Almighty painter

Chapter 521 Complementary painting techniques
Awang gently tapped the iron bars beside the second-floor window of the orphanage with his paws. His ginger pupils stared intently at the young lady whose soft hair was fluttering slightly in the wind beside the drawing board in the yard.

"Meow?"

It tilted its head and glanced at Xiao Guzi, who was sitting on the beanbag sofa next to him. He had a palette and silk gloves stained with paint and was tapping on his cell phone.

Waited for a while.

I found that the poop scraper had neither the consciousness to feed it nor the initiative to take it out to play with girls.

Awang shook his head contemptuously.

It's really a piece of shit, it's useless, meow meow, drag it down and chop it off.

Ngawang used his little plum blossom feet to fiddle with the iron railing in front of him. He decided to do it himself (paw) and get enough food and clothing.

The window is open.

There is enough space for the iron bars.

It is very common to grow to fifteen or six kilograms, or even to more than twenty kilograms.

Girls are different.

It's really too fat to be seen.

The little sister is good, but the little guy is bad.

Brave Cat, Not Afraid of Difficulties.GIF.

Converted to humans.

Every time Gu Weijing watched Awang running past his door, the old wooden boards of his home calligraphy and painting shop made a popping sound.

When I landed, I slightly misaligned my center of gravity.

There is an illusion that a heavy-duty truck drives past the door.

A Wang has now summed up a whole set of small combos for adding food.

It can plunge right into Miss Sakai's arms!
"Meow."

Ever since Awang's weight exceeded the twelve kilograms mark.

The civet cat is supposed to be a slender cat predator that is like a wild little leopard, jumping and running flexibly among the branches.

In its worldview, Ms. Sakai should probably be like a little goddess on the altar of an ancient temple.

The little Guzi who was waiting on him started to be too lazy to hold it.

Just squeeze out through the gap between the iron bars of the window, jump to the small shed covered with ivy on the second floor, roll along the edge of the shed into the flower bed, and then trot along the flower bed for twenty meters.

Awang is still a female cat over 2 years old, and her weight is quite unbearable.

Often a civet cat can already chase all the otakus all over the place, causing the otakus to cover their hearts and scream. It can be called a real graceful "beast" and a high-flying elf hunter.

Awang licked his paw vigorously again, feeling that he really knew the plan.

Originally, it would have been a domestic breed like a Ragdoll cat that was relatively "big" and unwilling to move by nature.

Just meow a few more times, act cute and coquettish, and squint in Miss Sakai's arms for a few times.

Awang really likes to play with this big sister who smells the spring smell of the tropical fruit orchards on the streets of Yangon.

Awang felt that his posture was still very handsome.

As long as the head can pass, the body can pass.

He is at least a sumo wrestler of Kazunari Sakai's size.

In the modern steel urban forest, the fighting power of ordinary adult white-collar upright apes may not be as good as that of a chicken.

however.

As long as it completes a complete set of "cute prayer dance" and sings coherently, "Xibao Seafood Premium Chicken and Bonito Double Cat Strips 16g" will fall from the sky.

However, as a native Asian pastoral cat.

Shengzi would find cat strips and feed it bit by bit.

Shengzi was always very patient with it. She would often hold it in her arms like a fat baby, rocking it around the yard and scratching its belly.

Bang! With a loud bang, a small vegetable shed made of plastic sheets and bamboo frames almost collapsed.

But these are minutiae, inconsequential issues.

The fresh and tender girls are right in front of you.

all in all.

Awang had obviously eaten too much snacks recently, and his round belly was squeezed by the iron bars.

It inhaled hard, swayed left and right, and finally pushed out from the iron railing before Xiao Guzi ran over to catch it, leaving only the back of the shit shovel with a big, squirming butt. .

30 seconds later.

Set off!
Awang plunged into the iron fence at the window. Generally speaking, people say that not only girls are made of water, but cats are also made of liquid.

"RUN! Awang, RUN!"

considering.

The civet cat ran wildly along the edge of the flower bed. In the evening breeze, it ran hard towards the distance, towards freedom, towards the embrace of warm strawberry flavor and the cat strip that tasted of chicken and fish.

Twenty meters.

Fifteen meters.

ten meters.

……

Awang saw that the plump girl in front of the drawing board had turned her head and saw it.

Miss Sakai had a gentle smile on her face.

Squat down and open your hands.

Awang also had a flattering smile on his face.

It tried its best to roll on the ground in a cute way, then stretched its front legs, kicked its hind legs, and jumped up towards the sunset.

The moment you soar into the air.

Nga Wang felt that his strong figure was as handsome as a cheetah or a king.

then……

It was caught.

The ground is getting higher and higher, but Miss Sakai's arms are getting farther and farther away.

The figure of a little girl carrying a schoolbag appeared in its field of vision.

The dark little girl tilted her head and looked at it.

"He's running around again. My sister is painting. She's not good at all."

It happened that little girl Jasmine came home from school carrying her schoolbag and came to greet Sister Sakai. With the miraculous dexterity and skill of an oil seller, she bent down and snatched the cat away from her. Copied.

"Look at how dirty you are all over, and how black your feet are. You are a cat with a coat as orange as the setting sun, and now it's all orange-brown!"

She grabbed the cat by the hair on the back of its neck with one hand and lifted it up into the air.

Jasmine caught Awang in front of her and reprimanded him: "I don't care about cleanliness at all. My sister Sakai doesn't like to hold a dirty little cat like you."

NO!

Awang was so sad and angry that he seemed to be swimming in the air, baring his teeth and grinning in the air.

As long as...as long as we can successfully reach that place.

Regrettably.

The face of a smiling big sister.

Getting further and further away from it.

"Forget it, look at your little appearance. Don't disturb your brothers and sisters from doing their business. If you want to play, I just have time to play with you. I'll go and give you a bath first. I happened to do a lot of work in the handicraft class at school. A bow. I’ll dress it up for you. It’s very beautiful! Don’t scratch it, your nails need to be trimmed..."

Little girl Jasmine held Ngawang in her arms, preventing him from moving, and pointed at the patterns on his forehead with her fingers.

Using a tone modeled after that of the headmistress of the Lucky Orphanage who disciplined disobedient children, she taught her a lesson: "As a girl, you need to learn to act like a real lady!"

"Meow meow meow..." Who wants to play with you.

I want to be with my sweet and soft eldest sister who can hug me and hum lullabies.

You are a fragrant and soft big sister who can hold yourself and hum a lullaby!
Awang was taken away by the girl. He crossed the little girl's shoulder, which looked like a firewood pole, struggled, and glanced in the direction of Sakai Katsuko with infinite nostalgia and infinite sadness.

But saw.

Miss Sakai has turned around.

She gave her own soft and fragrant embrace to little Gu Zi who walked out of the stairs of the orphanage.

Grab a hug with the cat.

One or two, both are bad guys!

"Why did you come out? I thought you were still playing with paints in the studio for a while. Didn't you say today that you wanted to study the finger application method again?"

Sakai Katsuko loosened her hands around the boy's neck.

She combed a strand of hair on the side of her face behind her ear and asked with a smile.

"I heard a bang and the window was not closed properly. I saw Awang jumping off the building. I was a little worried, so I ran out to take a look."

Gu Weijing replied.

He turned around and pointed to the half-open window of his studio.

"Yes, I just saw Awang running towards me."

The girl nodded.

"On the second floor, as for the cat, it should be fine. Awang seems to be quite energetic, but the cat's ability to tolerate pain is relatively strong, and it weighs a lot. Do you mean, do you need to take it to see a doctor?"

Sakai Shengzi looked in the direction where Jasmine was carrying Awang away, and said worriedly.

"I should contact someone in the future and make a new window seal for the studio. I originally thought that with Awang's body shape, it would be difficult to squeeze out. So I didn't think too much about it."

"Awang? He must be fine. He's fine. He's jumping around every day at home."

Gu Weijing shrugged his shoulders, indicating that the worry he was talking about was different from what Miss Shengzi, who was full of maternal tenderness, was thinking.

"I was worried that it would collapse the plastic shed where the dean grew vegetables. Didn't you see that one time, it jumped from a branch onto the sunroof of my grandfather's precious classic car? My grandfather's face Everything turned green on the spot.”

Shengzi was also amused and smiled.

However, after laughing.

She looked at Awang, who was being grabbed by Jasmine's hind legs and dragged into the small copper basin next to where she was washing her hair. He was squealing and meowing, vowing not to take a bath.

Still somewhat worried.

"Gu Jun, don't you think that Awang screamed a little too much, is it really okay?"

"Do not."

Gu Weijing looked at the intense wrestling scene where he knew the cat was being washed, but what he didn't know was that he thought the cat was being boiled.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he turned his head again.

"Awang just prefers to play with Jasmine's children, just let them play more." Gu Weijing said teasingly.

After all, Ms. Sakai couldn't help but feel worried.

He ran over and went to bathe Awang with Jasmine.

Gu Weijing stayed where he was, looking at the half-finished "Girl Reading Poetry to the Cat No. 6" on Shengzi's easel.

Ms. Sakai has been studying this work for several days recently.

usually.

Impressionist works are mainly based on the thick coating method of single layer of paint, which emphasizes willfulness, speed and spontaneity.

Carroll's "Old Church on a Thunderstorm", including Gu Weijing's "Good Luck Orphanage in the Sun", although their styles are different, the ideas for matching the paints themselves are also similar.

All are single coat thick coats.

Mainly using wet painting method, the scene sketch is painted from beginning to end in one go.

Whether using oil paint or acrylic.

The single-layer oil painting method is the fastest among oil paintings. Once your ideas flow smoothly, you can complete the entire process smoothly from drafting to finishing work within a few hours.

Van Gogh and Monet were both interested and in high spirits. They painted several works from morning to night.

But there are no absolutes.

Impressionism did not stick to a specific painting method.

It is more of an art concept, an idea of ​​depicting sunlight.

Most painters in the school of painting like quick and easy thick coating.

There are also those like Ray Arnold and Laudrac who are unique and prefer to practice the ideas of Impressionism with more delicate multi-layered classical color coverings.

Use layers of paint that are repeatedly dried, piled up, and stacked to create the fullness and evaporation of paint.

There is an extra layer of discipline and waiting.

But there is also an extra layer of sunshine and air vibration and elasticity.

The paintings of Miss Katsuko in front of me are obviously a combination of the insights gained from visiting art museums around the world to observe the works of many famous artists in the past few months, as well as reading a lot of various color theories while writing a thesis. A touch of classical painter style is added to create the momentary flow of light.

Under the afternoon sunshine in the orphanage, there are shadows of locust trees, ivy, small shrubs, and rape leaves everywhere.

Yet similar time, similar light, same place.

The most obvious advantage and the most fascinating thing about the difference between painting art and photography is that even though the external natural environment is almost the same.

Two different painters.

They have different interpretations of colors, different understandings of painting methods, and the styles of their final works are also completely different.

"Good Luck Orphanage Under the Sun" by Gu Weijing.

The style is more eye-catching and dazzling.

He used a large area of ​​suffocating green in the painting, imitating the flowing sea of ​​thunder in Carroll's paintings. The entire landscape of the work is also filled with various flowing greens.

And green.

In Gu Weijing's pen, all of them appear as their original green color.

This sounds like meaningless nonsense, but in fact, it is the key to the different appeal of painting methods and colors.

The works created by Gu Weijing certainly have clear color changes.

However, regardless of whether the sun is shining or not, the color change is completely accomplished by changing the brightness of the color.

To put it more bluntly.

Gu Weijing's paintings are filled with all kinds of fresh green, old wisps of color, shiny green, and dusty green.

But all in all, they are still all green.

Ms. Sakai adopted another way of color interpretation.

She incorporates many complementary colors of warm and cold colors into the canvas.

Mix neutral colors together and let warm or cool colors react chemically with them.

For example, the shadow of vines under the wall.

She didn't simply paint it with a layer of dark green spots.

Instead, during the first pass of the entire painting, an additional layer of titanium chrome brown was added as the base color in the shadowed area, and then based on this, another layer of dye was added. Very thin bright green.

therefore.

Exactly the same wall vegetation.

When it was on Gu Weijing's work, it appeared in black and green, but in this painting "Girl Reading Poems for Cats", it turned into a slightly reddish color.

It abandons the corrosive power brought by gray tones to a certain extent.

But it also became more dynamic.

(End of this chapter)