Almighty painter

Chapter 320 Lake Zen

"Almost half right."

Sakai Katsuko rummaged through her backpack for a moment and found a pink eye mask.

She was wearing this eye patch because she originally planned to take a nap under the shade of a tree when she got tired from painting at noon.

I put it beside me just before boarding the boat.

Shengzi handed the blindfold to Gu Weijing.

"Bring it on and lie next to me. My mother sometimes puts on some Pilates meditation tapes or soft classical music, but I think it's better to be quiet now."

The girl sat cross-legged under the awning of the fishing boat and patted the bamboo mat beside her.

It seems really yoga.

"Is it okay to just lie down?"

Gu Weijing took the blindfold and touched his waist.

He felt that his flexibility was not very good and he could not handle some difficult movements.

"Of course, just lie down. Do you think my dad's body type, which makes it a bit difficult to bend down, can assume any difficult positions? Isn't it embarrassing for my dad to touch his belly with his backhand?"

Sakai Katsuko burst out laughing.

"My mother has long given up on asking him to assume the meditation posture recommended by the Pilates instructor. Just lie down next to me. Lie on your side, close your eyes, and put your hands naturally by your side. This is called in Buddhism Lying in Zen.”

"Of course, you can also forget about names like Pilates, yoga, or Zen."

"Scientifically speaking, these so-called cultivation methods are simply better ways to put a person into a state of meditation that have been summarized by predecessors. Lying flat can slow down your blood flow and oxygen consumption, and calm your sympathetic nerves. of excitement.”

"If you recite "Quiet Night Thoughts" silently, you can calm down, or you can recite "Quiet Night Thoughts". They are just means."

Shengzi explained a few words, "When a painter is peaceful enough, it will be easier for him to see his heart, understand what he wants to paint, and it will be easier for him to figure out his own artistic path."

"Remember, I told you that day in the parking lot, if painters like us want to reach the top of our careers, we must eventually find our own way as painters?"

Gu Weijing nodded and took the blindfold.

Just when she was about to bring it to her face, Sakai Katsuko softly called her boyfriend.

"Wait a moment."

"Face me when you lie down, um... If you don't mind, you'd better take off your shirt too." Ms. Sakai tried her best to pretend to be calm, and her earlobes turned red again.

Gu Weijing was taken aback for a moment.

As a boy, Shengzi didn't mind, but it would be boring for him to act coy at this time.

He had been wearing a short-sleeved shirt in the summer, but it had just been soaked by the lake water and hadn't dried yet, so he took it off right now.

He put on a blindfold and lay on his side next to Sakai Katsuko.

"It feels a bit like Rembrandt." Shengzi glanced at Gu Weijing's chest and said playfully.

Gu Weijing was a little embarrassed.

Rembrandt's portraits of the human body tend to be bony.

His body type is slim, not as fleshy as Uncle Sakai's, but he doesn't have obvious abdominal muscles. He can't be called a toned figure. Instead, his ribs can be seen a little.

When Katsuko Sakai said this, it was obvious that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

"If I were Rembrandt, Shengzi's beautiful figure would be Rubens." Gu Weijing replied silently in his heart.

Rubens's brushwork is more sensual and delicate than Ingres's.

This was a heartfelt compliment, but he felt it was a bit frivolous, so he didn't dare to say it out loud.

Sakai Shengzi also relieved a lot of her shyness with the joke she just made. She gently stretched out a slender finger and placed it on Gu Weijing's chest.

Anyway, I just kissed him, and now the impact of the finger-skin contact is not as strong as the lips.

She slowly pulled her fingertips from the collarbone down along the center of the chest until it stopped at the junction of the sternum and abdomen, and then slowly lifted it up.

Rhythmically going back and forth with each other.

"Gu Jun, let your breathing follow the rhythm of my finger movements. Exhale when I pull down, inhale when I lift up, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale... Feel the oxygen filling your chest, and then being slowed down by the lungs. Spit it out slowly."

Katsuko Sakai recalled her mother's actions.

breathe, breathe...

Gu Weijing felt Shengzi's fingers on his chest, crawling slowly like a small ant.

At first he felt itchy and his body was very hot.Soon, as the chest took deep breaths again and again, Sakai Katsuko guided her very rhythmic breathing.

He slowly felt quieter.

"Listen to the sound of the lake water flowing under the boat. No need to make eye contact, feel the lake scenery outside with your heart, imagine the sun shining and beating on the ripples, like diamonds scattered all over the lake, imagine that you are the lake, broad, Be calm and feel the quiet and beautiful power permeating your body."

Sakai Katsuko seemed to be talking next to his ear, and he could feel the warm breath spraying on his earlobes, and it was like background sound coming from a far away place.

Gu Weijing lay quietly on his side on the bamboo mat.

Listening carefully to the sound of the water sliding over the hull of the boat, I heard from an unknown cruise ship in the distance the faint and resentful bending of the piano in the hand of the violinist.

Human's five senses are connected.

Gu Weijing slowly saw the lake outside in front of his eyes, or to be precise, the scenery of the lake outside slowly emerged in his mind.

The lake slowly rises and falls along the water system built around the lake in the botanical garden, and the sunlight dyes it into a huge piece of pale golden Burmese silk.

Gu Weijing grew up by the river.

But it is rare to feel that water waves have such peaceful power.

The Yangon River is wide. In the section where it enters the sea, the average altitude drops only half a meter per kilometer. It is not a majestic or exciting rapid.

But the Yangon River is never quiet.

During the day, there are always various sightseeing cruise ships and ferries passing by with their whistles on the river. Even at sunrise or night, which is relatively peaceful, there will be a large number of women with children and washbasins to wash their clothes.

At first, the tourism bureau felt that a large number of women used lake water to wash clothes in the tourist river section, which somewhat affected the appearance of the city, and issued relevant notices prohibiting this.

Later, they discovered that the foreign tourists on the cruise ship liked to watch Asians dragging their families to wash clothes like a flock of chickens.

Very strange.

Every time a cruise ship is packed with people taking photos of the distant river scenery, the tourism bureau officials just let it go.

The sound of a big stick hitting wet clothes, the sound of the cloth rubbing hard against the uneven wood grain of the washboard, mixed together in hundreds, rumbling like the bells and clappers of morning and evening homework in Yangon temples The sound is full of earthly smoke and smoke that cannot be dispelled.

The waves in Gu Weijing's heart were always filled with all kinds of noise, just like his previous state of mind.

Now.He slowly felt the quiet beauty of the lake in Shengzi's gentle voice.

"As I just said, all meditation is just a way for people to calm down their minds more easily. When you know yourself calmly enough, you will feel desire and confusion alternately emerging in your mind. This is the direct point. Original intention. When you answer these questions to yourself, your way of being a painter will naturally appear."

Shengzi frowned: "This is my mother's theory, and it is also a very mainstream theory in the art world now. I wonder if you, Gu Jun, have accepted similar statements before."

“Be still and feel the power of your soul.”

In the art circle, every painter hopes to gain a better mood for painting.

So all kinds of tarot cards, astrology, spirituality, mindfulness, Zen study groups, yoga and Pilates have been popular for hundreds of years.

It’s no surprise that Aunt Sakai is a fan of this art.

Many artistic people, with the idea of ​​giving it a try regardless of whether it is useful or not, have signed up for similar courses and treat it as a personal trainer for fitness.

Even Dulwich College offers the now very fashionable [Mindfulness Conditioning Class] in its elective course schedule to allow students to regulate their mood and inspire creative inspiration.

Don't say it yet.

Gu Weijing had really come into contact with yoga before.

Rumor has it that every Indian girl has practiced yoga or Pilates to one degree or another, just like many Russian girls have practiced ballet to one degree or another.

Gu Weijing’s recommended reading list for their high school English grammar class includes a complete set of travel notes by the famous travel writer Paul Theroux.

On the text.

When the acerbic British writer described his impressions of traveling in Bombay, he once heard a local describe all the beautiful girls in India as "enchanting geniuses in bed, seductive messengers who practice the Kama Sutra and are full of sexual tension."

In recent years, Miss Sandenou's school has been troubled by the pursuit of crazy bees and butterflies.

Objectively, this text contributes to the erotic fantasy.

Many young boys, whose minds are filled with male hormones that have nowhere to go, are full of daydreams and are ready to imagine.

Whoever is lucky enough to peel off the emotional cloak of Miss Chairman, the flower of the high mountain, and the cold beauty, will see a hot scene that will make people nosebleed.

Gu Weijing didn't know.

Indians are all yoga masters. Are they just like the stereotypes and prejudices of old Europe that every Dongxia person knows kung fu and every Brazilian can jump up and volley a football?

But he knew.

Mona really does practice yoga.

He was even invited by Miss Sandenu to practice yoga together several times in the music of Asan ethnic style in her home gold shop.

I don’t know whether the yoga practiced by Mona was not very authentic, or the yoga that Brother Paul Theroux was exposed to back then was not very formal.

Anyway, except for the scene of a young lady with a slim waist and long legs wearing yoga clothes, raising her legs and lowering her waist, revealing a beautiful waistline like water waves, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

In fact, the whole process is very serious.

It's not glamorous at all, but rather serious and solemn.

The scene where he was being taken to do yoga by Mona was no different from playing the Nintendo "Just Dance" game with two people who have more difficult moves and stronger body stretching.

The ancestral yoga that Ms. Chairman practices, as well as the accompanying meditation methods that calm the mind, prevent you from being distracted and having random thoughts during practice.

But Gu Wei Jing and yoga seem to be somewhat incompatible.

He practiced briefly for two days, but he actually refused this opportunity, which made the boys in the school envious and jealous.

The superficial reason is that Gu Weijing is not a sports enthusiast with a soft waist and strong hand and foot coordination.

In terms of athletic talent, basketball star Jerry can beat him several times.

Mona's movements look simple, and require higher flexibility than Koko's cheerleading dance training.

Gu Weijing suffered from backache and back pain. Every time he went home to take a shower and lay in bed, he felt that he would not be able to get up the next day.

on the other hand.

Gu Weijing has a very strange and awkward attitude towards these various ways of cultivating the mind in the art circle.

Although artists may be the profession with the most crazy people among the mainstream professions in today's society.

NBA star Irving is an anti-vaccination, flat-Earth believer, and there are many of them in the art category.

However, Gu Weijing was a person who received a good education and believed in modern science.

He actually doesn't really believe that these messy spiritual practices are really useful.

At the same time in a corner of my heart.

Gu Weijing was a little worried again. What if... this thing is really useful and he masters it?

Yes.

Gu Weijing was inexplicably worried that these methods of training and cultivating his mind would really flatten his character.

Almost all meditation, even if it is locked in a small dark room and practice joyful meditation.

Most of the highest realms involve how to calm down and become a peaceful person.

Mona's yoga method is to "get rid of negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, unwillingness, anger, anxiety..." through the stretching of the limbs and breathing.

The body is like a sponge, slowly squeezing out all the "toxic" emotions, and finally recognizes one's place in the world.

All things are born in a natural order.

A servant is a servant, and a master is a master.

Don’t be jealous of those in high positions, don’t bully those in low positions, and finally become a peaceful and compassionate person.

In a sense, the pursuit of yoga practice is somewhat flat.

If the ancestral yoga practice method Mona mentioned was like the martial arts internal skills in the Hong Kong martial arts novels that Mr. Gu Tongxiang loved, it would have specific rank differences.

A layman like Gu Weijing who is filled with the desire to become a great painter and the pursuit of changing his destiny must be Hui Zhilanxin who was born without spiritual practice.

Even Mona, the kind of campus master who seizes every opportunity and wants to become a rich lady with a leisurely and wealthy life in the upper class, has not yet started practicing cultivation.

when.

Just like Mahatma Gandhi, who was shot through the chest by a bullet, still calmly clasped his hands, and slowly died and stopped breathing while reciting the "Bhagavad Gita", he should be regarded as a truly master of mind cultivation. .

He is certainly not qualified to make rash comments on a world-famous outstanding politician like Gandhi.

To be able to be so clear and peaceful that you can treat your life without any emotion should probably be a very high level of mental cultivation.

But Gu Weijing didn't want to be such a person.

(End of this chapter)