Hopper was a painter that Jian Anning admired, so she had studied several of his paintings.
What Shen Yan said was quite in line with many of her views, but the difference was that she had spent a lot of time to carefully appreciate and analyze it. However, Shen Yan had only taken a few glances and came up with the above analysis. It was even more thorough and clear than hers, and there were also some areas that she had not noticed!
Even a master who had been immersed in art for decades would not be able to achieve such a standard…
No, perhaps she was not as good as him!
Shen Yan continued.
He walked to another painting not far away.
" Actually, compared to 'Evening on Cape Cod', I prefer this' Light in an Empty Room.”
"... light came in through the window and fell twice in the same room-first to the wall near the window, then to the slightly dented wall. This was all the movement in the painting. There was nothing to soothe the light, we could not swim in it--whether in reality or in metaphor--the light fell on two planes at the same time, but we felt something of an end, without any sense of continuation. If there's a hint of rhythm here, it's a simplified rhythm…"
Shen Yan said lightly.
His gaze was far away, and his landing point was no longer on the screen.
It was as if he could see everything behind the painting…
"…The light has faded to a pale yellow, falling on the ivory wall like a painter's straightforward and lonely narration…"
"Loneliness is more lonely than anything you can imagine.”
"This painting should also be Hopper's work, and the style is more mature. It's a masterpiece, an image of solitude in a world without self. If I'm not wrong, this painting should have been completed later than the previous one.”
Shen Yan stopped and lowered his eyes and face, as if he was immersed in it.
"Just like what the predecessors said, great artists are all lonely.”
The man's voice echoed in the enclosed and spacious space of the art gallery, as if it came from the distant horizon.
Jian Anning's heart trembled and resonated with his voice…She could also feel the loneliness of the painter, who did not have a single word, but was able to express it to his heart's content.
She stared at Shen Yan with a complicated expression.
Zhu Wei's mouth was wide open and she was completely speechless.
Exhaling a long breath, Chen Yan broke free from the lonely mood. Then, he smiled at the two girls,"It's just my humble opinion.”
"Cousin, you're amazing!" Zhu Wei was shocked and worshiped. At this moment, Shen Yan's image in her eyes became even more perfect." Oh my god, as long as I have your level…No, I only need to have one-tenth of your level!”
Jian Anning lowered her eyes and smiled slightly: "Mr. Shen is too humble. His appreciation is very professional, and it made me feel very enlightened.”
"Cousin, why don't you come with us and explain a few paintings to me?”Zhu Wei invited.
Jian Anning did not refuse.
Shen Yan was exactly what he wanted and nodded.
The three of them toured around the art gallery. Zhu Wei's admiration for Shen Yan had risen to the point of blind obedience. No matter what Shen Yan said, she kept nodding her little head and praising him.
Jian Anning still had that lukewarm appearance. With her hands in the pockets of her coat, she slowly followed beside Chen Yan. Occasionally, when she heard the exciting parts, she lowered her eyes, her eyes blooming with a little bit of wonderful light.
Until the evening sun shone into the hall.
Shen Yan stopped in his tracks and smiled warmly."It's better to meet by chance than by chance. Why don't the two beauties have dinner together?”
"Sure," Zhu Wei nodded her little head hard." But only if you treat us!”
"Of course." Shen Yan said.
The three of them left the art gallery.
Zhu Wei didn't have a driver's license, and Jian Anning didn't know how to drive. The two of them had taken a taxi here before. Shen Yan asked them to wait for a while, and then drove his car over from the parking lot.
" Cousin, do you have to be so generous? Last time, the Lamborghini, this Rolls-Royce Phantom…" Zhu Wei had a pained expression as she looked up at the sky and asked," Sigh, the heavens are unfair. Why are you my cousin?"”
"Get in the car. I'll be the beautiful ladies 'driver.”Shen Yan opened the car door.
A moment later, the Rolls-Royce arrived at a secluded and quiet high-end Western restaurant in the capital.
After handing the car over to the waiter who came to park the car, Shen Yan and the other two walked in.
This was a membership system. Shen Yan took out his card. After a receptionist took it and registered it, he asked respectfully," Would you like to go to the hall or the private room?"”
Shen Yan looked at Zhu Wei and Jian Anning.
"I like the hall." Zhu Wei took a look and immediately clapped her hands." I can listen to someone play the piano."”
There was a round table in the middle of the dining hall. On top of it was a black ivory piano. A pianist was playing for the guests, and the music was beautiful.
As for the private rooms, they naturally didn't have such treatment.
Shen Yan and Jian An Ning did not object. Shen Yan said,"Then let's go to the hall."
The three of them found a table and took off their coats or cotton-padded clothes. A waiter came over to catch them and carefully hung them behind the backs of the chairs, covering them with dust covers.
They sat down and ordered.
While waiting for the dishes to be served, Zhu Wei looked at the person playing the piano on the stage. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said excitedly,"Cousin, I heard that you're especially good at playing the piano. Why don't you perform for us?”
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