The second day was Su Qingluan’s sketching class, which takes place every five days.
When I first lay the foundation for sketching, I won’t draw real objects directly—even the simplest real objects.
Because no matter how simple or common a physical object is, there is rarely a particularly regular single geometry. To accurately lay the foundation for perspective proportions, starting with the drawing of a single geometric object is an essential step.
This is like learning the stroke order and strokes before writing. Otherwise, if the foundation is not laid, no matter how magnificent the building above is, it is still a castle on the beach. When a wave of waves hits, it will collapse completely.
Of course, the drawings of the model were drawn by Su Qingluan, and the final pouring model was made by Mu Xingzhi.
Precisely because in the beginning they were basically sketching geometric shapes of scenery, after a few classes, some people gradually began to lose their patience.
This kind of "impatientness" does not mean that their own patience has become worse, but that they do not recognize Su Qingluan's ability.
Of course, after all, it was in front of Mu Xingzhi, and the people opposite him didn't go too far, but the yin and yang aura was indispensable.
"We are asked to draw these squares and columns every day, but I don't know what they can be used for."
"Maybe I will do some lofty design someday."
"When the time comes, Madam Su will definitely invite us to open our eyes, hahahaha..."
In response to the cynicism of several people, Mu Xingzhi did not immediately stop him, but just looked at Su Qingluan.
His meaning is obvious: since you are the "teacher", your "students" also need to convince them based on your own ability.
Su Qingluan himself had this intention, so he ignored the other party's eccentricity and just smiled and said: "My 'sketch' is not like traditional ink painting, which pays more attention to artistic conception than image. Instead, it pays attention to realism like meticulous painting."
"Hmph, such horizontal and vertical objects can be 'realistic' in any painting method." A painter who is good at gongbi painting muttered.
Su Qingluan heard this and looked over: "In that case, let's draw something less 'horizontal and vertical' today. May I ask what you are good at drawing?"
Those selected by Mu Xingzhi, not only all of them, but also all of them had made great achievements in painting. They were all so arrogant that they wished they had eyes on their foreheads. After hearing Su Qingluan's question, several people proudly reported what they were best at.
Some are good at landscapes, some are good at flowers and birds, and some are good at figures.
Su Qingluan nodded: "In that case, how about we choose natural scenery, flowers and birds, and characters, and compete with each other in our painting skills?"
Several people were stunned and couldn't help but feel hesitant and stunned. One of them looked at Su Qingluan uncertainly: "You want to deal with seven of us at the same time?"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Although there are seven people, they all have the same areas of expertise, so there are only three questions." What she said clearly made it clear that she wanted to fight one against many.
"This..." Several painters on the other side looked at each other, "It's not fair to Mrs. Su..."
So it should be said that he is worthy of being selected by Mu Xingzhi. Not to mention anything else, his basic moral character is still guaranteed, and there is no one who gets carried away all of a sudden - Su Qingluan thought so. Then, she smiled and said: "So didn't I set the questions for the competition? There are many of you, so I will set the questions. Is that okay?"
The people opposite obviously had no objection, and even thought it was a matter of course.
Su Qingluan looked around and said loudly: "Although there are two gentlemen who are good at landscapes, there are no great rivers and mountains in front of us. There are only farmyards, which has its own interest. Why not use the door as the frame and draw the picture from inside to outside? How did you see the scenery?"
"Three gentlemen who are good at flowers and birds, please draw a potted camellia in the corner."
"As for the two gentlemen who are good at painting figures, they both say 'beautiful and delicious,' so there is one in this room who is a delicacy." Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi teasingly as she spoke.
Mu Xingzhi knew that Su Qingluan was teasing him, so he smiled slightly: "Qingluan is too modest."
Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was being ridiculed, so she smiled and said: "Since Mr. Mu is so good at color, then naturally he should choose Song Bo for painting characters."
"Cough cough cough..." Songbo, who somehow managed to turn onto him, coughed violently, almost losing his sullen look.
"Mrs. Su, please don't make fun of me." Song Bo was a little at a loss.
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Songbo, I won't paint you ugly."
Songbo murmured: "That's not what I meant..."
Although Songbo was forced to be the object of depiction, Mu Xingzhi seemed not to see Songbo's rescue look, but instead watched the fun with great interest.
We all have been painting all year round, so there is no need for anyone to be the referee to call out the time. We just agreed on the approximate end time, and asked Songbo to be the referee and also to announce the time. Songbo gave the order and a few people started writing.
Only Su Qingluan was just carefully observing the object he was asked to describe.
It took about a bowl of tea before Su Qingluan started to write.
For someone like her who has good skills and has not slacked off in practice the day after tomorrow, if the sketch is not considered to be colored, the real-life bust can only be completed in about an hour. As for the courtyard and potted plants, since they are still life landscapes, they can be completed a little faster than figures.
So Su Qingluan did not go to class that day, and the content of the "class" completely turned into a sketching practice class - at least for Su Qingluan himself.
In order to prevent everyone from interfering with each other, Mu Xingzhi sat in the "referee" position to prevent the two sides from interfering with each other.
Since freehand ink painting only pays attention to artistic conception, it was the first painter to complete it; while gongbi painting was obviously more complicated and detailed, but it was completed before Su Qingluan; and Su Qingluan became the first among all The person who finishes his painting last.
However, when the painters saw Su Qingluan, they could only make a sound of inhaling one after another and could not say anything.
"Oh, are the colors and lines on the leaf veins really painted?"
"Oh my god, I can feel that the damaged wall in the courtyard is about to fall off!"
"Oh my god, she drew down the direction of Songbo's beard and the top of his hair!" someone exclaimed.
In fact, Su Qingluan painted not only the direction and texture of beard and hair, but also the ordinary existence, even the wrinkles and lines on Songbo's face, and even the pores on his face.
This level of detail cannot be matched even by gongbi paintings, because one of the biggest shortcomings of China's native painting techniques is that the "perspective" effect is not mastered satisfactorily. It is precisely because of this that something that is obviously very three-dimensional feels like a "piece of paper" when drawn.
And perspective can exactly make up for this shortcoming.
