405 Great Art Dealers

"Can I hold it in my hand and look at it?"

"sure…."

After receiving the ferocious Rakshasa mask into the hands of the middle-aged man, it fell down unnaturally.

This mask is forty to fifty centimeters in size, made of solid wood, and it is really heavy.

The rich and gorgeous oil paint makes the abstract symbols more tense, and the polished wood makes the surface of the mask, which was thought to be rough, as delicate as talc. To the touch, it has a unique jade-like texture. Moisturizing.

"I bought it... I didn't bring so much cash, can I use my card here?"

'puff…'

Lan Jin's mouthful of old blood was almost sprayed all over the world. What? Just bought it? Brother, look again, it's 500 dollars!

So it is terrible to say that there is no culture. As early as the appearance of the Yellow River culture, one of the representatives of Han culture, the Nuo opera area of ​​intangible cultural heritage, only 500 US dollars, what's wrong?

But Lan Jin is a child of a businessman's family. When Mr. Cong Rong bought it, the manufacturer only needed 30 dollars to make a mask. If the quantity is large, the price can be negotiated.

Qin Guan, who was at the side, was not in a hurry to swipe the middle-aged man's card at the cash register, but introduced in a leisurely manner: "Actually, we only open tomorrow. I think you are very knowledgeable about art."

"I don't know if you are an art dealer, a member of an art foundation, or the owner of a private gallery?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was stunned, because Qin Guan's words began to raise his eyes to look at the appearance of the Asian boy.

With sparse eyebrows, a gentleman is like jade.

He suddenly took off the cashmere thin woolen gentleman hat on his head, and asked silently where to put it.

Cong Nianwei took it cleanly with her hands, and hung it together with the overcoat the other party had taken off in the cloakroom behind the cashier.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lei Nai. I am the owner of a c-level chain gallery. Because I am also in Los Angeles, I am also a private art donor."

"Of course, I wouldn't mind being an art dealer if the price is right."

Don't, with your worth, you have to be a manager with a lot of face to be worthy of you. As far as the value of that artwork is concerned, it cannot be only 500 US dollars.

Qin Guan didn't raise an eyelid because of the other party's identity. Now he is Party A, and Qin Guan has already figured out the other party's context.

Different from the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, it only displays the most traditional paintings and works of world-renowned painters, only publishes and prints such works of art, and never holds modernist exhibitions.

The Asian Art Museum in Los Angeles, California, is a well-known miscellaneous history museum. It exhibits paintings by famous Chinese masters of the past dynasties. What's more exaggerated is that it includes sculptures, stone carvings, furniture, and clothing.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is obsessed with Chinese historical art.

No, Lei Nai, who is also an art dealer in California, is also quite influenced by the local art market. This trip to New York really came at the right time. Chelsea Market really has its rich historical background, which gave him such a big surprise.

"Then you can go to the wicker chair over there to rest for a while, because the artwork that will be taken out later may not even be seen by you."

Lei Nai nodded, indeed, as Qin Guan said, he had never seen the first work of art in the beauty shop of this world.

Cong Nianwei's subordinates were not idle, and Lan Jin was no longer lying on the chair at this time. He seemed to have seen a huge business opportunity, and now he was struggling to dig out the cotton in the box to prevent it from being squeezed.

Money, it's all money!

"This is the Tantou New Year painting, an artistic style that began to flourish in the late Ming Dynasty in China. It is mostly accepted by the common people with its gorgeous and colorful colors and simple and easy-to-understand narrative painting style."

"Purchasing New Year paintings during the Chinese New Year is one of our traditions there, just like the custom-made oil paintings sold in the B-grade gallery here, which are the favorites of Chinese women."

"Oh, that's right," Cong Nianwei took a square wooden board carefully wrapped with a thick plastic film, opened it, and placed it in front of Lei Nai's eyes.

"This is another way of displaying Chinese painting styles. Wooden New Year paintings are carved, using wooden boards as the carrier of printed paintings, and are more three-dimensional works of art."

"It has a history of thousands of years. This is amazing. If you buy an engraving, it is equivalent to buying the original version of a printed matter. Cong Nianwei will demonstrate it to Mr. Lei Nai."

"okay!"

Cong Nianwei soaked the ink with Dahao, and carefully soaked the oil paint on the upper layer of the wooden board New Year painting. A piece of thick rice paper with good water absorption was exactly the same size as the wooden board.

The paper was lightly covered on it, and within half an hour, Cong Nianwei gently peeled off the rice paper on the wooden board.

A beautiful New Year picture of the three stars announcing good fortune and longevity was displayed in front of Lei Nai's eyes.

Lei Nai, who has always been elegant and gentle, has a calm temperament, and for the first time there is a surprised expression on his face.

Foreign oil paintings, the way of painting is labor-intensive, and a painting has been painted for several years.

And the wooden board New Year picture in front of me, good guy, this is a meticulously customized painting, full of exotic style, this is the favorite of the guests of those B-type galleries.

Now Lei Nai didn't care about his self-proclaimed artist temperament, and directly transformed into a businessman. He directly pointed to these kinds of art categories and set his own conditions.

"How many of these paintings do you have in your store? I think we can sit down and talk."

Qin Guan reported the number casually behind the cash register: "Not much, there is only one base plate of the woodblock New Year painting, which is in your hands, twenty finished copies, and not more than ten beachhead New Year paintings, plus the mask you like , you can take all the 5,500 US dollars."

Lan Jin behind the "poof" is full of old blood again.

Lan Jin, who was still picking up trash, almost fell into the box after hearing the quotation.

You lied to Qin Guan, it was carved on a broken wooden board!

It wasn't until Lei Nai and Qin Guan negotiated the agency prices of the three artworks that they reluctantly left the small gallery.

This Chinese is not simple. He actually wants to bring a large number of Chinese artworks and directly enter the American art market. It seems that he has some ambitions to turn this small shop into a palace of c-class artworks.

(Galleries are divided into three types: a) exclusively sell original paintings, b exclusively sell printed works, and also serve as picture frames, c) sell all paintings, furniture, jewelry, antiques, etc. Type A galleries have relatively high status and are very professional, and most of them belong to Chinese businessmen all over the country Members of the association, this kind of gallery is relatively professional and has great influence in the local area. Category B is a lower grade, and it wins the market with printed materials by famous artists and popular varieties and prices that are suitable for sale. C mainly focuses on fine arts, but The content of concurrent work is wider.) (To be continued.)