Turning the corner (forty-five) new year to think of Xu Beihong
In recent years, due to his association with calligraphy and art, he has written more than 100 articles commenting on the texts of famous artists, so some people asked: What year was the earliest solo exhibition of fine arts in Changsha, and who was the owner? He could not answer this question, so he went through the historical materials and fortunately found a person, this person is Mr. Xu Beihong, who is famous in the painting world.
That year was l937, and the season unknown should be around the Spring Festival. The location is in the Tianxin Pavilion. Before Xu's solo exhibition ended, calligraphers' works were sold on a hanging list at the Rongbaozhai branch, which was the only way to touch the business.
I don't know that Tianxin Pavilion is not a Changsha person, and Tianxin Pavilion is the most suitable for two times, one is to watch the snow scenery in winter for the charm of black and white cartoon flavor, marvel at the beauty of the Jiangnan water town constructed by Yushu Qiongzhi, and gush up a sense of competition for the outline of the city on earth; and Tianxin Pavilion is suitable for the rich aroma of the southern country to hit the midsummer time, because it is at the top of the Changsha Basin, when the hot wind blows in the hot sun, the citizens are shrouded in heat, and most look forward to the arrival of a quiet cool night. The Heavenly Heart Pavilion blows a cool breeze to become one of the best choices for people in Changsha city.
And tianxin pavilion of the jie structure of the heavy building has long been said to be rotten, omitted here, in addition to the specific situation of Mr. Xu Beihong's personal exhibition I also omitted, everyone can think of the Changsha people with a heart of enthusiasm for new things, especially the fans of the art world on the french study of Mr. Xu Beihong's art works appreciation and enthusiasm, that is undoubtedly no need to repeat. Without copying Zhao Benshan's mouth, that guy was full of people and seas of red flags, and roughly speaking, it was not far behind.
After the opening, Mr. Xu Beihong was full of curiosity and interest in the ancient city of Changsha, he came up alone on the side of a row of red walls in Tianxin Pavilion, curious to find that after walking for more than twenty steps, there was a flat yellow mud road in the right corner, green green trees on both sides, and the dark yellow city wall bricks were full of historical vicissitudes one by one, and he caressed the ancient brick wall and encountered a strange guest. As if he had known Mr. Xu for a long time, the man took the initiative to talk: "Hello Mr. Xu, who has long heard of the name!" It's rare to see you today, and it's a blessing to meet! I just saw your paintings of horses and landscapes in the exhibition hall, indeed the master of god painting, wonderful also, and then the words turned sharply: "There is also a skill in the next, long hidden in the body and not exposed to people, Mr. Chance, I want to understand you." Sorrowful Hong groaned for a moment, smiled slightly, and said: Oh? Don't you dare to teach that, I don't know what kind of skill it is? The lean man said, "Mr. Xu paints with a pen, I paint with a cigarette: Mr. Xu's painting is on rice paper, but my painting is on the wall." Xiang Kairan, who accompanied Misery Hong, did not know when he also came here, and when he heard that he was full of interest, he immediately warmly invited him to invite the stranger to perform at home, and the stranger gladly accepted, and the three of them hurried to the Xiang Mansion. According to the requirements of the geek, prepare a large black cloth to hang on the wall, and buy three pounds of tobacco.
Si Shi Xu opened his eyes to the two people and saw the Hanzi exhale, take a sip of smoke, and then open his mouth to spray at the black cloth, and suddenly the black cloth rose up wisps of white clouds, the smoke was faint, suddenly like a flock of swallows flying, suddenly like a hundred flowers shining, suddenly ten thousand horses galloping, suddenly like the waves rolling, suddenly the waves crashing on the shore, suddenly the crane dancing white sand, ever-changing, mysterious, the end is the tiger roaring dragon groan, the immortal garden is strange, so that the spectators on the side are intoxicated, and the half-ringing does not return to God. After the applause, the guests asked with great interest about the origin of this technique of spitting smoke into painting, and the freak only said that it was a small skill derived from qigong, a small skill of carving insects, not enough to hang teeth. But only people with high qigong have the ability to play, it is difficult to learn in a year and a half, and then when he wants to ask who the stranger is, he laughs and does not answer.
When there was not much rest, a pot of tea passed, the stranger got up to say goodbye, and the host sent it to him. People chatted with great interest for half a day, and Mr. Xiang suddenly found that he had accompanied Xu Beihong to visit Tianxin Pavilion for half of the trip.
One by one, this old thing I heard the newspaper reporter forget the old friend of the late Mr. Wang Guangming said, in the Spring Festival of the Tiger leisure boring out for everyone to share it.
