Almighty painter

Chapter 342
"This flower tree is like a sea-fixing needle, which 'fixes' the mood of the entire work. No matter how scattered the surrounding flowers and leaves are, they are all condensed into one by this unmoving trunk. From this, , the originally chaotic mixed emotions became the foundation for the flourishing emotions on the main branches of the flower tree."

"Falling red is not a heartless thing, and the flowers are used as spring mud to protect them?" Lao Yang looked at the photos on the table and said with some understanding.

"Well, I'm just getting started."

Cao Xuan nodded slightly, feeling that Lao Yang was not a lump in the tree and could not be enlightened.

"But it's still a little off. If I were asked to write an appreciation poem, I would probably use the poem "The pond light is uncertain, the flowers are bright, the sun is beginning to dew and the air is dry" by Mr. Yishan, which is more appropriate. The state of mind when appreciating the painting. Although this "Wisteria Flower Picture" does not have the sparkling water surface in the poem, which flickers endlessly, the scattered petals around it are just like the irregular water waves."

"Technically, we use 'flower light' overlaid with 'pool light', and emotionally we use the passionate and brilliant 'sun qi' overlaid with resentful and rainy 'dew qi'. They are paired against each other, layer by layer. At first glance, the emotions are scattered. When I look at it again, it’s like the dawn sun is shining brightly, the dew has just begun to dry, and the youthful vitality overflows.”

"It's like the sun rising in the east, reflecting on the branches. It doesn't seem arrogant or lacks calmness, but there is a sense of self-improvement and confidence contained in it."

Cao Xuan attaches great importance to the four words "Don't ask for help from others".

The most important thing for a painter is to stick to his original intention.

Heaven is in good health, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement.

Unable to keep one's original intention, one goes astray and worries about gains and losses.If it's just self-pity, that's all. It only hurts one person.

He's seen worse.

It is still the cliché saying - the country is unlucky but the poet is lucky.

WeChat public accounts always say that the violent and turbulent environment of the Republic of China was a testing ground for human blood and fire, so there were more masters.

This can also be heard the other way around.

It is difficult to say whether a person who can pass through the furnace of trial can become a master.

A lot of people can't get out, but they can easily become slag.

Mr. Cao's generation has never been short of outstanding people.

however.

Among his contemporaries, and even his predecessors, there were quite a few who were once talented and considered by the literary and painting circles to be capable of taking on important responsibilities, whether seeking fame or profit.

Maybe he wants to outdo others, or maybe he feels that life is too short and wants to complete his 30-year road to fame in just a few years.

The mind is uncertain and haunted.

He became the most despicable cultural traitor to the Japanese invaders and Wang Puppet Government.

A misstep becomes an eternal hate.

You only need to get involved in this kind of thing once, no matter how long the inheritance of the painting school is, how prestigious the scholarly family is, or the number one wealthy county in the south of the Yangtze River.

The reputation immediately became stinky.

The teacher would like to hit his head against a pillar and die, and the ancestor would be so ashamed that he would like to get up from the coffin and jump into the river again.

Back to the source.

These people may not really have thought about the possible consequences of their choices, but it is often just a small wavering in their hearts and a small lack of peace that causes a moral decline.

See people through paintings.

Cao Xuan felt that this painting by Gu Weijing was really great!
Calm and unhurried, neither humble nor arrogant, this tree is the tree of hard work, and the flower is the flower of hard work.

There is arrogance and calmness.

Great!

Even the word mention next to it, which was originally disdainful, has become too pleasing to the eye.

The writing is soulless, but the painting has soul.

If there is no God, there will be no God.

Who hasn’t learned their skills yet?In the future, at best, I will produce dozens or hundreds of copybooks, and I will be able to get good at it!

But after all, this revealed the child's thoughts.

It cannot be ignored easily.

"This kid has a sweet mouth, he's cute!" Cao Xuan stroked his beard.

"Xiao Ning, Zi Ming and others, when they grow up, they all pretend to be great artists and look unlovable." The old man nodded and commented in his heart, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

"Wonderful!" Lao Yang smacked his lips, waving flags and shouting from the side just right, matching the old gentleman's appreciation.

"The one who paints is a genius, the one who appreciates the paintings is a master, they complement each other."

He had just racked his brains to come up with a few more original and subtle flattery words.

No matter what.

This painting was regarded as a high-end classic painting, and Mr. Cao also appreciated it.

Lao Yang missed the point twice in a row, but as smart as he was, he immediately stopped making comments on his own, and instead took the simple path of playing the role of a little fanboy who yells that the old man is great.

"Have you figured out the taste?"

"Yeah. It is indeed a masterpiece that can be called an 'excellent' work. Master, your vision is right."

Lao Yang nodded like he was pecking at rice.

Nor is he flattering just for the sake of flattering.

This was too utilitarian, and the photos he took were not realistic enough, and the old gentleman was not happy enough to listen to them.

Flattery is also a technical job. It is best to be selfless enough to devote yourself to it when playing the role of a little fanboy.

Assistant Lao Yang originally had the intention of learning skills from the sidelines, but Mr. Cao's appreciative and insightful eye made it right.

He was also guided, and he really saw some clues to this "Wisteria Flower Picture".

Appreciating beautiful famous paintings is essentially the same thing as appreciating beautiful girls.

Whether it looks good or not can often be seen at first glance.

It’s easy to fall in love at first sight.

After that, if I want to explain clearly what is beautiful, how to use pens, modeling, and modeling, I study the facial features of beautiful girls with catwalk experts every day, including eyebrows, foundation, lipstick, gait, and body fat rate... It is an extremely test. The university knowledge of appreciation of aesthetic ability.

The old man casually said, "The light of the pond is uncertain, the light of the flowers is fixed, and the sun is beginning to reveal its dryness." He deconstructed the most subtle points in Gu Weijing's painting to the core.

Isn't this more authentic than what he just said in his heart, and the right sentence is powerful, and it is more profound than the three tastes of "faithfulness, expressiveness, and elegance"?
This review is really good!

Lao Yang licked his lips and repeated every word of Cao Lao firmly, keeping it in his heart.

In the future, if he brings a young painter, or at an art exhibition.When someone asks for advice on how to draw, they can draw high-level works.

He took this picture of "Wisteria Flowers" as an example. He wrote down what Mr. Cao just said and slapped it on the table. Then he smiled evilly and slowly recited an ancient poem behind his hands.

He was so arrogant and forced to show off.

Who dares to say that Mr. Yang is not a master of art appreciation and criticism?
Just think about it!

Lao Yang was lost in thought and couldn't help but smile happily.

Cao Xuan turned his head and looked at the assistant who was giggling there. He felt that this guy's smile was a bit obscene.

He raised his eyebrows, interrupted Lao Yang's obscenity, and asked with a frown.

"Oh, since you have figured out the way, let's talk about it. The four words "Yi Shen Miao Neng" and "Yi Shen Miao Neng" have been on your lips all day long. Among them, the mark of the divine grade is "The secret of heaven is very high, thinking and spirit" It means harmony. So how should you interpret the Yipin in your mouth?"

"Uh."

Lao Yang immediately couldn't be happy anymore, and an awkward yet polite smile appeared on his face.

The magical power of Yi Shen.

This statement is too quaint and mysterious. Like Chinese ink painting, this set of evaluation criteria places more emphasis on the perception of artistic conception.

It's a bit like that. Those who understand will naturally understand, and those who don't understand are not worthy of understanding at all.

If you don't understand, it means you are not from this circle, and they have no intention of drawing it for a mountain villager like you.

This evaluation system is rarely used in the art world of modern society.

More imitating the Western Academy of Fine Arts, through clearer and more popular brushwork, lighting, and composition.

honestly.

Even if you specifically want to adopt it, it is not feasible.

Not only because of this four-character comment, it is doomed to miss the majority of practitioners in their lifetime.

It is also because all aesthetic methods that emphasize spirit over form attach great importance to the root of wisdom, and it is not easy to adopt them on a large scale.

Almost unimaginable.

The professors at the Modern Academy of Fine Arts will comment on the painting assignments submitted by students each with a comment similar to "If you want to make progress, aim for heaven's secrets, and think in harmony with God," let the students take it home and realize it on their own.

Nothing practical.

Lao Yang simply thought that this statement sounded good, was interesting to write, and looked very knowledgeable, so he specially used the word as the title to shock the foreigners.

When foreigners come to Asia to give speeches, they often quote a couple of lines from the Old Testament and the New Testament, and the tone comes straight away.

I really don’t think those Dongxia, Japanese, and Korean people can understand what they are doing.

When Lao Yang was in school, he probably knew what Yishen Miao Neng was about. He might have looked up some information when he wrote the first draft of a speech for Lao Cao based on the outline with a ballpoint pen between his legs.

But when it comes to detailed knowledge, after such a long time, apart from a superficial impression of these four words, I have almost forgotten them.

"You, you, don't ask for any explanation."

Cao Xuan knocked the table with his knuckles helplessly, "There are many things that seem to be the same as writing the manuscript, but the result is a little deeper, and you don't know anything when you ask. Fortunately, I didn't directly use the first version of the speech you wrote."

"Otherwise, you, the writer, know what you are writing but don't know what it is about. The people who listen to the manuscript are confused and confused, but I, the speaker, am shaking my head and shaking my head when I speak something incomprehensible. This is a big joke, isn’t it?”

Cao Xuan smiled and laughed at himself: "That was not a speech, it was everyone sitting upright in the venue watching the monkey show. I am that monkey."

"My problem, my problem, don't be angry, old man."

Lao Yang clasped his hands together, shook his head and apologized like he was worshiping Buddha, and said obediently like a pug facing a dog trainer: "It's not worth getting angry with a layman like me. I'll look up the professional books tonight and learn a little bit. "

"no."

Mr. Cao waved his hand: "Since I want to teach you, I will explain this painting clearly to you, but from now on, I will talk about some knowledge that I don't understand at all. Whether it is Yishen's magical power or Sheikh's 'Six Dharma' , if one day in the future, the thousands of years of painting appreciation knowledge passed down by the Eastern Xia Dynasty, just like Latin, will become a dead language and dead knowledge placed on the altar. It is only given by people like you who talk nonsense. "

"Knowledge is something you ponder in your heart, not something you brag about. Look at this man. He is old enough to be your son, but he is much better than you!"

have to.

What else can Lao Yang say.

Mr. Cao's two words did not put him on the pillar of shame for the nation, and then he stepped on ten thousand feet.

He had no choice but to be shameless and continue to smile bitterly.

"Tsk, just now I told him that he was a black pig and asked him not to send paintings in the future. In an instant, he said it one by one, and he was as friendly as that. If it were Mr. Gu who came here, at his age, if he could talk The reason for the miraculous power of Chu Yi was that I dipped the photos in front of me in soy sauce and swallowed them one by one!"

Lao Yang was so emotionally intelligent that he didn't dare to talk back to the old gentleman, so he could only curse secretly.

A great artist can change his face so quickly.

Ms. Downing is right.

Cao Xuan is like an old child sometimes, talking without keeping his words.

"Oh, Gu Weijing is a treasure, and I, Old Yang, are just a blade of grass. You should be a double standard wherever you are!" Old Yang grumbled aggrievedly.

"Don't be unconvinced. It doesn't matter whether Gu Weijing answers my question or not. This kid's painting alone is worth thousands of useless words."

Mr. Cao noticed the assistant's mood and said with a sideways glance.

Humph.

Cao Xuan himself snorted softly.

That is to say, he is in a good mood and his precious disciples are not around, otherwise he would not be willing to spend time to give a few words to a guy like Lao Yang who is dull, has no spiritual energy, and has no enlightenment.

"The so-called elegance of Yipin, apart from Wu Guanzhong's theory of leisure, through the ages, the more traditional view is that people are clumsy in the rules of the square and circle, despise in painting, simple and simple shapes, and they are natural and cannot be modeled. They are out of intention. It's called Yi Geer. This means that only by going beyond the rules of heaven and earth, not pursuing the accuracy of color and brushwork, and using the simplest brush and ink to capture the most vivid natural mood. Even if such a painting is right in front of you, you cannot copy it. , the wonderful way of imagining painting can be called a masterpiece."

"Of course, what this evaluation means is not to pursue the accuracy of colors and brushwork. It is not to let the artist paint randomly, but to abide by the rules to the extreme. The laws are strict to the extreme, and then turn around and jump outside the rules. , not in the Three Realms, not in the mysterious realm of the Five Elements.”

"The technical level is not enough, and trying to imitate them will only make people laugh."

"My teacher said that among all the famous calligraphers and painters of the Qing Dynasty, only the Baixia School enshrined Yu Zhiding in the inner court. Before the age of 40, his brush strokes were as slow as silver hooks and iron paintings, and his power penetrated the back of the paper. On the contrary, after middle age, he tended to be calm and concise, with a touch of The orchid leaf depiction method, in the last few paintings in his later years, is light and flowing, flowing smoothly, with flowers and branches all over the sky, and an amorphous feeling, and it looks a bit like a masterpiece."

Mr. Cao pondered: "The others are like Tang Dai, the 'painting champion' who was personally awarded by Emperor Kangxi, Ding Guanpeng, the 'Buddhist painter' of the Beijing school, Qianlong's favorite two great painters, Xu Yunting and Lang Shining, these people's The skill level is not low, but it is only hovering between a wonderful product and a divine product."

"In terms of Eastern painting techniques alone, to put it bluntly, it is worth thinking twice whether Castiglione, who is so famous, can be said to be of high quality."

The old gentleman pushed a few photos.

(End of this chapter)