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Chapter 7 I speak out to the world

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    (Will not Wisdom call?

    Doesn't cleverness happen?

    He was on top of the wayside heights,

    Stand at a crossroads.

    By the city gate,

    At the city gate,

    In the city gate, say loudly:

    "O people! I call you, I speak to the world"-

    "Bible": Proverbs Chapter 8)

    Twenty-six

    People in the art world are not very clear about the fact that certain big figures in Asian and European political circles and some heads of international consortiums have collected Luo Zi's works, because they all go through a single channel, which has nothing to do with the market or small circles  .

    Sometimes, collectors have a clearer view of what a painter is and the value of his works than painters.  People in the circle complained all day that they didn't have a good agent, but they didn't know what kind of idea their agent was playing.

    Luo Zi only understands one thing: international awareness.  International consciousness in art must transcend circles and genres, politics and the so-called mainstream.  He is also groping for the specific step to go.  Some international elements in literature, drama, and music, or in other words, global, are also what he wants to learn from.  And such a pursuit must be able to communicate and integrate with one's own artistic temperament and taste.

    In a word, we must reflect on the practical, political, and enlightened values ??advocated in the past, and we must reach new heights in terms of humanity, artistry, and ideals.

    It is a pity that those who share the same ideals are still in the old trap, including famous artists like Li En. When they are making something, they are always thinking about its "likeness" and what price it can reach

    Luo Zi often smiles softly, as if he is thinking, and also seems to be a natural expression of some kind of happy mood.

    He has always maintained his sobriety.

    When the era of full-scale commercialization of social life came, artists resisted and resisted, and then they still looked at the market through the window of commerce.  At a certain time, they just saw a market, heard the buzzing of the camps, and didn't know much about everything outside, Luo Zi had already walked on his own smooth road far away.

    Once upon a time, not long after the reform and opening up, the prime minister of a certain country visited Shenzhen, which coincided with the launch of Luo Zi's solo exhibition.

    This European with a quarter of Chinese ancestry once loved art when he was in college.  During the three days in China, he had time to see Luo Zi's paintings, and kept muttering: "yeah! yeah!" His joy was beyond words, and he immediately asked if he could exchange the gift he brought for a painting  .

    That night, Luo Zi's painting was sent to the hotel where Mr. "Ye" was staying by the comrades of the Foreign Affairs Office.

    For a period of time, Luo Zi's works were discussed in the circle because of "going international", and they were ridiculously regarded as a successful example of "connecting with the international community".  The Artists Association once invited him to give a speech, set the topic, and talked about "connecting with the international community".  He had no choice but to talk about some temporary thoughts: "I advocate that we should express things that are difficult for others to describe, be a sober observer of history and times, art and the world, and let our works have connotations of spiritual wisdom and ultimate concern."  Yun, strive to improve the poetic quality of life in the worldto find the archetypal symbols in today's world and broaden our horizons." (Applause)

    What he said was very simple, and it seemed like a clich¨¦.  Because of these words, they have been listening and speaking.  But their creations are still gliding in a certain inertia It's like people's life is gliding in habits.

    It turns out that people are so difficult to change, ordinary people are like this, and artists are no exception.

    Outside the circle, Luo Zi is obviously more famous than many famous painters.

    Twenty-seven

    The day after Roz woke up, Joan came to see him.

    He had a feeling that he didn't know where he was.  Pale wards, pale bedding, pale figures, pale faces, all these were unbearable for him who had a strong demand for color.

    But he felt his physical weakness again.

    Zhang Han also came, walking up and down in the corridor outside the ward, a pair of big feet stomped on the concrete floor, and the whole floor almost trembled.  He drank mineral water constantly, looked sullen, and exhaled, unnerving everyone who passed by him.  The family members and nurses of the patients who passed by in the corridor avoided him.

    Joan did not allow him to get close to Luo Zi, but went into the ward alone, and lay down beside Luo Zi's bed, weeping uncontrollably.

    The pain in the chest made it difficult for Roz to speak (two broken ribs there), and even in the air-conditioned intensive care room with a temperature of 23c, his forehead kept gushingLike an appointment, they all gathered in the ward.  They are: Su Guangming from Shenzhen University, Li En, Zhao Yanyan and Yang Yuyi from Shenzhen Academy of Painting, female painter Ai Ai from Bao¡¯an, fashion designer Yang Yang, photographer Liu Yong¡ªhe always wears a blue  The batik turban, the characteristics of his Indian race are more obvious.  There is also the emotional writer Lao Tang.

    Everyone unanimously criticized Luo Zi's remarks seen in various newspapers.  After such an incident, he should keep silent. By keeping silent to the end, he can not only gain the public's sympathy for his pain, but also prevent the media from chasing him.  For example, his article in "Shenzhen Metropolis Daily" on the importance of freedom to the soul and human nature is really terrible!  What you said is correct, in fact everyone is doing the same thing, the problem is that you can't talk like this at such a time, and you can't speak to the extreme.

    "I didn't write the article, others took my words to play! They deliberately distorted it, it's really obscene!" Luo Zi said.

    However, explanations are useless. Once something is handed over to the media, it is out of control.  Among the friends who arrived, Ai Ai was a woman, so she had the privilege of sitting next to Luo Zi on the bed.  This sweaty middle-aged woman smelled strongly of cheap face powder mixed with some kind of pastry smell from her over-dressed body, which made Roz almost suffocate, and she had to get up on the pretext of asking for water.  Lao Tang suggested that whenever we chat in a salon, we should talk about men and women.  However, he also said that it would be more meaningful to do it in the newspaper supplement.

    "You can just go, isn't there your private land there?" Yangyang sneered.

    Lao Tang didn't think so, and asked Luo Zi, Luo Zi said: "Now I'm really afraid of the newspapers."

    The two daily life tabloids have feuds, for whom Luo Zi's views are his own real views, and they have been confronting each other, sarcasm each other in their own newspapers.  The competition among the media will cause subtle changes in everything, and even the cause and nature of the matter will be completely subverted.  Your thoughts (whether original or not) become shells, and naturally countless gunners scramble to stuff them into their barrels, and then fire

    Then it's up to you to face the chaos and reap the consequences.

    Twenty-nine

    Colleagues have all visited Luo Zi.

    ? On the way to the hospital, they ate a lot of Luo Ziyitong in the car, and the driver said it most concisely and profoundly: "What age are you doing this for women? It's ridiculous!"

    After they left, Chen Heng stayed alone for a while.

    Because Luo Zi was seriously injured, Chen Heng only hinted at some problems.

    Even if it was a hint, Luo Zi understood it very well and acted relaxed and happy.

    The deniers of this church, when they bear the punishment of life, are like well-educated believers, always feel at ease and bow their heads.  Indeed, he felt a sense of relief.

    Therefore, when Chen Heng had tears in his eyes because "we have to abandon you", Luo Zi stretched out his hand and patted him: "Old friend, let's chat in the future Ouch I am more comfortable and free"  slapping, nearly tearing apart his soon-to-heal chest again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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