Chapter 0106 – Painting Within a Painting (III)
“This is an earning board, used for pasting flat. Earn dry painting heart, framing pieces and all kinds of framing materials, drying rod you also do not understand? Of course it is used to dry the processed compound back paper, color paper and various materials!”
Song Jun while explaining to Zhuang Rui these tools in the room, while lecturing Zhuang Rui, as if he wanted to return the anger he had suffered before, back to Zhuang Rui’s body.
“This is the copy table, the row of brushes, the brown brush, the boundary ruler and the cutting board, that stone? That’s the calendaring stone, also called the grinding stone, it’s used for calendaring and smoothing the back of the framed piece.”
Zhuang Rui into here also feel novelty, rare Song Jun wants to be a teacher, he also asked one by one, but Master Fang is impatient, mouth heavy “hum”, said to Zhuang Rui: “young man, come here, put this painting spread on the copy table. Song Jun, do what you like, don’t make trouble here.”
Song Jun scratched his head and didn’t say anything. He wasn’t stupid, just now the old man’s behavior made him feel a hint of something wrong, so naturally he wanted to stay and see what mysteries were in this painting.
The copy table is made of glass desktop, built-in fluorescent light, on top of the copy table, there is another fluorescent light, which is used when unveiling the broken old painting, there must be an extremely strong light, in order to avoid the slightest carelessness, will be the old painting damage.
Zhuang Rui unfolded the scroll and laid it flat on the copy table, Master Fang first opened the fluorescent lamp in the table, and after observing it for a while, he opened the fluorescent lamp at the head up, and under the strong light, he wanted to see what changes would appear, but only after a long time, Master Fang shook his head in disappointment, and switched off both of them.
“Go fetch a basin of water ……”
The old master’s eyes did not leave the scroll, his mouth commanded, Zhuang Rui hurriedly picked up the basin in one corner of the room and walked to the door to receive a tray of water in.
Waiting for Zhuang Rui to come in, but found that the scroll’s heavenly rod and earthly rod and the head of the shaft, have been removed by Elder Fang. Only a scroll was left, and when he saw Zhuang Rui come in, the old master beckoned to him, signaling him to walk over.
When Zhuang Rui put the basin after the past, the old man with a hand only the size of a nail knife brush, dipped in the water, and then brushed against the lower left corner of the scroll, the water absorption of the paper is very good, the brush touched the paper, immediately absorbed point, and then the old man continued to dip into the water to brush, after three or five times, the lower left corner of the place that out of the about five or six square centimeters a piece of the place, all have been soaked through.
After waving his hand to let Zhuang Rui to the water basin away, the old man stretched out two fingers, in the corners of the micro-twisting rub, originally for the integration of the scroll, immediately divided into two pieces of paper, but did not appear Zhuang Rui imagined that the three pieces of paper, if this is the cat is so on the words to be recognized, then the original framing of this painting. It would be in vain to spend so much effort.
“Xiao Zhuang is it! This painting I suspect that there is another mystery inside, want to in this rice paper, and then uncovered a few layers to, just this painting used is cooked rice paper, more brittle, I’m afraid that in the uncovered layer of the time, there is a possibility that will be damaged, what do you mean?”
If this painting is Song Jun’s object, I’m afraid that the old man directly on the hand, but the owner of the painting is Zhuang Rui, he naturally have to ask first, otherwise the painting will be uncovered so that the damage, if nothing inside, it is not good to account for, although he is a generation of master framers, but also to be responsible for the guests.
At this moment, Zhuang Rui heart has long been happy flowers, but the words of the other master, or a little surprised, full of doubt and asked: “So thin a painting, but also to uncover a few layers?”
“Others can’t, I can naturally, you say it! Agree and I’ll reveal it, disagree and take the painting away.” Elder Fang replied dryly.
Zhuang Rui pretended to think for a while before speaking, “OK, Grandpa Fang, anyway, this painting is fake, let’s take it as spending three thousand dollars to see your old man’s handiwork.”
“It’s hard to say whether it’s real or fake now!”
The old man returned with a meaningful comment. It’s not that he thought Zhuang Rui could see through the mystery, but he had already guessed nine times out of ten in his own heart.
See Zhuang Rui nodded and agreed, the old man also came to the spirit, the weather in March is still a little cold, he took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, took out many bottles and jars in the house, as if in the preparation of pharmaceuticals in general, to the basin poured some of Zhuang Rui and Song Jun can not understand the liquid, and then let Zhuang Rui take it to stir up.
After Zhuang Rui stirred for about ten minutes, the liquid in the basin, which was originally like a paste, actually turned into a transparent color and was very thin, and when the old man saw it, he asked for the basin and put it at his feet, and then spread the Li Duan Duan picture on the table in reverse.
Then Master Fang found a brand new brush, put the soft bristle end into the basin, and after the transparent liquid soaked through the brush, he immediately brushed up the back of the painting, using one hand to exert force, just like writing calligraphy, and the force was even. In a few moments, the length and width of the painting in 187X72 centimeters long, has all been brushed with this transparent liquid.
This is not over, the old man from the room to find a hand-pressure spray can to, to brush the transparent liquid painting sprayed up, this pot mouth is extremely fine, sprayed out of the water are basically into a mist, these water contact with the picture, and immediately integrated into, just next to the eyes of Zhuang Rui carefully observed and Song Jun found that the water is only attached to the surface of the painting. It didn’t penetrate in at all.
“Alright, you two go wait outside!”
After seeing the crunch, Elder Fang was the one who gave the expulsion order, making Zhuang Rui and Song Jun greatly frustrated, just like watching a soccer match, the striker started to shoot an empty goal but the power went out, making people a little itchy.
But the law does not pass six ears, these old craftsmen pay great attention to the teacher ritual inheritance, uncovering the layer of this craft, but also very easy to be used by some people with improper intentions, Song Jun and Zhuang Rui is not his students, naturally, can not let them see uncovering the layer of the core technology, we must know that in today’s society, there are still so technical people, is absolutely a handful of people.
In the pre-liberation period, there are some craftsmen in order to profiteer, will make some uncovering layer framing painting things.
As we all know, rice paper with ink is very easy to render, almost every layer can be soaked in ink and calligraphy, the forger will be uncovered after the layer, a painting will become two or three, but uncovered the more layers, each painting on the ink and brush will be the more light, the forger will then use the rice paper framed several layers, in the ink and brush light and then add the same, after the treatment, the deceptive effect is even better, almost indistinguishable from the real one.
Painting uncovered layer of techniques since ancient times, if you need to mount the general level of painting and calligraphy or mounting craftsmen skills flat, will not or dare to go to the forgery, if it is a famous paintings encountered to the masters, was uncovered layer of the danger will be greatly increased. Therefore, many painters and calligraphers do not send valuable paintings and calligraphy to the hands of framers, but to do it themselves, personally framed.
This skill of Master Fang’s was not outsourced. Even amongst his few favorite disciples, only two or three of them were able to pass it on, so even though Zhuang Rui and Song Jun were outsiders, the old master didn’t want them to see it.
The two waited in the living room for about more than half an hour, during which Zhuang Rui ran back to the Mercedes-Benz car that, the two little ones to the wind for a while, and wait until the tea three times later, the old master opened the door of the framing room, his face showed a very tired look, but his eyes are gleaming, appearing to be somewhat excited.
“Xiao Zhuang, you’ve gotten lucky.”
The old man’s first words after he came out made Song Jun and Zhuang Rui uncertain, just Zhuang Rui’s look, naturally, was feigned.
“Come in with me!”
Elder Fang didn’t explain, turned around and walked back, Zhuang Rui and Song Jun followed closely, and just as he entered the room, he saw that on the large, flat wall, there were two paintings pasted on it.
Obviously, that hides half a century of Tang Bohu “Li Duan Duan Tu”, to today is to reveal the true face, Zhuang Rui went up to carefully make a comparison of the two paintings, the content of the two paintings is naturally the same, but in the character of the expression of the subtleties of a glance can be distinguished from different, a painting of a character dull and godless, and the picture has appeared cracked, and the other above the ladies are The woman on the other one is looking forward to the bright, realistic expression, suspected to be out of the painting in general.
“This …… this, how is this possible, Grandpa Fang, how is this possible?”
Song Jun and Zhuang Rui is different, Zhuang Rui just stand in front of the painting simply to appreciate, while Song Jun is holding a magnifying glass almost put his face on it, to be put down the magnifying glass when, is already surprised to speak are not fluent.
Song Jun is also a long time to play calligraphy and painting people, naturally can distinguish the authenticity of the two paintings in front of them, looking at the uncovered that “Li Duan Duan Tu” on the number of bright red Inscription, and each Inscription represents the famous characters, to Song Jun immersed in painting and calligraphy for many years of professionalism, almost can be concluded that this painting is from the hand of Tang Bohu authentic.
“What’s impossible, are you trying to say that the Li Duan Duan drawing is now in Nanjing? Hmph, back then I saw that painting had traces of forgery, although it was also painted by someone from the Ming Dynasty, but it was not the authentic work of Tang Bohu, this painting is out of the world, I’ll see the old face of those people, where to put it, haha.”
Elder Fang seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the person who appraised that Li Duan Duan painting in Nanjing in the first place, and was laughing freely at the moment, while Song Jun was looking his eyes towards Zhuang Rui, his face presenting an unbelievable expression.
“Brother Song, in this painting, there is another painting? The two paintings seem about the same!”
Zhuang Rui pretended to be innocent and asked Song Jun.
“You …… you, almost, poor to heaven, I say you kid, how is so good luck ah! Wang Shizhen’s manuscript was touched by you, go to trip to the black market to others do not want to buy the fake paintings, which actually hides a real painting, I Song Jun in this line also played two or three decades, how never picked up such a leak ah!”
Song Jun looked at Zhuang Rui, could not stop shaking his head, but he did not suspect that Zhuang Rui can see the authenticity of this painting in advance, after all, this painting has been handed down a few times, but also through the appraisal of a number of people, the degree of professionalism, far from Zhuang Rui can be compared to, and even Master Fang such a personage, if it is not from the framing of the place, can not be found in which to hide the mystery.