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Chapter 52
Chapter 52
"Asian female painter?"
He Xia raised her eyebrows, isn't this the person he was looking for!
Handing the old man five dollars again, He Xia asked with a smile, "Old man, do you know anything else about the gallery of Asian female painters?"
The old man gave He Xia a strange look. He didn't know why the other party wanted to inquire about these things, but as long as he had money, he would be fine.
While sorting out the books and periodicals, he said: "The owner of the gallery is Luo Wen, who is from Vancouver, and the Asian female artist is Ruan Wen. I don't know whether Luo Wen has taken a fancy to Ruan Wen's paintings, or the woman Ruan Wen. She holds art exhibitions."
"However, Ruan Wen is indeed very powerful. Her paintings have never been worried about selling, and she is sought after by rich people, but things are not as simple as they seem on the surface."
The old man looked at He Xia halfway through his words, as if expecting something.
People's desires are like this, they are always not satisfied, and He Xia doesn't care. It costs money to sit on a rocking car and listen to the first song, not to mention that the old man provided the information he needed, so he handed over another five dollars.
After taking the money, the old man was overjoyed, looked at the direction of the intersection, leaned over the window and said softly: "I go to the gallery every weekend, it's free, and the painting works are updated very quickly, according to my observation Those are the people who always buy paintings!"
He Xia wondered, what does this mean?He didn't quite understand, and looked at the old man with serious eyes, hoping he could explain.
"I don't want to speak ill of people, but if I violate the law, I don't mind reading a few words from behind my back. My intuition tells me that the gallery is laundering money!"
For the sake of twelve dollars, the old man came up with a conclusion that suddenly dawned on He Xia!
The price of artwork is the most difficult to estimate, and it is also the favorite tool for money laundering!
A painting, paper and paints don’t cost much, but once it is mixed with artistic elements, the price can be called at will, 500 is it, [-] million is it, [-] million is it, no organization can supervise it!
Ruan Wen, as a painter who has just debuted, and as an Asian in a very xenophobic European and American country, is he really so lucky to be a hit?
Even with the help of the art dealer Luo Wen, it will be difficult to get widespread recognition, unless someone sends money to those people to buy Ruan Van's paintings!
"The government doesn't care about such blatant money laundering?"
He Xia pretended to be surprised and asked, how could the shrewd government not know something that even the old man at the newsstand could see.
The old man made a helpless expression and spread his hands, saying: "My magazine sells for one hundred Canadian dollars, and someone complained immediately. There is no problem with the gallery’s taxes, and there is nothing they can do about it, of course, this is just my guess.”
After all, the old man carried a stack of magazines and put them on the booth.
"Thank you."
After He Xia inquired about the situation with the old man, and integrated the details learned in the video, he became more and more sure of his previous thoughts, that Ruan Wen is a painter!
Leaving the newsstand, He Xia found Pan De Road. Just after turning the intersection, he saw a large poster hanging in the window of a shop not far away. The person introduced on it was the new Post-Impressionist painter, Ruan Wen!
The large black-and-white style posters have a high-end feel and match well with the overall decoration of the gallery.
He Xia walked to the entrance of the gallery, and there were posters introducing the content of the exhibition on both sides. The theme: Winter.
Looking up to the interior of the gallery, the staff in white shirts and black vests are cleaning, and the few visitors are dressed in decent clothes and walk among the paintings with elegance.
He Xia looked at his clothes, old cotton clothes and trousers, and boots stained with muddy water. It was a pity that he didn't have any spare money to buy clothes. He could only hope that the staff of the art exhibition would not judge him by his appearance. Blast out!
Raise your legs and walk up the steps, try to make your movements elegant, confident temperament is also a good costume!
It's a pity that even though He Xia was so confident and arrogant, he still attracted the attention of the staff.
A man walked up to He Xia and asked politely, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
He Xia raised her hand and pointed around casually, and said, "I'm here to visit the art exhibition. I came from New Jersey just to witness Miss Ruan Wen's authentic works. The beautiful paintings one after another shocked my soul."
As soon as a flattery was delivered, the staff immediately became more amiable. Hearing that the other party came from afar, the slovenly appearance was not so eye-catching. After all, many art practitioners had this kind of virtue in the early days.
"Thank you for your attention, please feel free to watch." After finishing speaking, the staff left.
"call……"
He Xia breathed a sigh of relief and walked around the gallery.
The so-called post-impressionism advocates attaching importance to the concept of form in art and the author's subjective personality, expressing the author's subjective feelings and emotions in the works, paying attention to the expressive force of the form, the collision between colors is very strong, and the use of lines is also exaggerated , pursuing the fleeting light and color effect, replacing necessity with chance.
Ruan Wen's works are basically painted landscapes, and the theme of this exhibition is winter, all the landscapes are built around the elements of winter.
The snow-covered huts by the river, the lonely pine trees standing proudly on the snow-capped mountains, the sunset glow on the ice and snow, the cheerful running deer dotted in the wilderness, the boats floating in the winter lake...
He Xia walked around for about ten minutes, and could understand the content of the paintings, but to say that he felt the impact of art, he didn't...
"It seems that I don't have any artistic bacteria..."
Walking from the first floor to the second floor, he didn't see Ruan Wen or Luo Wen, only the staff were entertaining the visitors.
He Xia waved to a staff member who was pouring champagne, and after the person walked in, he asked, "When will Ms. Ruan Wen come to the gallery?"
Seeing that He Xia's attire was horrible enough, the staff tried to maintain a good attitude, and said, "Ms. Ruan seldom comes to the gallery recently, which painting do you like?"
He Xia murmured in his heart that it would be difficult if he rarely came to the gallery. He might not get an answer if he directly asked Ruan Wen’s residence, and it would be easy to attract suspicion. Not so hard to believe, poor and down-and-out painter."
After laughing at himself, He Xia said: "Currently, I am creating a series of paintings called 'Goodbye Four Seasons', and would like to ask Ms. Ruan Wen some professional painting questions."
"This..." The staff suddenly felt difficult and didn't know how to deal with it.
He Xia smiled and said, "Could you please convey Miss Ruan Wen to me, saying that a painter is creating a series of 'Goodbye Four Seasons' paintings, and I would like to ask her a few questions."
While speaking, He Xia handed the staff a ten-dollar knife with Alexander Hamilton printed on it. Unlike many presidential portraits on face value, Alexander Hamilton's highest position is the Minister of Finance, the first Minister of Finance of the Beautiful Country.
(End of this chapter)
"Asian female painter?"
He Xia raised her eyebrows, isn't this the person he was looking for!
Handing the old man five dollars again, He Xia asked with a smile, "Old man, do you know anything else about the gallery of Asian female painters?"
The old man gave He Xia a strange look. He didn't know why the other party wanted to inquire about these things, but as long as he had money, he would be fine.
While sorting out the books and periodicals, he said: "The owner of the gallery is Luo Wen, who is from Vancouver, and the Asian female artist is Ruan Wen. I don't know whether Luo Wen has taken a fancy to Ruan Wen's paintings, or the woman Ruan Wen. She holds art exhibitions."
"However, Ruan Wen is indeed very powerful. Her paintings have never been worried about selling, and she is sought after by rich people, but things are not as simple as they seem on the surface."
The old man looked at He Xia halfway through his words, as if expecting something.
People's desires are like this, they are always not satisfied, and He Xia doesn't care. It costs money to sit on a rocking car and listen to the first song, not to mention that the old man provided the information he needed, so he handed over another five dollars.
After taking the money, the old man was overjoyed, looked at the direction of the intersection, leaned over the window and said softly: "I go to the gallery every weekend, it's free, and the painting works are updated very quickly, according to my observation Those are the people who always buy paintings!"
He Xia wondered, what does this mean?He didn't quite understand, and looked at the old man with serious eyes, hoping he could explain.
"I don't want to speak ill of people, but if I violate the law, I don't mind reading a few words from behind my back. My intuition tells me that the gallery is laundering money!"
For the sake of twelve dollars, the old man came up with a conclusion that suddenly dawned on He Xia!
The price of artwork is the most difficult to estimate, and it is also the favorite tool for money laundering!
A painting, paper and paints don’t cost much, but once it is mixed with artistic elements, the price can be called at will, 500 is it, [-] million is it, [-] million is it, no organization can supervise it!
Ruan Wen, as a painter who has just debuted, and as an Asian in a very xenophobic European and American country, is he really so lucky to be a hit?
Even with the help of the art dealer Luo Wen, it will be difficult to get widespread recognition, unless someone sends money to those people to buy Ruan Van's paintings!
"The government doesn't care about such blatant money laundering?"
He Xia pretended to be surprised and asked, how could the shrewd government not know something that even the old man at the newsstand could see.
The old man made a helpless expression and spread his hands, saying: "My magazine sells for one hundred Canadian dollars, and someone complained immediately. There is no problem with the gallery’s taxes, and there is nothing they can do about it, of course, this is just my guess.”
After all, the old man carried a stack of magazines and put them on the booth.
"Thank you."
After He Xia inquired about the situation with the old man, and integrated the details learned in the video, he became more and more sure of his previous thoughts, that Ruan Wen is a painter!
Leaving the newsstand, He Xia found Pan De Road. Just after turning the intersection, he saw a large poster hanging in the window of a shop not far away. The person introduced on it was the new Post-Impressionist painter, Ruan Wen!
The large black-and-white style posters have a high-end feel and match well with the overall decoration of the gallery.
He Xia walked to the entrance of the gallery, and there were posters introducing the content of the exhibition on both sides. The theme: Winter.
Looking up to the interior of the gallery, the staff in white shirts and black vests are cleaning, and the few visitors are dressed in decent clothes and walk among the paintings with elegance.
He Xia looked at his clothes, old cotton clothes and trousers, and boots stained with muddy water. It was a pity that he didn't have any spare money to buy clothes. He could only hope that the staff of the art exhibition would not judge him by his appearance. Blast out!
Raise your legs and walk up the steps, try to make your movements elegant, confident temperament is also a good costume!
It's a pity that even though He Xia was so confident and arrogant, he still attracted the attention of the staff.
A man walked up to He Xia and asked politely, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"
He Xia raised her hand and pointed around casually, and said, "I'm here to visit the art exhibition. I came from New Jersey just to witness Miss Ruan Wen's authentic works. The beautiful paintings one after another shocked my soul."
As soon as a flattery was delivered, the staff immediately became more amiable. Hearing that the other party came from afar, the slovenly appearance was not so eye-catching. After all, many art practitioners had this kind of virtue in the early days.
"Thank you for your attention, please feel free to watch." After finishing speaking, the staff left.
"call……"
He Xia breathed a sigh of relief and walked around the gallery.
The so-called post-impressionism advocates attaching importance to the concept of form in art and the author's subjective personality, expressing the author's subjective feelings and emotions in the works, paying attention to the expressive force of the form, the collision between colors is very strong, and the use of lines is also exaggerated , pursuing the fleeting light and color effect, replacing necessity with chance.
Ruan Wen's works are basically painted landscapes, and the theme of this exhibition is winter, all the landscapes are built around the elements of winter.
The snow-covered huts by the river, the lonely pine trees standing proudly on the snow-capped mountains, the sunset glow on the ice and snow, the cheerful running deer dotted in the wilderness, the boats floating in the winter lake...
He Xia walked around for about ten minutes, and could understand the content of the paintings, but to say that he felt the impact of art, he didn't...
"It seems that I don't have any artistic bacteria..."
Walking from the first floor to the second floor, he didn't see Ruan Wen or Luo Wen, only the staff were entertaining the visitors.
He Xia waved to a staff member who was pouring champagne, and after the person walked in, he asked, "When will Ms. Ruan Wen come to the gallery?"
Seeing that He Xia's attire was horrible enough, the staff tried to maintain a good attitude, and said, "Ms. Ruan seldom comes to the gallery recently, which painting do you like?"
He Xia murmured in his heart that it would be difficult if he rarely came to the gallery. He might not get an answer if he directly asked Ruan Wen’s residence, and it would be easy to attract suspicion. Not so hard to believe, poor and down-and-out painter."
After laughing at himself, He Xia said: "Currently, I am creating a series of paintings called 'Goodbye Four Seasons', and would like to ask Ms. Ruan Wen some professional painting questions."
"This..." The staff suddenly felt difficult and didn't know how to deal with it.
He Xia smiled and said, "Could you please convey Miss Ruan Wen to me, saying that a painter is creating a series of 'Goodbye Four Seasons' paintings, and I would like to ask her a few questions."
While speaking, He Xia handed the staff a ten-dollar knife with Alexander Hamilton printed on it. Unlike many presidential portraits on face value, Alexander Hamilton's highest position is the Minister of Finance, the first Minister of Finance of the Beautiful Country.
(End of this chapter)
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