Almighty painter

Chapter 319 Breakthrough Opportunity
A yellow bird of unknown species landed on the broken sculpture by the water. It curiously looked at the pair of young people on the lawn with its tiger-skin-colored pupils, thinking about the unsealed bag of bodyguards not far away. Can you allow yourself to jump over and peck at the puffed wheat crisps on the lawn?

"Meow."

Yellow Bird turned his head and found a bored big cat squatting under the sculpture and staring at him.

Probably in its mind, it was treated like a snack like wheat crisps after a meal.

The bird was startled, chirped twice, jumped up and flew away again.

Awang bared his teeth and waved his claws, feeling a little frustrated.Before she gained weight, she would pounce on this stupid bird that didn't know whether to live or die.

She stared at the grove where the yellow bird disappeared in the distance, and hesitated for a few seconds.

Forget it, let it go.

Every day when I lie down at my feet, roll around, stretch out my neck and act cute, my big sister will feed me delicious food. I am too lazy to compete with these housekeepers.

She looked away.

Gu Weijing was still lying flat on Sakai Shengzi's lap, and neither of them spoke.

Miss Sakai is playfully using a small rubber band to braid the longest patch of hair on her boyfriend's forehead.

Gu Weijing was sorting out his thoughts and savoring what the girl told him about "the state of mind is like porcelain".

Awang wrinkled his nose as he looked at this scene full of the sour smell of love.

This cat, who yearned for freedom, suddenly felt that she had been maliciously isolated by life.

She rolled her eyes at Gu Weijing.

Awang's self-esteem was hit by the opponent's disgusting action of pushing him off his chest just now.

If the cat is unhappy, the cat will ignore you.

Awang jumped to Miss Sakai and licked the back of her hand.

When Sakai Katsuko turned her eyes over, she rolled on the ground and meowed softly to please, begging for a hug.

"I'm so cute, don't hug him, hug me, hug me!"

Awang turned his round head in a very humane manner, trying to push Gu Weijing away from the younger sister's legs.

"Get up, let's go boating. I just saw that you can rent a two-person wooden fishing boat here. We can go and have fun together for a while."

Sakai Katsuko opened her arms and asked Awang to jump into her arms and stick to her. She suggested while scratching the soft flesh of the cat's tail with her fingers.

Gu Weijing did not refuse this time.

"Then when will I be ready, adjust my mentality, and pick up the paintbrush again? Can I come back after rowing?"

he asked uncertainly.

"Maybe, maybe not. It shouldn't be me who answers this question, it should be your own heart."

"My parents just told me this concept and how to take good care of that 'porcelain cup'. No one in the world knows your own heart better than Gu Jun."

Katsuko Sakai stood up holding the cat, "My father also encountered a similar problem for a while. During that time, my mother and he often went to Sensoji Temple to ask for fortune-telling."

"One day. They met a Zen master at Sensoji Temple and said to my father. Chaos is dark, awakening is bright."

"He said, Master Sakai, when a person is possessed by demons, all thoughts are gone and everything is chaotic. When a person becomes a Buddha, the sun rises in the east and his mind is at peace."

"My father thought it was very obscure and nonsense at the time."

"Becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon are both very abstract concepts. Historically, those old monks in Tokyo and Nara who boasted of miraculous feats, let alone becoming Buddhas, could barely live past seventy. But my father said that later, he The moment I feel enlightened, I really feel peaceful and joyful, and feel like I have become a Buddha immediately.”

"At that moment, he couldn't believe that he could draw such a perfect work with his own hand. He really felt that he had become a Buddha."

"I think that the moment you decide that you are ready, you will probably feel a transformation from the inside out, from the mind to the body. At that moment, you will know that you are ready."

Sakai Shengzi took Gu Weijing's hand and looked into his eyes seriously.

"I guarantee that at that time, you didn't need 5 minutes of painting practice to consolidate your peace of mind. Real growth only requires a slow blink, a strong heartbeat, and a calm breath."

Peace and joy, and become a Buddha immediately.

Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows. He could believe that Mr. Cao, a great master in the painting world who had such an immortal spirit and could make Bodhisattvas open their eyes with his strokes, had Buddha nature in him.

After all, the old man is almost a hundred years old.

In the folk stories of the feudal era, it was really the enlightened person who would be able to build a golden body and become a Buddha immediately.

The founder of Taoism on Qingcheng Mountain who is full of mythical and legendary temperament in "Book of Jin·Hao Chao Biography", Tianshi Zhang Daoling, only lived about a hundred years old.

Uncle Sakai?

Gu Weijing tried hard to recall the way Professor Sakai, who was chubby and whose waistline almost matched his height, gnawed on chicken legs like a hamster.

Apart from the physical resemblance to Maitreya Buddha, there is no Buddha nature in this person!

Moreover.

Professor Sakai Kazunari's painting style and painting topics were greatly influenced by classicism.

Even to this day.

Uncle Sakai will also be called "Ingres of the East" in many art magazines.

So what are the characteristics of classicism and Ingres's most famous paintings?

Academically, it can be summarized as using complete outlines, rigorous composition and delicate colors to paint the naked skin of female figures, expressing an extremely delicate and lingering texture.

To put it simply, if you look at Ingres's most famous works in an art museum, 70.00% of them are of young ladies.

Among them, less than half of the ladies are not wearing clothes.

In human terms it is.

Uncle Sakai was famous for his ability to draw the naked skin of beautiful girls.

In terms of elegance, Uncle Sakai has elevated the body to the level of art that is emotional but not lustful, beautiful but not gorgeous.

Speaking of vulgarity...

Well, this is the same as the pornographic artists on the Internet, except for the young ladies painted by Professor Kazunari Sakai, which can be sold for millions of dollars each.

There is not much essential difference!
Think about it this way.

In the entire Japanese art world, Kenta Komatsu, whose style is most similar to the Austrian painter Klimt who preached "art is eroticism" everywhere in Vienna in the [-]th century, will come to try to establish deeper cooperation with Professor Sakai.

It's also a very logical thing.

Klimt from Japan and Ingres from Japan, after all, they all study painting, so it’s not like they don’t belong to the same family.

Of course, this kind of painting direction and topic selection is quite normal in the field of art.

What's wrong with liking to draw girls?
Girls are art!The young lady is the walking muse.

From Ingres to Picasso, from Rococo to avant-garde art, which great Western painter doesn't paint girls!
But for a person whose job is to draw various young ladies every day, he pats his belly and feels like he is going to become a Buddha when he wakes up.

Please.

The great monk of Sensoji Temple should go back and ask your Buddha if he really agrees.

Gu Weijing twitched the corner of his mouth.

He really didn't ask this question because Uncle Sakai was Katsuko Sakai's father.

Forget it.

Now that he thought about his emotional state just now, Gu Weijing was still a little scared.

Since Shengzi asked him to let nature take its course, he should just wait for a while.He believed that his girlfriend would not be innocent.

"Let's go. Although I can't help you achieve your final enlightenment, I can help you sort out your thoughts. I saw my mother doing similar things for my father."

Sakai Shengzi handed Awang in her arms to Gu Weijing's arms and went to pack a small bag at the overturned table next to her. "Let's talk about it when we go to the lake. The environment there is more quiet."

Awang was still a little angry.

The civet cat turned its head away from Gu Weijing, but straightened its back and stretched its neck, gesturing for him to pinch it.

"Okay, okay, I won't push you next time. To be honest, you are indeed a little fat."

Gu Weijing gently served Mao Mi, pressing a few times on the seam of its bones. A Wang was so happy that he started to stick out his tongue, and then he stopped.

"The sun rises in the east and your mind is at peace."

Gu Weijing thought about the state described by Sakai Katsuko.

"Success?"

"Huh? What's wrong."

"I don't think it's that troublesome. Just kiss me again. It's a wisteria flower. It's from "Hundred Flowers". Just look at it and I'll be instantly killed."

He was joking.

Gu Weijing was in a really good mood now and couldn't help but want to tease Sakai Katsuko.

Ms. Sakai put the packed small schoolbag behind her back, and she froze.

When they first kissed her, Sakai Katsuko was very courageous and didn't think of anything extra in her mind. She only thought about "picking" Gu Weijing out of the wave of depression.

When I think about it now, my face is as red as blood.

Although shy.

Sakai Katsuko didn't show any shyness, but seemed to think about it very seriously.

"This is-"

Just as Gu Weijing's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

"This also depends on your subsequent performance!"

Sakai Katsuko winked at Gu Weijing cutely.

The young man and woman looked at each other, feeling a burst of tenderness and sweetness reverberating in their hearts.

All the initial sprouts of love originate from the secretion of hormones between neurotransmitters, and this small emotional twists and turns can bring two people closer to each other.

Gu Weijing suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Sakai Katsuko asked curiously.

"I think of the conversation we had just now. It sounded a bit like an old couple."

"Is there any?" Sakai Katsuko frowned slightly.

"I just asked to paint for 5 minutes, and the way you shook your head and refused me cleanly reminded me of my uncle's request to play billiards with a client, but was scolded by his aunt."

"I just play a few games to socialize. I can't shirk it. I must go home before twelve o'clock! And my aunt always answers."

Gu Weijing imitated the tone of a middle-aged aunt: "No, you have to step out today and sleep on the sofa this week."

"Katsuko, I've always thought you were a very gentle girl. I didn't expect that that dignified look of rejection just now was somewhat similar to that of my aunt. Sakai-san, by the way, it turns out you also have such a stern side. Woolen cloth."

Gu Weijing nodded.

"Well...is that so? I have always felt that I am quite gentle."

Sakai Katsuko rolled her eyes at Gu Weijing. She was dissatisfied with being described as a middle-aged aunt.

"I would also like to mention by the way, classmate Gu Weijing, I just said that I want to see your performance. Your current performance is not very good." Sakai Katsuko said calmly.

"Don't be angry, I was joking."

"Me too."

There was another burst of pleasant laughter.

The water system in Yangon Royal Botanic Garden is developed. In addition to the lake in the center of the park, there are also waterways around the lake.

When it was built 200 years ago, it took into account the leisure needs of senior British colonial officials stationed in Southeast Asia.

Here, just like when they were studying at Eton and Oxford, they can drink a cup of black tea in the afternoon, play English rowing in their leisure time, and maintain the dignity of an upper-class British gentleman.

To this day, fee-based boating is still one of the most important ways of generating income and a source of subsidies for employees at the Royal Botanic Gardens.

The two wisteria trees in the park that Gu Weijing could never forget were cut down when the wharf was expanded a few years ago.

and so.

When he stepped on the wooden pontoon on the pier, holding Sakai Katsuko's hand and stepping onto a small boat, he always felt a very strange mood.

Sakai Katsuko did not rent a two-person canoe that was slender and could quickly cross the lake like a black duck with hydrophobic feathers. Instead, she rented a small small canoe with local characteristics similar to the Dongxia awning boat. fishing boat.

This small fishing boat can accommodate one to six tourists.

There is a sunshade canopy on the boat, and a tatami-like bamboo mat is spread in the middle for taking a nap.

You can row it yourself, or you can hire a professional rower for US$10 an hour, or you can hire a luthier who plays the local ebony bent harp for US$30 to play the harp on the bow.

Anyway, tourists who take this kind of boat are more interested in experiencing the local customs than rowing.

In all cities in Southeast Asia that focus on the service industry, as long as you have money, basically all manual labor can be replaced by local workers.

Sakai Katsuko wanted to help Gu Weijing find a suitable breakthrough opportunity.

The girl wanted to create a peaceful world for the two of them, so she didn't even call Uncle Alai and Jasmine.

So there is no interest in hiring people to be light bulbs.

They had just two people and one cat, and they had a fishing boat to themselves. Gu Weijing was a little confused at first, and he and Sakai Katsuko rowed out for more than ten meters and circled the lake several times.

Fortunately, the two of them have been getting along for a long time, and they have developed a good tacit understanding subtly, and after practicing a few times, they are on the same page.

The two of them did not seek speed, and slowly and leisurely rowed the fishing boat to the center of the lake.

"Okay, let's stop here."

Sakai Katsuko clapped her hands, indicating that they could move the boat along the vast lake and let it float with the water.

"Now, Gu Jun, you can go find the painting state you want, but don't use the brush, but use your heart."

"Attentive?"

Gu Weijing crossed his fingers: "You mean, just let me look at the lake and have such a fantasy? Spiritual practice?"

A small boat hangs alone on the water waves. The literati is alone on the bow, meditating on Zen and enlightening the Tao, and comprehending the true meaning of painting.

Gu Weijing had indeed heard of such an artistic picture before.

however.

I want young men like him to try this romantic style of play played by famous people in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

The difficulty is a bit too high!

(End of this chapter)