one of the few Chinese artists, Chen Li'an and Bo Qing are still very popular among these artists. They may not be so popular politically, but there is not much prejudice in art.

Therefore, Chen Li'an naturally received the task of leading the team at the China Pavilion.

"Li'an, there are not many painters coming from China this time, and most of them are not well-known internationally, so you have to take responsibility." Deputy Director Qian patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "Art knows no borders. But artists have national boundaries and must establish a positive, correct and good image."

Chen Li'an naturally understands this truth. There are relatively few means of exporting domestic culture, and it is also difficult to establish an international image. He will cherish any opportunity he gets.

Just like the support for the film industry, there are dedicated people leading teams to participate in various film festivals every year in China, and these are all with tasks.

"Don't worry, Director Qian, I understand this. International artists still like China very much, otherwise there wouldn't be so many foreign artists gathering in Beijing." Chen Li'an responded, and then said: "It's just that I'm here I can’t stay too long, I’ll be back home in a few days.”

"Well, I'll work hard on you these days and do more publicity. The influence of these artists is still quite big." Director Qian warned, then patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "This time, if your work Winning an award will also be beneficial after returning to China.”

Chen Li'an looked at Director Qian's meaningful smile, nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

What benefits can it bring? It is nothing more than giving some names and support, such as joining some association and giving a nominal establishment.

But he will never be given any position. How old is Chen Li'an? It's not his turn in terms of seniority.

Art is often not only related to business, but also to politics. This is the potential attribute that modern society has brought to artworks again.

The reason why many domestic artists have been excluded from the mainstream and often face the embarrassment of being banned is not because they have a bad influence on politics.

Chen Li'an understands the reason why the sixth generation directors have been making underground films. Don't just say that the environment is not free and the policies are not free. You also have to look at the background of the times and the impact of the works.

In the next few days, the topics discussed by Chen Li'an and foreign artists would often extend from modern art to the Middle Ages, then to Chinese art of the same period, and finally the differences and commonalities between Eastern and Western art.

"There are big differences between China and the West in terms of art forms and artistic concepts, but the commonalities are also very obvious." Chen Li'an paused while holding the microphone and said: "At first, they all had religious attributes, and then they began to evolve into The pursuit of beauty.”

"The most interesting thing is that the development of Eastern and Western art is in reverse direction. In the past, Eastern classicism pursued freehand brushwork and focused on mental imagery art. In modern times, it has transformed into the pursuit of realism. In the West, it is just the opposite. Now Fauvism and Surrealism It’s all about pursuing intentions.”

After Chen Li'an finished speaking, he added: "This is a change brought about by the collision and absorption of two cultures. The earth is round, and the two cultures may collide with more sparks in the future."

After these words were said, both the audience who came to the forum and the artists who participated in the discussion applauded and fully recognized Chen Li'an's statement. Many artists even expressed their intention to understand Chinese art.

Faced with such a result, Chen Li'an naturally welcomed it and said with a smile: "I very much welcome everyone to understand Chinese culture, which will bring you many different feelings."

The most direct manifestation of cultural differences is actually in the field of art. However, with the development of the times, this difference is gradually shrinking. There are bottlenecks in artistic creation. Exposure to different cultures will broaden the artist's horizons.

Just like Matisse, Miro, Klimt and others integrated the freehand three-dimensionality absorbed from Eastern culture into Western painting, breaking the stylized constraints of realism.

After the forum, Bo Qing couldn't help but said to Chen Li'an: "You have almost become the ambassador of Chinese cultural propaganda."

"Huh?" Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Is there such a thing now? But even if it is, it's not my turn. What I studied is not Chinese painting."

Bai Qing nodded and said: "That's true, but you are so energetic, you can try to get in touch with it in the future and learn Chinese painting and calligraphy."

"This requires a good teacher, but now Chinese painting and calligraphy are almost ruined by some people, and it is a bit difficult to find a good teacher." Chen Li'an was a little sad. It was relatively better in the 1990s. It will take a few more years for the masters of Chinese painting and Calligraphy masters will emerge one after another, and they will have all kinds of cool operations.

It’s really our own people who have ruined their own culture.

What makes Chen Li'an feel most helpless is that among the nearly 100,000 art candidates every year, only a few who study Chinese painting go to study oil painting and sketching.

The artistic atmosphere in China is really interesting. Everyone is abandoning traditional culture and is about to sweep it into the trash heap of history.

Not only Chinese painting and calligraphy, but also music and drama. Drama and opera are symbols of high status. A ticket can cost hundreds or even thousands, but demand exceeds supply. Traditional opera can hardly even give away tickets.

Foreign culture silently beat traditional culture to death. Chen Li'an didn't understand or think about these issues before, but now he realizes that these silent invasions are really scary.