43 Mu Qian cracked down on fakes, this is fake painting
This distant mountain painting by Ranmu has never been exhibited in public, and only Ranmu's agent has revealed the existence of this painting.
She also published half of the photo of the distant mountains, but that half of the photo almost sent the entire collecting world into shock and madness.
So when Zhong Limo spread the news about the finale of this exhibition, all the collectors who received the invitation came out in droves.
Now, Mu Qian actually clearly pointed out that this painting was fake in front of so many people.
This not only questioned Zhong Limo, but also severely slapped the faces of everyone present.
Naturally, they would not allow such a thing.
"I advise Miss Yun not to be so arbitrary. You can't say this nonsense." The leading man stepped forward, stared at Mu Qian and asked, "How much does Miss Yun know about Chinese painting? Which university did you graduate from?
Which major in painting? Or which master do you study under?"
The man following behind him echoed, "This is not a child's play house. He opens his mouth with red lips and white teeth. If there is no accumulation of professional knowledge, it will be the biggest joke."
Zhong Limo felt more confident when she saw everyone's collective condemnation.
How could she be frightened by someone who had never been admitted to college? She probably didn't even know what Chinese painting was in the first half of her life.
Traditional Chinese painting appraisal is not an industry that can be entered casually. It requires the accumulation of profound knowledge.
"Qianqian, if you don't know how to draw, we can replace you, but you can't talk nonsense like that, it will make people laugh."
Mu Qian moved closer to the hanging painting, unwilling to pay attention to the people behind her.
"This painting is indeed an imitation to the extreme. It perfectly inherits Ranmu's style in terms of color and painting techniques. There is a bit of plain and graceful elegance in the generous atmosphere. Even the signature handwriting below is almost exactly the same.
It’s a pity that what’s fake will always be fake, even if it’s hung in a magnificent place, it’s still fake.”
"Whether it's the style or the use of colors, it's obvious that this painting was painted by Ranmu." The man who had just spoken to Mu Qian retorted.
Xiaoya introduced in a low voice behind Mu Qian, "That's Song Renfu, a well-known collector in the imperial capital. I once attended the old man's class."
I heard that this man is also famous for being an antique collector, and he never makes mistakes.
"Mr. Song is a leader among appraisers, and his abilities are well-known. One is a famous appraiser, and the other is a yellow-haired girl who came from the countryside and didn't even go to school for a few days. Let's
It’s very clear who to trust.”
When he said this, everyone present laughed out loud.
To make up lies on such an occasion, one can imagine that even if one comes from a wealthy family, family education is still very important.
"Really? How do you know this is true?" Mu Qian asked.
Song Renfu raised his hand, and Zhong Limo, who was standing beside him, understood what he meant and stepped forward to open the glass cabinet that locked the painting.
Almost as soon as the glass cabinet was opened, the water glass in Song Renfu's hand spilled out.
"Ah!" Zhong Limo exclaimed, covering her lips.
The transparent liquid hit the drawing paper and flowed down along the lines, dripping onto the ground.
But the landscape, water, sky and earth in the painting showed no signs of blooming and were still intact.
"Ranmu's paintings are famous for being unique from paper to ink. The paper and ink he used do not melt when exposed to water. This is well known in the industry." Song Renfu took the handkerchief from the entourage and wiped his palms.
Mu Qian almost laughed out loud, thinking that he was such a powerful person. He could even use the ink on his paintings as a means of identification.
Not to mention this technology in today's intercontinental world, even in Wuzhou Continent, where she lives, the counterfeiters have already used it to great proficiency.
"Since you know that Ranmu's paintings are rare starting from the material, you should know that the paint he used is also a special mineral. Look up at the distant mountain Dai." Mu Qian reminded.
Everyone's eyes fell on the mist-shrouded mountain peaks in the painting. The ore used for the color of indigo is said to be the color that Ranmu mixed himself. It is unique in terms of proportion and color.
Mu Qian then snapped her fingers. After hearing her instructions, Xiaoya raised her hand and pulled down the switch.
The huge venue was instantly plunged into darkness, with only the sunlight filtering through the small windows on the wall keeping everyone from going dark.
"The ore used by Yenmu is mixed with a certain proportion of pigments to form the mountain daisy. It is the most commonly used color on the mountaintops in his paintings. Because of the color of the ore itself, it will have a light luster in the dark.
But if you look at the top of the mountain in this painting, you can see that such a bright color is mixed with fluorescent agents, and the film has just been formed, so the color is still very bright."
In the darkness, the top of the mountain in this painting does indeed shine very brightly, much brighter than the dark colors in other paintings by Ranmu.
"Impossible!" Zhong Limo suddenly collapsed, "I checked carefully and the color was not like this when I bought it!"
Why has it become so bright now?
"It's your own collection. No one can take it away, unless the painting is tampered with."
Mu Qian turned on the flashlight with her cell phone as she spoke, then lowered her head close to the scroll and found a light brown dust on the paper.
"The usual method used by counterfeiters is that fluorescent agents are incomparable with natural minerals, so when the painting is finished, they are covered with a darker color to block the brightness of the fluorescent agent. Over time, the color will fall off, and the original fluorescent agent will
His appearance was revealed."
"In addition, there are also fluorescent agents scattered in many places on this painting. You can take a good look."
There was no need for Mu Qian to remind him. Song Renfu just poured a glass of water on it, which washed away the covering ink and made the dots on the painting more obvious.
These are all small tricks. Pay more attention when checking to avoid being cheated like this.
Thinking of this, Mu Qian looked at Zhong Limo, whose face turned pale. She originally thought he was such a powerful character.
Unexpectedly, the embroidered pillow was just a bag of straw, empty and empty inside.
The questions that Mu Qian pointed out have been laid out in front of everyone, and everyone here is also quite accomplished in painting.
Of course these problems can be seen at a glance.
Song Renfu was silent. This imitation painting was so superb that he was blinded by it.
Xiaoya saw that it was almost done and continued to turn on the switch. The light suddenly dazzled everyone's eyes.
"I'm not someone who doesn't know how to paint. Look at the trees by the lake. Ranmu, who rarely paints landscapes, starts from the middle of the tree when painting trees. But this painting clearly starts from the bottom of the tree.
, the ink stains are smudged differently, affecting the texture of the entire tree.”
This is an extremely inconspicuous tree, and the artistic conception of the whole painting is not based on such a tree.
Who can think so much...
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Mu Qian: Is it okay if I crack down on counterfeiting?
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