Almighty painter

Chapter 377

Gu Weijing tried to feel this uncontrolled mistake.

He captured every uncontrollable vibration of the pen tip, and realized the texture of the nylon hair of the pen tip as it dragged on the paper. The feeling between dryness and excessive juice was like using a toothpick to hold up the boundaries of a chopstick. balance point.

"The improvement of painting techniques has always come from discovering and solving mistakes."

What sounded in his heart was what Professor Lin Tao told him in a WeChat class.

Among the several disciples, Lin Tao was the only one who joined Mr. Cao's disciples only after reaching his prime.

This is what was called an art investment master in ancient times.

In the late [-]s, Lin Tao studied at the Chinese Painting Department of Central America.

His outstanding flower and bird paintings stood out among thousands of submissions from across the country and won the gold medal at the National Art Museum's "New Era National Art Competition Art Exhibition", which attracted much attention at the time.

Although he is somewhat famous, he has already obtained the extremely rare position of appreciating and researching ancient calligraphy and painting in the Forbidden City.

But he gave up his precious organization and became Cao Lao's second disciple by chance.

Lin Tao said that when he was a senior, he was recommended by the director of the college and had the opportunity to visit Mr. Cao Xuan, who was already in the limelight.

Feeling proud and arrogant, he carried the meat floss cake from Daoxiang Village and a piece of "Ink Bamboo Picture" he drew under his arm. He faced the address written by his instructor and took three buses before finding Mr. Cao. A house in the capital.

then……

It was rejected.

He had a meal at Cao's hometown, chatted for a while about his parents' differences, and gave him gifts.

Mr. Cao accepted his meat floss cake, but only opened the Chinese painting scroll and took a look at it. When he went out, he asked the nanny at home to return the scroll.

Lin Tao was angry at that time.

In those days, those who could go to Central America were not ordinary people.

The men in the capital are arrogant. He has become famous at a young age. He is at the age where he is not afraid of heaven and earth. Looking at those famous masters, he feels that he can replace him.

This Cao Xuan.

Isn't he just a master who was born early, is a great teacher, has studied abroad, has a great reputation, has won great prizes, has flowers blooming inside and outside the walls, and is fragrant, so he can't be considered...

Well, thinking about it this way, to be honest, he is really awesome.

But if you are awesome, why don't you look down on others like this?

Don't say anything else.

Lin Tao believes that his fine brushwork skills have touched the edge of "everyone's style".

Compared with the free and easy style, connotation and expression in his works, he may not be able to compare with the painters of the older generation. However, compared with the exquisiteness and delicacy of the articles in his hand, Lin Tao has the confidence to "fight the ancients in bloody battles and compete with each other."

I'm here to visit the seniors on behalf of my tutor, and I don't have to ask you for anything. Why don't you give me face?

"Damn, this old guy is going too far!"

People respect me one foot, and I respect others ten feet.

If you look down on my paintings and slap me in the face, then I won’t look down on you either.

The look on his face was very unpleasant.

For the sake of the hospital director, I didn't have an attack on the spot.

Mr. Cao noticed Lin Tao's arrogance and dissatisfaction. He smiled before going out and clicked four times on the "Ink Bamboo Picture". He used his index finger as a pen, dipped it in Longjing and drew on the table, and said: " The ink bamboo is dry and strong, don't use Cao Yi to be in the water, but want to learn from Wu Dai to be the wind." He waved to see off the guests.

On the bus on the way back, Lin Tao pondered over the painting in his hand.

It was true that he felt sulky in his stomach.

But what Cao Xuan said when seeing off the guests really scared him a bit.

The so-called "Cao Yi comes out of the water" refers to Cao Zhongda, a master of line drawing in the Northern Qi Dynasty. His brushwork is dense and the lines are round and colorful. The most striking feature of his paintings is that the clothes of the characters in his paintings look like they were lifted out of the water. Moist and thick texture.

Lin Tao's most proud thing.

It was he who considered himself creative and integrated the line drawings of clothes drawn in white into the outlines of flowers, birds and plants to create plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums.

Although there is no water, it has the feeling of water, and the ink color has the meaning of green.

After careful study and repeated practice, he took the essence of the paintings of his predecessors and formed his own unique brushwork style.

This old guy looked at him casually, as if he had no clothes on. Was it obvious that he was naked?
  "What does it mean to imitate Wu Dai?"

Of course he knew that Wu Dai was in charge.

This refers to the painting of Wu Daozi, who was opposite to Cao Zhongda in the painting world. The clothes and belts of the characters depicted in his paintings are round and elegant, as if they are flowing in the wind.

Compared with Cao Zhongda, whose lines are round and uniform.

Wu Daozi's line drawings are obviously more sharp and bold, paying attention to the changes in the weight of the lines.

What Cao Xuan said before leaving was a reminder that he had taken the wrong path?
  We should focus on expressing the dry strength of the ink bamboo, rather than the moisture and sentimentality. The line drawing is correct, but should we learn from Wu Daozi instead of Cao Zhongda?
  Lin Tao held the painting in his arms and sat on the bus until the bus terminal without getting off.

He frowned and thought about what Cao Xuan said at the dinner table. Looking back on it afterwards, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the antelope hanging its horns was full of Zen.

I kind of understand it, but not too much.

Thinking and thinking.

The resentment in his belly had turned into the wonder in his heart, and he felt more and more that those two understatements, with endless aftertaste, were the feeling he was searching for.

Once you have reached a certain level of painting, how difficult is it to figure out your future path?
  The four places that Cao Xuan clicked on "Ink Bamboo Picture" are also hit the nail on the head. They are exactly the places where his breath is not smooth and his writing is not coherent enough.

And the demonstrated brushwork... a broad road is paved in front of me.

I only regretted that I didn't pay more attention at that time, and regretted that I wanted to slap myself twice.

The conductor looked at the only remaining passenger in the car who was frowning, dazed, and smiling. After making sure for a long time that this guy didn't bite, he reminded the other passenger that they were at the terminal.

Without saying anything, Lin Tao bought a ticket and sat back.

That night, I stood in front of Mr. Cao's house honestly and respectfully all night.

He had only one thought in his mind at that time.

"Damn, this old man... is so awesome. I must learn a few tricks from him. After passing this village, there is no shop like this."

later.

After Lin Tao finally became a disciple of Mr. Cao, he stayed at Mr. Cao's house for two years. Nothing to draw, nothing to practice.

Only draw the simplest bamboo veins.

Only practice the simplest white-drawing lines.

Every time he practiced a piece, Cao Xuan would use his pen to outline the areas where the lines were not smooth, and then go back and redraw them. At the beginning, there were only the most basic long and short straight lines, circular lines, spiral lines, and corrugated lines.

Two months later, I began to add strength, transitions, and frustrations to the lines, emphasizing the elasticity and tenacity of the lines.

Strive to achieve the goal of keeping the pen and mind calm, and the form and energy dispersed.

Four months later, the changes in whitening and density that appeared when using the practice pen were revealed.

Half a year later, I started to draw the trunk of a single bamboo.

After ten months, branches, leaves and bamboo trees begin to be added.

……

Those were the two most difficult years of Professor Lin Tao's life in learning to paint, and they were also the two years in his life when he made the greatest progress in learning to paint.

Professor Lin told Gu Weijing that it was his second calligraphy and painting enlightenment in his life. Like a frog at the bottom of a well, jumping out of the dry well to re-understand the world for the first time, or like a chaotic and ignorant baby being reincarnated.

Becoming a disciple is always like recognizing your father, and learning an art is like reincarnation.

Two years ago, Lin Tao walked into his teacher's house. He was just an ignorant young man who became complacent when he encountered "everyone's atmosphere" and his ambition was as high as the sky.

As the bamboo shadows swayed, he grew quietly.

Two years later, when Lin Tao finished painting no less than three thousand bamboo seas and polished all the flaws and roughness, he had become a master of traditional Chinese painting with the standards of a true master.

After a full twenty months of apprenticeship.

Mr. Cao accepted Lin Tao's first bamboo painting and hung it on the wall instead of letting the nanny destroy it as usual.

"The breath is condensed, the bamboo roots are deeply penetrated into the paper, and the brushwork is completed in one go. It is finally interesting and worth playing." Cao Xuan commented.

"All in one go?"

Gu Weijing thought about Professor Lin Tao's story about learning to paint.

A little lost.

When he was practicing flat painting with watercolors, he unconsciously and subconsciously matched the rhythm of coloring with the brush in his hand to the rhythm of his own breathing.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe...

Pick up the pen, put down the pen, pick up the pen, put down the pen...

Gu Weijing didn't even notice that as he applied, his hand gradually became more and more stable, and the uncontrollable tremors and spots in his brushstrokes gradually became less and less.

It’s not that he’s favored by the watercolor gods.

But Gu Weijing gradually discovered that although the brushwork, substrate, and pigments were all different.

But in fact ...

Watercolor and ink Chinese painting have similar advantages.

In addition to the fact that when painting ink and wash Chinese paintings, there is no need to tilt the paper specially, the rice paper with strong water absorption capacity can directly complete the steps of pigment rendering, and the painting method of traditional Chinese painting is free and unrestrained, while the painting method of watercolor is light and realistic.

Two traditional painting methods born in Europe and Asia respectively.

There is some kind of similarity between different paths leading to the same destination.

The same emphasis is placed on the exquisiteness of the brushwork, and on the training of the artist's wrist stability when using soft pens. The same water-dyed paper, one stroke at a time, the white paper dyed with ink is like a carving knife cutting stone. After putting down the pen, it should follow the flow and finish in one go. , leaving no room for the painter to hesitate.

After adjusting his breathing, he was clearly coloring and was a little distracted doing such repetitive work.

But Gu Weijing could draw more easily.

He didn't have much training with watercolor brushes, and he started getting big brushes almost from an early age.

Not to mention, from a purely numerical perspective, his Chinese paintings are the highest among all his painting techniques.

The way of holding and handling the brushes and watercolor brushes are very different.

The artist's state of mind is similar, when he no longer thinks about how to delete, delete or modify on the drawing paper.

He thinks about the strokes of watercolor in the same way as he thinks about the outline and coloring of traditional Chinese painting.

Using the control of the brushstrokes of ink painting, we think about the control of the smearing of watercolor on cardboard.

The half-painted water corridor bridge on the paper began to look interesting in Gu Weijing's eyes.

[Watercolor technique experience +303! 】

He noticed a high amount of experience point increase prompt flashing on the system panel.

Gu Weijing was slightly stunned.

It can't compare to the astronomical gains of thousands of points from his epiphany at the Royal Botanic Gardens, but the gain of three hundred points in an instant is really a lot.

To know.

His original watercolor experience value was only about [-] points for semi-professionals. This was only two months after getting the system, and other techniques were added, which brought about an increase in rain and dew.

Gu Weijing attended art school since he was a child.

Watercolor is the main subject at Dulwich College. Even if Gu Weijing himself did not invest too much time and energy in practicing this technique in his spare time, the opportunities for daily contact are not too few.

Gu Weijing's random idea and understanding of breathing rhythm that he found just now can basically equal all the gains he made from practicing watercolor techniques during his entire primary and secondary school days?
  of course.

It is difficult for ordinary students to have such a good foundation in Level 5 Chinese painting techniques, but this is enough to make Gu Weijing feel overjoyed.

"Art is really a course that pursues spiritual enlightenment. Breath... Maybe I discovered the common way to control the use of the brush when painting with most soft brushes."

Gu Weijing laughed softly.

He could clearly feel that after adding overall control of hand movements and breathing rhythm in the painting room, the flat lines on the watercolor paper became smooth and obedient almost instantly.

There is not much difference in the way of controlling the flat brush and the brush, except that the line in the hand is a thick line with a width of 12mm.

It seems that there are not many mistakes in his substitution idea.

Both Eastern and Western painters are human beings.

Cultural differences certainly exist, but there are more commonalities in art.

The technical gap is not as insurmountable as many people imagine.

Study the influence of Impressionist painters on Japanese paintings and similarities with Oriental paintings.

It is already considered a clichéd study with no new ideas.

It can be regarded as an uncontroversial conclusion in the academic circle.

As for the fact that there are many European and American art critics who study calligraphy.

My ability in classical Chinese is average.

I don’t even know a few Chinese characters, but purely regard calligraphy as a painting subject.

The work is simply interpreted from the strength of the strokes and the structure of the brush, and even the strokes of the brush are separated and added to the creation process of other avant-garde arts.

There have been quite a few achievements in the past few years.

Speak impartially.

Gu Weijing has studied Chinese painting since he was a child, but he still feels that the color science and delicacy of watercolor, as well as the entire proportional relationship and perspective focus system, are much more advanced than Chinese painting.

But when it comes to writing and writing.

After Su Shi created the literati painting system and implanted the calligraphy roots of Chinese characters into the Eastern painting system, basically in all painting methods, he had his hands in his pockets and could not find any rivals.

What's more, when Castiglione brought the painting method of watercolor to the East.

In the early days, many Eastern Xia painters used brushes to paint watercolors.

To this day, some art schools also advise beginners to use traditional brushes dipped in watercolor paints for painting.

Squeak...

Gu Weijing was nearing the end of his coloring exercise.

The hinges of the door hinges rotated loudly.

Professor Watter put his hands in his pockets and walked into the room.

(End of this chapter)