This article is reprinted with permission from the Zhihu column: Tale of Tales in Stories, written by Zhihu id: @water five, and his personal public account: waterfive001. Some of the content in the article quotes Zizhihu @ Zhang Key, whose personal Weibo: @Darth_Coco
In the early morning of yesterday, I just wanted to sleep, and suddenly I saw the Weibo of Chen Liaoyu, a teacher at the Beijing Film Academy, on Weibo
Mr. Mark Xuan died at 5:15 on April 6, 2015 at the age of 76 due to illness.
I jumped up at the time and couldn't believe the fact. Mr. Mark Xuan is the director of Shanghai Fine Arts Film Studio. He directed "Landscape and Water", "Super Soap", and participated in the production of "The Great Haunting of the Heavenly Palace", "Three Monks", "Heavenly Book Strange Talk" and other films.
Teacher Mark Xuan can be said to be the most important director and backbone of the late stage of the Studio. At the 2006 Annecy Animation Festival in France, the 100 greatest animated short films in the world were selected. In China, only the animation "Landscape and Water" was selected. It can be seen that Teacher Ma's status is.
Landscape (Watercress)
And it is a pity that in 1988, this landscape can be said to be the last ink animation that was completely restructured by the Us Film Studio and thrown to commercial self-reliance, and it can be said that Teacher Ma and Shanshui are really the last people in China to produce ink animation.
In 2008, the 3rd ANIWOW was held by the Communication University of China! At the China | (Beijing) University Student Animation Festival, several of the living predecessors of the Mei film studio were invited for the first time in the world:
Teacher Ma Xuan, Mr. Zhang Songlin (director without a brain), Teacher Qu Jianfang (father of Avanti), Chang Guangxi (director of Pauline Lantern), plus teacher Lu Shengzhang of the school (director of the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games Fuwa propaganda film)
The five teachers are simply a superstar lineup to give a summit lecture for our students, during which several old gentlemen also joked that it would not be the last time they would have the opportunity to stand together and lecture... I can't think of a word, Mr. Zhang Songlin passed away in 2012, I didn't expect Teacher Ma to leave this year, in fact, Teacher Ma is also very young! At that time, Teacher Zhang also pointed at Teacher Ma and ridiculed: "I remember that the pony was still a small hairy head when he painted the Heavenly Palace, how did he become an old horse." ”
(The above picture is in order from left to right, namely: Teacher Lu Shengzhang, Teacher Qu Jianfang, Teacher Zhang Songlin, Teacher Ma Xuan, Teacher Chang Guangxi)
At that time, the ANIWOW of the Communication University was still very small, and it could only accommodate 100 people in the small lecture hall on the 3rd floor, but on that day, it was simply crowded. Students inside and outside the school flocked here to listen to the lectures of the old gentlemen.
These animation achievements are only the first half of Mr. Ma's life, since the new century, Mr. Ma has always had a strong sense of mission in Chinese animation, devoted himself to animation teaching, Mr. Lao himself, from Shanghai to the cold Jilin (Animation Academy) and Beijing (Peking University Software School, Communication University of China, Beijing Film Academy), to give lectures, and actively participate in many jury activities. The older generation of gentlemen always has a very high pursuit of art, and the wind is bright. It is said that at an animation festival in China, when the student works under the guidance of Mr. Mark Xuan were put in, he stood up and said to all the judges: "This is the work of my students, and I voluntarily withdrew from the selection as a judge." ”
No matter where he is, Mr. Ma always wears a suit and shoes, cleans up, and is simply a real gentleman.
Therefore, the death of Teacher Ma this time is simply touching many students who have been infected and taught by other personalities.
This morning, I saw a commemorative article written by my sister Darth_Coco @ Zhang Key, which made us very moved, but it is a pity that Teacher Ma is old and basically no longer guides students after 2010. With the consent of her sister, she sent her commemorative article to the old man, hoping that more people would know about Teacher Mark Xuan.
Sister Shi's knowledge: Zhang Key
Weibo: http://weibo.com/cocozk
Long Weibo original text: http://weibo.com/p/1001603828952643842126
ps: Shi Jie is currently a very powerful freelance illustrator and animator, and is also one of the producers of the Zhihu mascot Liu Kanshan, and is Liu Kanshan's stepmother.
<h1>Teacher Ma</h1>
2015-04-07 11:21 Read 749
Teacher Ma is my name for him, but he must be worthy of the name of "sir". And yet, I guess he wouldn't mind at all.
Teacher Ma is Teacher Mark Xuan. This morning, I flipped through WeChat and saw the news of his death. It seems to be related to cancer chemotherapy. But that doesn't make sense.
I met Teacher Ma too late.
The graduate student's graduation thesis was a very idealized long speech, and at that time, our animation school still pretended to be taken out to review by external experts. The expert who read my article is Teacher Ma, who teaches animation at the School of Microelectronics Software of Peking University and takes graduate students (he himself does not understand this setting). After the end of the external review, I got the comment that Teacher Ma gave me, held it, and cried for a long time. Originally, a table was mostly blank for filling in comments, but the table that Teacher Ma wrote for me was full and stuffed like Tetris.
There's nothing to be moved by. At that time, many teachers in the college laughed at the beginning, and after listening to my ideas, they would give threatening feedback that "if you can't write well, you're finished". Before the first draft review, except for my own graduate supervisor, Mr. Wang, no one took my thesis seriously. At that time, I was in a state of desperation, thinking that after three years of graduate school, I always had to come up with something. And at that time, writing a thesis was the main and only legitimate excuse for me to escape from life.
But the feedback from the first instance was much better than I thought. It can be said that I feel the favor of Heaven (obviously it is the favor of my predecessors). Teacher Suo in the school took the big thick book home and revised it with my husband, and the feedback version I got was even changed to punctuation. The reply of the horse teacher outside the school simply had a feeling that Gandalf had accidentally appeared to save the scene. In the small world of that paper, suddenly it was not confused. And there are so powerful, legendary people who affirm themselves, that great sense of happiness. I was crying anyway.
Later, my sister-in-law, who went to Peking University for graduate school, took me to see Teacher Ma. It was 2008.
Peking University's Daxing campus is truly far away. In 2008, the subway was not filmed at all, and it was very desolate. My sister and I changed three modes of transportation to get to the courtyard that was quite the style of the Institute of Science and Technology in the 80s. Before going, my sister told me a lot of things about Teacher Ma, first of all, he was very serious, the second was that his work and rest habits were the same as those of young people, and he would answer when he called him at one o'clock in the middle of the night, third, as long as he sent him books, he would be very happy, and fourth, Teacher Ma was a bit "angry" (please don't dwell on the original meaning of the word).
In this story, I still have to cry many times, anyway, when I saw him as a real person, my nose was sore again. This person is the predecessor of Shanghai Meiyi Film Studio, this person is one of the people who gave you those dreams when you were a child, this person is the person who feels that my ideas are valuable... I forgot what I talked about that day. I remember showing Mr. Ma and his wife, Mr. Wu, the animation of my so-called graduation creation. And I myself was immersed in an "unreal" mood.
The second time I met Mr. Ma, about the animation festival organized by the Animation Academy in 2009, I invited a few old seniors to come to the discussion. If I remember correctly, it was probably Chang Guangxi (strange Mongolian horse), Zhang Songlin (mindless and unhappy), Qu Jianfang (Avanti), Mak Xuan (three monks (working with Ada) twelve mosquitoes and five people), Dai Tielang (black cat sheriff). Mr. Ma wore a suit, which was a grand attendance. But as soon as I opened my mouth, I knew why my sister said that he was a little angry. His conversation that day was actually more or less out of place. Others are talking about how well Chinese animation has developed, how successful this event has been and so on. Old Master Ma picked up mike and said a bunch of truth... I simply loved him more. But now that I think about it, I have another feeling, maybe he likes my paper so much because he said something he has been expressing, and these things are always different, minority things. I thought I had met the man at the point, and maybe he did too. The impetuousness of this circle after the crazy expansion of animation education is the elephant in the room, and the depression caused by all the people not telling the truth, few people break it, and even if it is broken, it is to create another kind of depression. After the meeting, I went to Mr. Ma to confess, and I admitted that I had entered an "unreal" mood again. In addition, the old man wearing a suit is really handsome. Finally, I got the old man's business card, and I can call him later.
After moving, probably in 2010, I remember writing an email to Mr. Ma like writing a letter (I was stupid and lost someone's phone number). Good regret that I haven't written it in a year or two. He replied to the email saying that his legs and feet were not good, and he couldn't sleep at night. Listening to it feels particularly painful, my grandfather is also like this, taking medicine infusion to alleviate. So I called over, Teacher Ma was not at home, I told Teacher Wu how Grandpa treated, hoping to alleviate the symptoms of the old man. Teacher Wu spoke a lot of Mandarin in Shanghainese, but the good news reached.
Then, one evening, I suddenly received a call from Teacher Ma. The old man on the other side of the phone must not have known that I was in tears again. Teacher Ma asked me questions, not only about animation, but also about life and choices. He must not have known how much encouragement I needed at that time. Freelancers have only been doing this for almost two years, and they are still in the position of not being able to distinguish which ones are reliable, but going to work will be a huge expense for me. Because of the fear of this kind of consumption, I chose freelancing. One of the big jobs in my job is translating film and television tutorials, and I have very little money, but I always have a contract. Mr. Ma knew that I didn't say anything after I continued to do animation, but instead said that translating books is a contribution to human culture (my gosh). He also asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I was in a very sad state at the time, so he told the old man what he expected. Anyway, it will be like that in the future. Later, back to animation, the old man said, in fact, it is not so important to do animation or not, the art is all connected, and it is good to be able to express yourself. He also said that after taking these two sessions, he would return to Shanghai for the elderly. Leave me with a call to Shanghai. I sat in the room for a long time after that call.
After that, I entered a more anxious phase. Whether it's freelancing or life. But Teacher Ma's words can always be taken out to encourage himself. It's like this road has been stamped and certified by the master, and it can be walked without doubt. But I always felt that I hadn't done something, and I was not embarrassed to contact Teacher Ma again, and over time, it became an excuse to neglect contact.
In early 2013, I was planning a trip to Shanghai. Thinking of Teacher Ma, I thought he should be in Shanghai, and I must go and see him. When I arrived at a friend's house in Shanghai, I dialed the phone left for Me by Teacher Ma and learned that the old man was still in Beijing. The expected reunion in Shanghai did not materialize. So I went back to Beijing, and after a few years, I called Teacher Ma again and wanted to visit him at his house.
On a cloudy day, I brought two books I had translated and some postcards that I had printed. I sat on the repaired Daxing line. The campus has been repaired a lot, but there are still no people, probably because it is almost a holiday. In the afternoon, Teacher Ma's home did not turn on the lights, the heating was very hot, Teacher Wu was playing with yarn at the window, and the branches of the winter trees could be seen outside. Teacher Ma still looks the same in my opinion, saying that her legs still hurt and she can't sleep well. There's really not much to talk about animation, and we've reached an agreement on the art of unification [x]. Basically it's all about life, and you have to admit that it's still interesting to be urged to get married by two old seniors from the Studio. In particular, Teacher Wu, who had never interjected much, suddenly came to the spirit and said to me more than a dozen "hurry" in a row. Teacher Ma also talked about his family, the former beauty studio, how Te Wei (little tadpole looking for his mother) teacher played basketball with them, how he and Teacher Wu got married. Those legendary names were trivial to him. Here's a hint that the China Art Palace in Shanghai has a studio exhibition hall with their works and names. There are also pictures and names of Teacher Ma on the celebrity walls of the Shanghai Museum.
When it was almost dark, I said it was time to go back, Teacher Ma said he would take me to dinner, Teacher Wu said not to eat at night, and also urged Teacher Ma to take me to eat. The four words in my heart are "received, favored, if, shocked." It was already snowing outside, and Mr. Ma was leading the way to the college canteen in front of me, and I was really worried that if he fell, I would be worthy of Chinese animation. I have forgotten what I talked about at the meal, but I don't know why, maybe it is not appropriate, maybe this is a particularly common thing, but I just think that this meal is a bit romantic. Teacher Ma has changed for me from the memory of a child to the old gentleman on the other side, and on the road of "literature and art", I have the honor of acquaintance. It was between 2012 and 2013 that I decided not to run away from my life anymore.
He said that he would take one or two more students back to Shanghai for the elderly.
Teacher Ma instructed the black car driver at the entrance of the campus to send me to the subway.
Can't write anymore, let me cry.
postscript:
Although I can't remember clearly, I still remember that at that ANIWOW lecture, the old gentlemen were asked how to view the future of Chinese animation?
The old gentlemen suddenly became excited, and the old gentlemen said in a trembling voice: "China does not lack works, or lack of fine products." The boutique will eventually appear, we just have to wait for it to appear. (Thank you for the memories written in Chen Tianren's circle of friends)
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