我读南田之一——不懂南田毕加索的好友,钢琴家鲁宾斯坦,看老毕画了近五十幅同样的静物,看得厌烦,忍不住问:你怎么搞的?天天画同样的东西,不厌倦吗?毕加索盯着他看了半天:你知道你在胡说什么吗?每一分钟我都是不同的我,每一个钟头都有新的光线,从那瓶酒我每天都看到不同的个性,不同的世界里的不同生命,一切都不同。从此鲁宾斯坦重弹每一首曲子也都能让人听出新的韵昧来。鲁宾斯坦看不懂毕加索,更别说看懂中国绘画了。中国传统绘画,倒正是常常重弹一曲而韵味自殊的。不过在古时候它有的是知韵得味的欣赏者,而今天,尽管拍卖会上时时爆出惊天巨价,但那主要是财富的响动,艺术的光泽已十分黯淡了。 I read one of the Nantian - do not understand Nantian Picasso’s friend, pianist Rubenstein, see the old completed nearly fifty painted the same still life, see boring, could not help but ask: how do you do? Draw the same every day Picasso stared at him for a long time: Do you know what you’re talking nonsense? Every minute I am different, I have a new light every hour, from the bottle of wine I see every day To different personalities, different lives in different worlds, everything is different. Since then, Rubenstein rehearsed each song can also make people hear new rhyme. Rubinstein can not read Picasso, let alone understand Chinese painting. Chinese traditional painting, it is often rebuke a song and its own charm. However, in ancient times it was an admirer of rhyme and rhyme. Today, despite the alarming price of the auction at the moment, it is mainly a response to wealth. The luster of the art has been very bleak.