Glass Butterfly

Before the Golden Week in October, Ruan Youqing's award-winning works were safely sent back to Tubai.

In fact, the size of the gallery is enough to set up an exhibition. After all, Noah’s personal art exhibition was held here before, and there have been no interruptions in large and small art exhibitions since then. There is at least one exhibition every month for collectors and artists to communicate.

But this time for Ruan Youqing's solo exhibition, Tang Tu paid a lot of money to rent the large exhibition hall on the first floor, and prepared the website and promotion early. exhibition venue.

In fact, even if he didn't go to the scene, he had a rough idea. Recently, whenever Tang Tu made new progress, he would show it to him after he got home from get off work. Sometimes it was a photo, and sometimes it was a live video.He will be notified as soon as possible about the order in which the works are placed, as small as the entrance souvenirs.He understood that Tang Tu understood people's hearts and the market better than he did, so he basically didn't raise any objections, and everything was carried out step by step according to the team's plan.

There are two scrolling electronic screens at the door, playing the Jinze Award winning records and Ruan Youqing's working video clips in a loop.After that, a few familiar faces appeared. In addition to Tang Tu, Miu Kawai, his university tutor, and Noah, a well-known British painter in domestic collector circles, stood for him.

"When did you do it..." Ruan Youqing was a little awkward when he saw himself working for the first time. He seemed different in the camera and in the mirror.

"It was taken last week when they went to a meeting at home. You were too focused at the time, and didn't pay attention to talking to you." Tang Tu looked at the busy figure on the screen with satisfaction. A strand of hair is a work of art in itself.

As soon as you enter the exhibition hall, you have to pass through a cold-toned glass Rubik's Cube room. Gentle light sources from all directions penetrate the square pieces of glass, casting colorful shadows on the ground. Instantly blend into the whimsical journey.

Ruan Youqing stood in the hazy space. He only proposed a vague idea before, and the curatorial team completed such an installation design. He looked at Tang Tu's profile, which had turned pink and purple, and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"How can Teacher Youngqing work so hard? He's been busy for the past two months." Tang Tu plucked his long bangs with his fingers: "It's time to fix your hair, and I'll take you there tomorrow. Let's go in and see the actual effect first. Although it has been confirmed many times in the video, the feeling of the scene is still different.” He then took the brochure on the glass podium in the corner and stuffed it to Ruan Youqing, the pure white cover was cleverly designed, and several colored glass letters were placed on the ground upside down. The reflected shadow is the positive title "shadowflow".

The first exhibition hall is named after the title of the work "Rebirth", and only the award-winning sculpture is placed. The lighting in the exhibition hall is beautiful and soft, and a few clusters of light are set up for the butterflies alone, with fine blue wings following the footsteps. The transformations present different colors.The light flows on the web of the remnant wings, like the rushing blood of a butterfly.The light beam casts butterfly shadows on the surrounding walls, creating a painting of its own.

The guide line leads to the next section, suggesting that the title on the glass panel is glued with luminous fiberglass: "Escape from the Twilight Layer".

Walking into the next exhibition hall, the light is even more dim, and the light source is directly below several glass sculptures. In the small dark hall, there are several Amakusa jellyfish floating like ghosts.Transparent acrylic booths of different heights and jellyfish in different shapes and movements, immersed in the dark blue light, create a sense of mystery in the deep sea. The dancing mouth and wrist seem to be drifting with the undercurrents of the twilight zone.These Amakusa jellyfish have sharp lacerations and bite marks on different parts, or a piece of filament-like tentacles is broken, or the edge of the full and smooth canopy is missing, or the translucent ribbon-like mouth and wrist are torn, and The part of the gap is covered by a layer of lace-like network with transparent tissue as thin as silk thread, which seems to continue the theme of rebirth.

The dim light enters the transparent body of the jellyfish, and rotates with small changes. When you get close to the sculpture, you can even hear the subtle sound of water and bubbles played from the hidden speakers. Released slowly in a wonderful glass sculpture.

In the slightly cool air-conditioning temperature, even the author himself can feel goosebumps.

"It's so beautiful." Although it made him a little shy to say that like boasting, Ruan Youqing still couldn't help sighing, "You are amazing."

Tang Tu seemed to be amused by him, and teased softly: "Teacher, this is your work."

Hearing him call her teacher so straightforwardly, Ruan Youqing's ears warmed up, and she didn't know how to answer.Tang Tu didn't care, and turned around and plunged into the quiet darkness. At the entrance was a bright red reminder "The Other Shore".

There are floor-to-ceiling mirrors on both sides, a space of three meters wide and five meters long. Both sides of the dark road are covered with calf-high Bianhua flowers, which are magnified and extended by the opposite mirrors to form a boundless flower field, like a magical red lake.The embedded LED floor lamp is lit from bottom to top. The red flower path is gorgeous and mysterious. When you squat down and look closely, you can find that the red color of each flower spreads from the center of the petals to the outside, gradually fades, and transitions from red like blood to Transparent and colorless.At the end of each radial red silk stamen is embedded a sesame seed-sized gold foil, which is finely and intertwined, like a galaxy falling in blood.

"This space can be regarded as a check-in space. You don't need great skills to produce films. Young people should like it." Tang Tu stretched out his hand and pointed towards the exit. There was the only side light and a palm-sized indicator on the ground. A simple camera is drawn on it, intimately reminding those who want to take pictures that this is the best place.

"Sit there or squat there, and I'll take a picture for you." Tang Tu took out his phone, and Ruan Youqing sat on the ground according to his instructions.But he was not very good at taking pictures, so he didn't know where to look, so he raised his eyes to see Tang Tu's reflection in the mirror.

The man also sat on the ground, lowered his phone, and quickly took a few pictures.

Most of the face is hidden in the darkness, and the light is hidden from the slanted side, only a beautiful outline is vaguely outlined, which seems to have been designed by countless attempts.

They crossed the flower path, and the other shore actually lit up.

In the pure white space with a dreamy atmosphere, the cherry blossoms stand in the center of the white cube, held up by the one-meter-high acrylic booth, and the tapestry hangs down like a waterfall covering the acrylic booth, and the petals that touch the ground are broken and scattered on the ground. nearby.And below is a slightly shorter booth. The rabbit blowing bubbles is standing not far from the tree. There are a few more soap bubbles, which are hung from the ceiling by a very thin transparent fishing line between the rabbit and the cherry tree. All around, blowing a breath can make it shake gently, and the light colored bubbles sway and sway on the pure white ground.

The last pointing sign, one side is the current exhibition hall "Throbbing of Spring", and the other side points to the last space, "Damp Corner" named after the work.

His first graduation work was placed there alone in the dilapidated cabinet collected by Tang Tu.

But a small piece of new fungus protruded from the back of the cabinet. Translucent mushrooms emerged one after another from a rotten branch extending from the back of the cabinet, and some of them were trampled tottering.

They followed the deer's footsteps out of the exhibition hall and came to the bright room, as if returning to reality in an instant. The glass paperweights and limited glass pendants with clearly marked prices were neatly placed in the container. Ruan Youqing looked down at the price card, his thoughts are still a little wandering.

"How is it? Is the teacher satisfied with our arrangement?"

How could he be dissatisfied? He never dreamed that he would have such a personal exhibition.

Tang Tu pulled him aside and sat down on a chair, telling him that this was a simple resting area, and Ruan Youqing would stay here during the first week of the solo exhibition and every weekend.

"When the time comes, Hanyi and I will be here to accompany you." Seeing his retreat, Tang Tu pulled the chair closer in a comforting manner, "There will be collectors and people in the industry who want to communicate with the artist, if it is In your case... probably there will be girls who want to take a photo with you." He said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ruan Youqing turned around and hugged him.The exquisitely designed exhibition halls just kept floating in my mind, and the creation process of each work from scratch was also interrupted from time to time, and even the childish watercolors and sketches over the years emerged.The memory fragments ran amok without any rules, and Tang Tu asked him what was wrong, but he could only hold down his fierce heartbeat and suppress the turbulence in his chest, and reluctantly said: "I want to vomit."

"It was like this for the first time." Tang Tu hugged him and stroked his back, whispering in his ear, "Actually, I only watched it once yesterday, and it was shocking at that time. I didn't even know Bu How much time has passed..." He took Ruan Youqing's hand and kneaded the fingers one by one, from the fingertips to the back of the hand, "When I think that these are all made with hands, I am so moved that I want to cry... Oh, you , why...don't really cry..."

Tang Tu smiled and wiped away that tear for him: "How can I be so moved by myself..."

Ruan Youqing shook her head vigorously: "No."

He didn't know how to express his mood at the moment. He looked at Tang Tu now, and for some reason, his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

It turned out that when he felt strong love, he would really experience physical pain. His heart throbbed so hard that his palms were sweating.

Another tear was sucked in by the cloth on Tang Tu's shoulder, and he tried to call out to his lover in front of him, and the pain seemed to subside after repeating again and again: "Tang Tu, Tang Tu..."

The other party agreed after hearing a sentence: "Yes."

"Are you in pain too..." Thinking that a person who is so afraid of pain might also be enduring this, he became more and more sad.

Tang Tu had never seen Ruan Youqing like this.

This young man who is as clean and gentle as a brook always seems to be a little more rational than others.

He is so transparent that people feel that he does not belong to this world, but is just a bystander.

Now this bystander in his arms is suddenly fragile like glass that is about to break, passively, with few chances to express his repressed emotions, complex and heavy, with two round tears falling on Tang Tu's heart one after the other. The back of his hands and shoulders made him suddenly feel that this person, at this very moment, could finally belong to him completely.

Ruan Youqing hugged him tightly, like hugging driftwood in the waves.

"Did I hurt you?" Ruan Youqing seemed to be talking to herself.

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