Chapter 972 Stimulating the Market
On her professional level, Nora subconsciously showed a defensive posture, even for her husband, even for her son, but professional is professional, Nora has her own persistence and pride, and she wears it in one second Put on the cape and transform into Wonder Woman.
Anson noticed it and quickly raised his hands in surrender, "This discussion is purely a discussion."
Norah gently raised her chin, folded her hands on her chest, and said, "Tell me, tell me." Look” gesture.
Anson cleared his throat and said, "Ah, why did you suddenly enter the professor's classroom spot check mode?" he joked mischievously.
Nora pushed up her non-existent glasses in cooperation and waited patiently for the next step.
Anson, “I understand your concept. Let’s start with the changes in urban space, present the story’s origins and transitions to the public in chronological order, and at the same time sort out the development and evolution of this art clearly. This It can help outsiders quickly understand and enter this space."
"But, Mom, do you know the script formula of Hollywood movies?"
"Throw it out in the first three minutes or five minutes. A crisis or conflict, in the process of being resolved by the protagonist, can not only capture the audience's attention, but also show the edges of the protagonist's character and lay the foundation for it. "
"The key is to increase the attraction."< br>
Nora frowned slightly, "You mean, we should compromise with business? Although the fundamental purpose of planning an art exhibition is commercial operation, such a naked approach may not be effective in an art exhibition."
Anson Shaking his head, "If it's the Upper West Side, those elites claim to be cultural people and are patient and patient. No matter how boring the art exhibition is, they can't reveal their shallowness, and the planning can't be too superficial or direct."
“But in the East Village, we don’t have these airs here. If you don’t like it, you just don’t like it. If you don’t throw the big deal out at the beginning, they won’t buy it.”
Art?
Anson and Nora were actually discussing art!
Carol knew that she shouldn't make a fuss. If Nora was Anson's mother, it meant that Anson should have been influenced by it since he was a child, and of course he should have some attainments in art. What's more, they were now in a gallery, and the topic of discussion revolved around art. is normal.
However, Carol still couldn't control herself, and her mind was filled with thoughts.
As soon as she turned around, two colleagues immediately surrounded Carol with gossipy faces. Carol had just handed over the soda water and hot milk and was about to put the tray away when she was already dragged aside. , and began to discuss in a rustling manner.
Then one of the male colleagues with a weird goatee paused and said, "Great, now who can tell me, who is he?"
Carol couldn't believe it. Eyes widened, "You don't know him, so what are you talking about with us?"
He said seriously, "It means being gregarious. I don't want to be the only ostracized guy in the office. I thought I could find some clues through your discussion, but now it seems that I still need a little help."
"Anson, that's Anson Wood, don't you know him?"
"Do I need to know?"
"Oh God, what time do you live in, dwarf Luo Ji?"
"As a man in his thirties, I have no interest in those vase idols."
As soon as the words came out, the two women said in unison, "He is not a vase."
The man looked at the two women in surprise, like frightened rabbits, "Look, this is the situation I hope to avoid."< br>
The next second, the three people closed their mouths and looked at Nora and Anson with horror on their faces, fearing to alarm them.
Fortunately, they are still focused.
Nora is thinking carefully about Anson’s words.
To be honest, Nora must admit that she doesn’t like others to dictate her work. She has her own profession; but this time the planning did encounter some challenges, and it was her younger son who put forward the opinions. Those plain and sensible words, It seems less difficult to accept. Nora thought for a moment, "You mean, we should select a major play from the last part of the exhibition and put it at the front?"
Anson shook his head, "No, If this is the case, it is tantamount to spoiling the climax in advance. People will be shocked outside and raise their expectations. If they later find that the exhibition is far lower than expected, they may curse the exhibition and even affect the overall evaluation."
" We should select a work with distinctive personality and impact from the middle to the back, and put it at the front like a bait."
"Use it to show the relationship between the characters and the city to some extent. It is also the core value of this art exhibition, but it skips the foreshadowing and captures the attention of passers-by at the door in an intuitive and impactful way, awakening their resonance and making them interested in this art exhibition.”
Nora nodded, "We can do this, do you have any suggestions?"
Anson stopped in front of a painting.
Nora followed Anson’s gaze and looked over. This was a special work:
A steel forest was constructed with bright colors, colorful and gorgeous, with an obvious Pop style; However, in the middle of the forest, there was a small gray figure, lost.
There is no doubt that this is a visually striking work that uses color to present the hustle and bustle of a modern city; but if you look closely, you can notice the gray figure that is almost drowned in color, and then look more closely, Gray figures can be seen in the interlaced shadows of endless colors, just like the elves hidden in the grass in "My Neighbor Totoro". Only those who are careful can spot them.
Color takes away all sight and hearing.
Although the work is still immature, the impact can be felt.
“Interesting choice.” Nora showed some appreciation.
Anson admired it carefully, "I like the sense of lines in the colors. So, how much does this painting cost?"
Norah looked surprised.
Anson, "Hey, my apartment in New York lacks a painting. At least I can support my mother's work with practical actions."
Nora smiled, "I don't seem to have a reason to refuse. This painting The painting is by a young artist who is just starting out and has not yet made a name for himself. The price of this painting is five thousand dollars."
Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, "So low?"
Nora, "It's probably half a year's rent for him."
Anson glanced at the creator's name, "Sebastian-Orsino", indeed, one who had never heard Said young artist.
"This name." Anson's smile rose, "A Shakespeare lover?"
Sebastian, Orsino, these names all come from William Shakespeare's early work "Twelve Nights", those who are interested You can tell at a glance that this is a stage name.
Nora shrugged lightly, "Shakespeare may be very important in the field of movies and dramas, but in the field of painting, sorry, son, I think his name may not have enough weight."
Anson He also chuckled, "Maybe that's why he didn't get much attention, people don't even know the meaning behind the name."
Nora, "I'm glad he at least didn't name himself Banksy. (Banksy) A name like that”
Anson did not hide his surprise, "Oh, Mom, you also know Banksy?"
Norah breathed out lightly, "His artistic works are not my field, but this time in order to plan this Art exhibition, when I went to London, I enjoyed his first official exhibition."
(End of this chapter)