To all: Please give artists some due respect.

Yesterday, I sent a complaint to a circle of friends, probably saying that this society "despises literature and art". Many friends privately ask me who doesn't respect me, and they all respect me, and so on.

Of course not. People who don't respect me can't survive in my circle of friends. ...

The reason why I sent that circle of friends was not because of "moaning without illness", but because I heard two teachers tell their troubles at a tea party in Xuzhou yesterday.

I still have insomnia until now, so I plan to share the stories of these two teachers with you.

The first one is Mr. Yu, who is not very famous, but can make a living by selling paintings. Her lover is a screenwriter in Xuzhou, not very famous, but with old experience. While revising the scripts of some local film and television companies, she also teaches some non-art universities. This group is also an artistic family. Teacher Yu and her lover Yi * * * have two daughters. My eldest daughter is about my age, and my second daughter is four or five years younger than me. Teacher Yu's troubles come from her two daughters.

Both daughters have been married for many years. First, the eldest daughter divorced her husband last year, and then just after the end of the year, the second daughter also divorced her husband.

Leave aside the reasons for divorce. After reading the following story, let's think for ourselves.

Both the eldest daughter and the second daughter inherited their parents' artistic cells.

Let's talk about the eldest daughter, who has a great talent for music since she was a child. She studied violin and piano, and even taught herself to arrange music in junior high school. This is quite powerful. After all, although both husband and wife's work is related to art, it has nothing to do with music.

However, the eldest daughter eventually became a student majoring in geological engineering in a 985 college in Xuzhou. Oh, teacher Yu's lover is a teacher in the College of Arts of this university.

Teacher Yu talked about this, and I asked curiously, "Your daughter is so talented, why didn't she continue to learn music at the beginning?"

Teacher Yu also expressed regret: "At that time, I felt that it was useless to study art, and my daughter's performance in culture class was also good. Isn't it a joke to learn art? "

Teacher Yu's eldest daughter has been excellent until she went to college. After graduation, she entered a geological bureau, also a professional counterpart, but I think she has gradually lost her unique light.

After working for two years, Teacher Yu arranged a blind date for her eldest daughter.

The eldest daughter did not show any resistance, but began to study for graduate students.

Then, the postgraduate entrance examination failed, and there was no way. She married that man.

Teacher Yu's second daughter is not as dazzling as her sister, but her artistic talent is rare. The second daughter inherited teacher Yu's painting talent and won prizes in various competitions since the fourth grade of primary school.

The grades are in the middle level.

Since the eldest daughter was successfully admitted to a famous university, the second daughter began to lose the freedom to draw.

After all, the flattery of relatives and friends of Mr. and Mrs. Yu greatly satisfied their vanity. After the eldest daughter went to a key university, relatives and friends said that the couple were good at teaching their children. In the "hell challenge mode" Jiangsu college entrance examination, it is really a great thing to let your children enter a famous university.

Sister's education has been successful, and sister can't fail.

Otherwise, people will laugh at you.

Teacher Yu couldn't figure out whether she was in such a state of mind at that time.

Then the second daughter strengthened from junior high school to senior three, and finally was admitted to the atmospheric science major of a 2 1 1 university in Nanjing.

Although the second daughter did not perform well, she basically succeeded in replicating her sister's life.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a copy, because her life goes faster.

She didn't have the courage to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

Graduated on 20 15 and got married on 20 16.

The story of two daughters was told by teacher Yu in a cup of American coffee.

I hesitated for a long time and asked her, "Why do you think they can't engage in art?"

Teacher Yu said: "Others say that the road to art is difficult, and I can't support myself in the future."

I smiled at that time and pointed to the other five or six teachers present: "Everyone lives by art. Is art really hard to walk?" The road is difficult, but there are no people who are gifted and don't know how to persist. Such people, even if they don't take the road of art, can hardly survive. "

Teacher Yu's reaction surprised me. She nodded almost without hesitation.

She has realized that her original idea is wrong.

Of course, I didn't tell Mr. Yu's story to promote "the uselessness of reading" and "the uselessness of university". Anyone who knows me knows that I am a staunch supporter of the theory of "the futility of reading" and "the necessity of university".

However, what books you read really determines a person's life.

The Confucian doctrine of the mean, in the final analysis, is "appropriate" and "appropriate". Now most people in China like to attack the golden mean. Careful observation, you will find that these people are basically living in other people's arrangements, because they don't know what they are suitable for, what to do, and they are mediocre and complain about others all their lives.

I am not Mi Meng. I won't tell chicken soup for the soul with a false story, but it won't be announced to the teacher's identity, which will cause trouble to her family.

At this point in the story, a discerning person will know whether it is true or not.

Because, this kind of thing, too normal, I have it around me, and so do you.

When children are young, parents use "art training" to release their children's energy and win more free space for themselves. Once children are found to have artistic talent, most parents will be timid and then cut off their interest. "Art training" has become the main course of intensive counseling.

Interestingly, most parents worship artists, but worship does not mean respect.

They worship Van Gogh and will never allow their son to become Van Gogh. Worship Mozart and never allow your daughter to be Mozart.

If you don't say it far away, just say Mo Yan.

Some people may say that Mo Yan is a writer, not an artist.

The debate about whether literature belongs to art has existed since ancient times, so there is no need to say more here.

Just give me an example. After Mo Yan won the Nobel Prize in Literature, hundreds or even more parents went to Mo Yan's former residence and pulled out all the grass of Mo Yan's family. In an interview with reporters, he said that he would take it home to bless his children.

But you can guess, if let their children embark on the road of literary creation from now on, and pay the corresponding price for it, how many parents who pull weeds will be willing?

To sum up, in fact, most people in China worship the success of artists, not successful artists.

There was an art test in Shandong these two days, and I saw many students taking the art test. Our exchange activities also allow us to communicate with some art candidates. Through communication, we can easily find that most of them actually have higher EQ than their peers.

Since childhood, we have accepted an idea of our parents-"art students?" Poor grades? Want to hang out in the entertainment industry? Become a big star and earn a lot of money? "

Of course, the boss does not say penis.

So are our liberal arts students.

"Science learning can't keep up? Then go to the liberal arts. "

Ironically, this concept often appears in the lines of TV dramas completed by artists.

Keep saying that "learning everything is the same", just because the difficulty of the exam is different, it is placed in a "humble" position. Even saying "learning everything is the same" is full of the tone of "settling for second best", which is really disgusting to art students and liberal arts students like eating flies.

In other words, hearing such remarks, "art students" and "art students" seem to be pregnant women who are about to give birth. My mother-in-law said that "it's the same for both boys and girls", but when she gave birth to a girl, her mother-in-law said, "Hey, how can it be a girl? Hey, girls are girls, girls are fine, and they are close to each other. "

I don't think the temporary metaphor is appropriate either. The point is just to let everyone experience that disgusting feeling.

Science spells IQ talent, while liberal arts spells creative talent. What was not mentioned in the last article is that sports students who have nothing to do with the content of this article spell physical talent.

Is there anything to discriminate against that is completely incomparable?

In my opinion, this traditional concept is a disease, which hurts countless lives and strangles countless works of art that may be unparalleled in the world in the cradle.

Speaking of which, the story is not over yet.

There is a second teacher.

Writing this teacher's story makes me feel much more relaxed.

Because her story is much simpler than teacher Yu's and her surname is very common, I'm not worried that everyone will find it online.

Teacher Zhang is a peasant from northern Jiangsu.

Junior high school culture

Love to write poetry.

There are many such poets in the circle, and they are also highly valued. After all, they are very inspirational and the country needs positive energy.

But teacher Zhang is different. Unlike many peasant poets, she prefers to accumulate contacts in front of the spotlight.

After the age of 42, she studied many courses taught by literary creation professors in famous universities for three years by purchasing teaching videos online.

High flyers, who has no academic background, has never lost his speech and knowledge to a literature major.

I was deeply moved by what she said: "Knowledge is really cheap these days. I don't have to take the college entrance examination. I just sit at home and spend 10 thousand yuan a year to listen to famous teachers in famous universities. I can listen to whoever I want, and I can listen to it repeatedly if I don't understand. I am really lucky to live in the Internet age. "

Teacher Zhang's progress is constantly shaking my original life plan.

Yes, while I am still young and knowledge is "cheap" in the Internet age, I can also learn something in my spare time.

Of course, what I want to talk about now is not teacher Zhang's progress.

It is her troubles and my view of art.

Her progress made her family uneasy. Other poets, after reaching Mr. Zhang's level, often participate in various activities to increase their exposure, but Mr. Zhang continues his self-study and exploration with an endless sponge attitude.

Then, the family thought she was possessed.

Often at this time, literature and art will be turned into an equal sign by them, and at the other end of the equal sign, it is "madman, neuropathy."

Then, Mr Zhang will be disturbed and distracted by his family. They think that Mr. Zhang might as well be "Yu Xiuhua", at least "Yu Xiuhua" is willing to be marketed, but Mr. Zhang has wasted all these opportunities.

This is teacher Zhang's story, which has no ending. Everything is going on.

I think the relationship between teacher Zhang and his family is the relationship between artists and mortals.

This seems to have a high opinion of itself, but shouldn't artists be a little proud of living in humiliation?

Teacher Zhang's story makes me out of control more than the teacher's story.

Because I recently reread Mao Mu's The Moon and Sixpence, I thought I looked like Terry, but after listening to Teacher Zhang's story, I thought she looked more like me, because her pursuit of literature was purer than mine, and she was even less worthy of fame and fortune.

and then

I think the sublimity of art lies not in the influence of works of art and contemporary people, but in the endless life of art itself.

No one can live since the Western Zhou Dynasty, but the Book of Songs can.

No one can live for hundreds of thousands of years like a fairy, but through the paintings preserved thousands of years ago, we can vaguely see the brushstrokes and feel people's thoughts at that time.

This is the value of art.

Let me also talk about my understanding of "absolute sublimity of art".

Since the birth of mankind, art has filled every corner.

Time is ruthless, and a person's life passes in the blink of an eye.

Many people have been making contributions to human society all their lives, but after all, they are just "unsung heroes". Decades have passed and their names have been forgotten by future generations. Hundreds of years have passed, and no one knows that this man will still be alive.

How to prove whether a person once existed in this world can be easily done by art creators, and music creators can create a unique music work, which can be signed and sealed; A painter can draw a picture, sign and seal it; Writers can sign and seal their own works;

Of course, there are more ways to preserve it, so I won't list them here.

But there is no doubt that after thousands of years, these works have been reopened, and people will know that there is such a person who can analyze his character through his works, although he doesn't know his appearance, and perhaps dig out more secrets in fault history from his works.

This is art, with eternal life and infinite significance.

A few years ago, artificial intelligence developed rapidly.

Alpha dogs can play Go, which makes people panic.

Will artificial intelligence continue to develop like this to replace human beings?

Smart artists often smile indifferently when they see such problems.

They know that a fixed algorithm will never have the ability of artistic creation.

They may edit good music through data analysis, but that is pseudo-art, because there are traces to follow.

They may turn photos into realistic oil paintings by painting colors, or they may paint colors casually like elephants to become so-called abstract paintings, but that is pseudo-art, because they follow the rules.

They may write a complete novel through the combination of thesaurus and the formulation of outline, but that is pseudo-art, because the written works must have no foreshadowing and no turning point.

It can even be predicted that the pseudo-art created by artificial intelligence may confuse the audience for a period of time, but it is also a short time, because people will soon find that the real art dominates the trend, while the pseudo-art created by artificial intelligence only knows to "follow the trend" through ready-made known data-they cannot predict the changes in human aesthetics because there are no traces of human aesthetic changes.

I believe that many artists who want to understand these truths, like me, are looking forward to the arrival of the era of artificial intelligence.

Because artificial intelligence can not only take away the artist's job, but also allow art to be repositioned by human groups.

When artificial intelligence completes all the work, it is the era when everyone is an artist.

This is art, a job that only humans or other intelligent creatures of the same level can do.

I talked about the troubles of the two teachers and my personal views. I believe that smart readers can understand the main idea I want to express.

Artistic creators really shouldn't be discriminated against.

Please give art a basic and heartfelt respect.

Finally, I recommend the lyrics of a song I like very much, "Three Fools". You can read this article with the mood of reading it. )

Lyrics:

A little man

Look, look, look, open your mouth.

That's the first fool

A little wish.

Thinking about going to school quickly

Can you, mom?

There must be many teachers and classmates with new schoolbags and books.

What about the first handkerchief?

I didn't expect to spend all my best years.

But can anyone leave the team?

Growing up is not playing.

You can't play with sand unless you draw.

Growth is learning grammar.

Is to learn calligraphy addition and subtraction.

Can't tell him apart, fool. You fool.

I am a fool. Who is a fool?

Stupid or not, time is the same as hunting.

Fool, you will be old in the blink of an eye.

Turn white in an instant

As time goes by, the scene changes.

Fools can only move on.

You can't fall in love so seriously. It's him.

Come on, second fool

Adults told him not to be afraid, not to be afraid of love and youth.

I will wait for him later.

So he lost his poetry and innocence in winter vacation and summer vacation.

Basketball comics and guitars

He finally cried, and the memory of that day was gone.

The last phoenix flower

If the world is flat, why do people?

We have to climb up.

Living is either a winner or a loser.

Dare you lose?

Can't tell him apart, fool. You fool.

I am a fool. Who is a fool?

Stupid or not, time is the same as hunting.

Fool, you will be old in the blink of an eye.

Turn white in an instant

As time goes by, the scene changes.

The fool is still struggling.

What formula can I find?

An incomplete answer

What sentence patterns can I say?

Sad grammar

Nineteen years later, I got five certificates.

There's still half the world.

Finally found out that I am

The first, the second and the third fool.

Is this story familiar? Have you ever been there?

Helpless? feel sorry

Stupidity is as priceless as stupidity.

After all, I am presbyopia.

Turn white in an instant

As time went on, tears exploded.

There are only three sad fools left.

Have to raise the volume.