Almighty painter

Chapter 203 Traitor

Chapter 203 Traitor
Anna put down the oil paintbrush,

On the canvas in front of the woman, there is a colorful space intertwined with light and dark.

Although imitation,

Miss Elena still kept the general composition of Detective Cat unchanged, but adjusted the picture slightly.

she conceived,

The brightness of the starlight is deliberately increased to create a three-dimensional visual illusion-it seems to be placed in a place very far away from humans.The desert in the distance is treated with a slightly cooler color, and the desert in the near view is treated with a warmer color. This is because the color temperature will change when the light enters the human pupil with different distances.

Intense starlight reflects off the dunes and canyons to the backlit areas in wonderful, warm complementary colors.

This is simply a textbook classic picture processing.

Perfect and not rigid, very aura.

Anna didn't even need to think about any composition theory of the object board at all. When she saw the canvas, the way the relevant areas should be handled appeared in her mind.

Naturally, it will follow suit.

unfortunately,

Everything is fine when the concept is conceived, but it is not the same thing at all after the pen is written.

If her art appreciation ability is 60%, her painting talent is even a [-]% pass is an extravagant hope, maybe it is only a single digit.

Anna looked down at her palms.

The fingertips are slender, the complexion is fair and crystal clear, and the joints are slender and well-proportioned. They can be directly used to take photos of Cartier's diamond ring promotion.

But when she picks up a paintbrush... there's always a little... weird clumsiness.

It doesn't make sense at all!

Unlike her leg muscles, her hands do not have any physical defects. Her bones are soft and her joints are flexible. She has even learned some classical musical instruments since she was a child, and she is quite talented.

When Anna plays the violin, she can easily handle complex fingertip movements such as bow jumping or vibrato, and her voice is ethereal without lag.

Whenever she switched to painting, no matter how abundant her theoretical knowledge was, she was still in a hurry like a housewife who just learned how to light a stove facing a frying pan.

Sometimes,
It really can only be helplessly attributed to the lack of talent points here.

Not good at is not good at.

Not all big and tall people are suitable for playing basketball, and those with long legs and long feet may not necessarily become Bolt, and it is also completely unreasonable.

People who are very good at certain types of creations or very bad at certain types of creations can be encountered in the field of art, even more common than in sports.

The proportion of the latter is much higher than that of the former.

Can't imagine,
What is your life?
Life is not fair, and talent is only a trivial aspect of it.

Anna is not just an exception.

Almost every teacher who runs art training classes has encountered this type of student.

Some children are born with indistinguishable pitch, their voices are narrow, their eggs are not round no matter how they are practiced, and their sense of space is even more messed up.

It's just to see if the training teacher will take the risk of offending others and kindly tell the parents that the other's child is not suitable for learning art.

Anna happened to be bad at something that happened to be her favorite field.

In addition, her wealth is enough to allow her to pursue what she likes without asking for anything, which is why she is so entangled.

"The pen is sluggish, emotionally dull, amateur-level paintings, completely unqualified." The girl scanned her own works with the strict standards of the editor of "Oil Painting", and criticized mercilessly.

Anna knew before she wrote,

It is completely impossible for me to handle the most controlled oil painting knife.

Therefore, Anna simply did not expect to paint with a knife. She only kept the basic composition of Detective Cat and switched to her favorite Renoir-style fine-grained and beautiful impressionist painting style.

Still mediocre.

It is similar to Gu Weijing's attempt to draw a new style of line draft.

Even though the Impressionists were not known for their complicated techniques, Miss Irina still struggled to paint.

She almost tried her best to control the pen holder, fighting against the disobedient brush, and she has long neglected the expression of soul and emotional investment.

Simple and serious——

It is the limit of emotions that Anna's picture techniques can express with her efforts.

Li Bai's enthusiastic soul was thrown into the body of an illiterate person, and a great orator like Mark Twain was reincarnated into a severe stutterer.

Empty passion.

However, it is trapped under the surface of the canvas by the clumsy technique like the iron railings of a prison, and cannot be released from the surging waves.

This is the truest feeling of Anna when she paints.

"Ugh……"

Anna sighed lowly as she looked at the finished, rigid and boring picture in front of her.

Two years ago,
When she was about to graduate, she followed a retired old editor of "Oil Painting" magazine to Japan during her internship to participate in the final scene of the Asian Children's Artist Competition held in Tokyo by the Toyota Corporation Foundation.

The average age of those contestants was much younger than Miss Elena at that time.

The painting level of each one has already been tested by some famous masters, and the flow of pen and ink is full of amazing talent and talent.

Anna sat in the VIP auditorium with no expression on her face, but she was quite envious in her heart.

She was born with things that countless people can't get in a lifetime, only the painting talent she hopes to have the most, just like her aunt said, Anna really doesn't have it.

At this time, the oil painting on canvas in front of her, no matter in terms of technique or emotional effect, can't even reach the fur of Detective Cat Sister.

"I have witnessed the brilliance of the stars, but when I received them in my palm, there was not even a trace of afterglow."

Anna leaned lightly on the back of the wheelchair, talking quietly to herself.

"It's cruel."

The springer spaniel on one side is no longer playing tennis either.

August moved closer to the wheelchair, and the big dog turned his head to look at Anna's painting in front of him, and whimpered again.

It opened its mouth and licked the sleeve of the hostess' wrist with its slightly rough tongue.

Turning around, she gently brushed Anna's palm with her short fluffy tail in a considerate manner.

"You don't need to comfort me. I'm not sad and depressed. Sadness can't change anything. I'm just feeling a little bit emotional."

With itchy palms, Anna stroked her pet dog's brown tail and giggled lightly.

Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning is self-evident.

The same is true of artistic accomplishment, and what is important is to be influenced by what we see and hear.

Anna's hunting dog has seen more authentic masterpieces of famous paintings every year than a normal person has seen in a lifetime.

The technique of the master's handwriting is like a mighty river flowing in front of him, even a stone should become somewhat moist.

She has always felt that her August blood is impure, but she is extremely smart and possesses a very high artistic and aesthetic accomplishment.

There are times when Anna is not at home, Mama the nurse told her.

This big dog often goes to the collection studio with a glass curtain wall at home by himself, lying all day long.

It is also quite incredible to think about it.

Dogs have extremely high IQs, and they can not only undertake search and rescue missions, but New Zealand animal protection organizations have trained dogs accordingly, and they can even learn to drive a special BMW MINI car in eight weeks.

however,
The eyesight of a dog can only be at a medium level among animals, and its ability to observe moving objects in dark conditions is more acute than that of humans, but its ability to capture still life such as picture scrolls is average.

At the same time, because the light-sensing cells of the optic nerve are different, most pet dogs can only distinguish a limited number of colors.

For the colorful oil paintings, it should be hard to understand.

Anna once consulted her family doctor about this issue.

The other party analyzed that it may be because the nose of dogs is too sensitive. Springer Spaniel is a common police dog breed, which can smell the smell of gasoline or fuel with a dose of one-billionth of a teaspoon.

They have a certain sense of "mind reading", and can distinguish the good or bad mood of human beings only through the changes of the most subtle gas factors floating in the air.

This big dog probably just likes the smell of paint.

On the other hand, there is a high probability that Auguste is not really able to understand the quality of artworks. It is more likely that he can smell the changes in the mood of human audiences in appreciating different oil paintings, and make different Just a reaction.

of course,

This is already a very smart dog can do it.

Anna didn't like this unaesthetic answer very much.

She felt more emotionally that her August would really appreciate the beauty of art. Her aunt did not really leave, but looked at the world and her from time to time through the brown oval pupils of her pet dog. favorite niece.

"Come on, let me tell you a secret."

She stretched out her hand, grabbed August's two front paws vigorously, let it rest on her lap, and hugged the other's dog's head.

Anna poked lightly at the big dark brown ear of the other party, and said slowly: "I secretly signed a female painter from Algeria. This is the first time in my life that I have such a relationship with a painter who lives in the world. closely linked together."

"She is the kind of genius who is full of talent, the kind of genius who is doomed to be unable to match her sporadic achievements no matter how hard I work in my life. But apart from techniques, this sister is still a rough jade that lacks polishing. Sometimes, I even You will feel that she is even a little green."

"August, I will do my best to help her. Protect her from the trivialities of the world. I hope that I can be a small footnote in her remarkable life story. Maybe many years later, she really Can draw the most dreamed works in my heart, what do you think?"

The springer spaniel looked at his mistress quietly, and shook his ears lightly, as if he was concentrating on listening to Miss Irina's little dream that was unknown to outsiders.

A strong wind blew from the sky, shaking the branches and leaves of the walnut tree.

Anna lightly pressed the flying skirt, raised her head, and saw a blue and white A109 light helicopter produced by Italian backbone airline Agusta passing by at a low altitude of more than [-] meters, and went straight to the lake with white paint. A water helipad with a big H painted on it.

Anna looked at the helicopter blowing waves of ripples over the tarmac, as if remembering something annoying, she frowned and shook her head slightly.

"Pompous."

The girl picked up the walkie-talkie she had placed on the armrest of the wheelchair when she was painting, and lightly contacted the housekeeper and nurse who were on standby not far away.

"Cousin Ole is here, I want to go back."

……

"You may have read in your high school textbooks that, generally speaking, historically, the Austrian nobles were much wealthier than their German cousins. But since the Abolition of the Nobles Act signed by Parliament in 1919, our Karl After the emperor was ruthlessly removed from the throne, the First Austrian Republic treated the nobles much harsher and more ruthlessly than the Weimar Republic at the same time. Not only did the land and titles be confiscated, but even the aristocratic symbols in the surname were declared illegal. , many people fell into exile because of this..."

Ole von Kruger, with deep-set eyes, slightly high cheekbones, and dark, slightly curly hair.

His handsome facial features are three-point similar to the photos of Wittgenstein, the philosopher who is known as the perfect lover of European girls.

In fact, it may not be entirely a coincidence.

The traditional families of the Austro-Hungarian Empire were known for their love of marriage, and almost every ancient surname was related to each other.

academically,
Wittgenstein is probably one of the most important philosophers of the twentieth century.

But from the perspective of influence on modern European history, Wittgenstein may not be the one with the greatest achievements in their family.As some of the most prominent surnames in the Austro-Hungarian Empire, his father was the largest steel tycoon in Europe, and his mother came from a scholarly family and was the cousin of the economist Hayek.

Such a noble family name,

Ole thought that if he only had to spend half an hour rummaging, he would be able to find some Wittgenstein cousins ​​on the family tree made of the huge cashmere tapestry in his living room.

Like—he was also the cousin of the last heiress of the ancient name Elena.

Correct,
Ole also came from an old aristocratic family of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

But it's different from the Anna family.

Because after the collapse of the Habsburg dynasty, he was unwilling to remove the "Feng" symbol that represented the honor of the ancestors. The elders of his great-grandfather brought gold and silver to enrich the whole family.

Similar to many Laoqian families, they like to take root in the financial industry that pays attention to contacts and traditional heavy industrial fields.

Most of Kruger's family members studied finance and have shares in several European private banks with a history of more than a century.

Ole himself also manages a private equity fund with a scale of about 1.8 million euros. He also has dual citizenships of Spain and Germany. According to blood pedigree, he is theoretically the 96th heir to the Spanish royal family.

Since adolescence, Ole has belonged to the kind of "male enemy" in the eyes of others.

money and blood,
With these two weapons, Ole has almost never failed in love.

Legally speaking, he is just an ordinary citizen in Germany, and such a remote royal line has almost nothing to do with inheriting the great treasure unless there is another black death.

But when it comes to picking up girls.

The "noble" pedigree is more effective than the hand-made custom suit and his SLS antique Mercedes-Benz sports car.

In old Europe,
Today in the 21st century, there are still quite a few innocent girls who are willing to have a dewy love affair with a humble prince like Ole. If they can marry a wealthy Cinderella and become Snow White, it will be in line with the most ardent dreams of girls.

right now,

Accompanied by the butler of the manor, Ole walked in the hallway of the manor covered with Turkish tapestry carpets.

In a calm tone, he was introducing his cousin to his girlfriend, a second-tier actress known for her sex appeal who had just hooked up at the Berlin Film Festival not long ago.

"... Cousin Anna's family has been famous for their love of art since the time of Joseph II. Their family belongs to the kind of nobles who accept the new government most gently, and refuses to go into exile or engage in negotiations with the crown prince of the Habsburg family. Restoration movement, what is the Danube Federation Kingdom?"

"Probably for this reason, the council regarded the Yi Lianna family as a model willing to cooperate, and returned almost all of their land and manor. Moreover, the descendants were weak, and several branches were passed on to her. Today, My cousin Anna is still one of the largest landowners in this country, and even has ranches and soybean plantations under her name in Latin America."

"A traitor?"

When the actress wearing the toad mirror walks, she almost snuggles into the arms of the young and rich Prince Charming next to her.

She held a slender lady's cigarette between her fingers painted with Kodan, painted a smoke ring in a charming way, and then said casually.

"What?" Ole didn't hear clearly.

"You just said that she belongs to the kind of nobles who accept the new government most gently. The parliament regards the Irina family as a model willing to cooperate..."

The actress revealed a charming smile in her self-confessed sense of humor, "I'm a traitor among you."

Ole looked embarrassed.

This is true, but now money is the boss.

Anna was probably one of the few young women in their circle who was financially best.

Don't look at the difference in size from many Forbes rich list's net worth of tens of billions.

But the inheritance of family wealth is very stable, especially the assets are of high quality.

Old money in old Europe has always looked down on those criminals. The trend has come. It can only be a fortune teller if they can make billions or tens of billions in a decade or two.

Especially now that the art market is so hot,
It took a few years to gradually sell the thousands of works of famous artists in the Elena family studio, or simply find a relatively large art fund on Wall Street to cooperate with, and the cash flow in exchange was as much as any listed company would take. not come out.

to be frank,
Ole really didn't dare to offend his beautiful cousin who looked like a fairy.

Especially if you say such things in someone else's manor, you are too good at reading air.

He secretly scolded the other party in his heart for being a good hand at tearing up B with other actresses on Twitter, and he was completely clueless in his usual speech, so he really shouldn't have brought the other party to his cousin's birthday party.

Ole smiled, patted the other party's swaying buttocks, and made up his mind to go back and kick this stupid woman off.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the butler in a tuxedo and the maid in a white petticoat in front of him. He didn't know whether it was professionalism or he didn't hear it. Anyway, there was no unhappy expression on his face, so he was a little relieved.

The butler led Ole to the door of the reception hall of the manor, knocked lightly on the door, and opened the door for him after hearing the lady's response from the room.

In the meeting room.

A woman in a dress is sitting peacefully on a sofa chair by the hearth, a desert-themed oil painting is placed by the window, and she is holding a white paper in her hand.

There was also a big dog lying quietly at her feet.

 I accept everyone's criticism, but I'm really a relative newcomer.Many plots are written slowly, but I really put my heart into it. If I change them rashly, I worry that the reading experience will be worse. I hope everyone can understand.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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