Inspiration sounds mysterious.
In fact, it is Chen Xing's desire to express that is ready to come out.
And during this period of time, artists and writers can be said to have quick and bright minds. Painters can complete works beyond their abilities, and writers can write words that they cannot believe afterwards.
Can this be explained?
Can't explain.
Inspiration is too precious for any creator.
That's why this woman was so angry that she was arguing with a child. I've been here for so long, and I finally got some sense. I was about to show off my talent, but you interrupted me. Damn it!
But the inspiration didn't actually disappear, it just transferred from one person to another.
Chen Xing quickly took out a pen and paper to create a sketch first.
Chen Xing has indeed only painted one oil painting. He is still a primary school student in the professional field of oil painting, but he has completed many sketches. With Chen Xing's proficiency and hand speed, this sketch was painted quickly and vividly.
Within ten minutes, a simple draft was created.
It doesn’t matter if the artist’s manuscript looks like it or not, the key is that you can understand it.
This should be his biggest gain this time. The system that had been pretending to be dead for a long time suddenly deceived his body.
New skill: defensive conditioning (changed from the previous chapter)
(Skill introduction: You will always encounter some crisis moments while traveling. Your body will automatically help you react. There will be many magical effects after you use it skillfully.)
defensive?
Conditioned reflex?
I don’t know why, but I seem to hear the sound of hammering...
Kailu is still teaching the kid a lesson.
She recently rented a house from the boy and his family, which was right behind the restaurant. She thought it was too much trouble to cook alone, so she ate in the restaurant every day and had a good relationship with the boy and his family.
Once when she was chatting with her child's mother, Kailu said that she took this trip because she broke up with her ex-boyfriend, and then to find the terrestrial rainbow in Monet's painting.
So I came to Giverny to relax.
Land rainbow?
In the eyes of children, aren't those colorful oil paintings just like petals of various colors falling all over the sky? They don’t have a lot of anything here, but do they cost a lot? Isn’t it easy to see a rainbow on the ground once?
So I planned this event on my own.
But it happened to interrupt Kailu's creative ideas.
When Chen Xing came over, the child had already been caught. He was standing neatly, his face a little aggrieved.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
"It's intentional!"
But I obviously have good intentions, the little boy thought to himself.
The whole town is full of pairs of people, and even he has many friends in school, but Kailu has been lonely since he came here, and he is alone when he goes out and comes home every day. Only then did he give birth to I want to help a bunch of people.
After all, Kailu was nice to him.
"Okay, you still did it on purpose!"
Chen Xing just came over and heard their conversation and said: "Beauty, didn't you think it was beautiful when the petals fell just now? It's just like the angels descending in your Bible. Isn't this more interesting than a single soap bubble?"
Kailu was stunned.
She was startled just now, and then she saw the child and didn't pay attention to the petals.
After hearing what Chen Xing said, he subconsciously recalled the scene.
"Really...okay?"
But I didn’t see it!
Kailu was instantly confused.
Chen Xing was in a good mood. He nodded to the kid standing there and said, "Well done! But don't make your own decisions in the future. Maybe he has a boyfriend? How embarrassing you have made this."
"She didn't."
"Then maybe I have it?"
"Then you come alone?"
"..."
Does this little kid have a talent for chatting to death?
Interludes are all interludes, Chen Xing doesn't care.
Armed with his newly acquired skills and the subject of a painting, Chen Xing moved on.
He couldn't walk too far today, so Chen Xing planned to stop in Vernon, stay one night, and then see if there was anything worth seeing there. If not, he would go straight to Rouen, a big city in northern France.
There is indeed accommodation in the town of Giverny, there are hotels, and they are very classic, but it is difficult to book a room during this season. The surrounding hotels are not only expensive, but also lack features. If you stay in a place like this, you might as well go to Vernon.
He came here by car at Vernon Station today, and he didn't expect to have to walk back now.
These two places are really close to each other, like a square separated by a line. The whole area on the left is Vernon, and the small point near the line on the right is Giverny.
This line is called the Seine.
Vernon is a typical European city. There are no high-rise buildings in the city. It is estimated that there are only some on the edge of the city or in the business district. Most of the residents are self-built houses of various styles.
I don’t know if it’s because it’s too close to Monet’s Garden, but people here also like to grow flowers.
The greenery in this place is really great, and it's only a two-hour drive from the center of Paris. Even if you don't take the subway, it won't take long to drive there.
After having dinner at a Turkish-style restaurant, Chen Xing walked along the road looking for a hotel.
If you don’t go to those small towns that have been preserved for decades or hundreds of years, this kind of developed urban area is almost the same as the small towns in American movies. It is a wide road with houses built by people on both sides of the road. .
There are many flowers planted in the yard.
When passing by a house, Chen Xing stopped.
Someone put a wooden sign on the land in your yard, saying: "My father passed away, and we can't move many things. Come in and take a look. If there is anything you need, we can take it away at a low price."
There are many people coming in and out of the house, and there are big beds, sofas, etc. in the yard.
Chen Xing also walked in curiously.
A lot of large furniture in the room has been moved to the yard outside, so although there are many people in the house, it is still relatively empty. There are things on the table and in the cabinets, and many people are holding them to watch.
A man in his thirties directed people to move things. When he came down from the second floor, he saw Chen Xing and let out a surprised sound.
He waved to the movers to take the things out first, and said to Chen Xing: "This is the first time I have seen an Asian here. Hello, are you a tourist?"
"Yes, I saw this place when I was looking for a hotel."
"Then you're in the wrong place. We have all private houses here, not hotels, but I should be able to tell you how to get there." As he spoke, he used hand gestures to coordinate, either turning left or right. There are only two words in Chinese, but he has to say a long list in French. Chen Xing can almost light a cigarette when he talks.
But the local transportation was indeed complicated, and it took Chen Xing a long time to understand it.
What he understood was... don't overestimate your ability and try your luck to find a hotel, use the navigation instead!
Seeing Chen Xing finally nodding, the man breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the young man finally understood.
"Then take a look here and come back to me if you want anything."
He was also very busy, and he finally found time to come back and collect his old father's belongings, otherwise he should be working in England at the moment... Damn British guy.
Chen Xing nodded and said, "Okay."
He didn't come in to buy anything, he just wanted to come in and see what it was like, which is commonly known as eye-opening.
Holding the camera in his arms, Chen Xing walked slowly in this place that may have been deserted before, but is now very lively.
Whether it was a cabinet or a table, everything that could be opened was opened, and the things inside were turned around in a mess. There is indeed no need to be cautious. By tonight, everything left here will be dragged away and thrown away.
There are many books in the study room on the second floor, many of which are about architecture.
The owner of the house must have been an architect before?
Chen Xing found a few books from a pile of professional books and flipped through them. Even though they looked a bit old on the outside, the pages were actually very new, but they had been left there for a long time and had a damp color.
Just put it under the sun to dry.
When putting the book back, Chen Xing saw a cardboard box on top. He didn't know what it was, so Chen Xing took it down.
There seem to be some postcards inside?
No wonder no one wants it.
Just as he was about to put it back, Chen Xing suddenly stopped.
It doesn't look like a postcard.
He put it in front of him again and picked up the contents.
Fuji-FP-100C
Tear tab?
It looks like this box is worth at least a thousand euros!
You must know that this thing has been discontinued now, so you can take less pictures. The current price on the market is about six euros per click of the shutter, and a box of ten pieces. It looks like there are twenty or thirty boxes here.
Did I miss it?
Although more than a thousand euros is not much for him now, the pleasure of picking up leaks has nothing to do with how much money he can make.
I guess people who came here before didn’t know what these things were, and they weren’t people who specialized in photography. Who knows how expensive this old-looking thing is? There was probably a camera in this study, and it was bought by someone.
Chen Xing opened the box with excitement and poured it into his right hand. As a result... a pile of photos came out.
A stack of photos?
Are you playing with me?
Chen Xing was even more excited... and angry.
He thought he had missed it, but it turns out they were all used.
He took apart all the little boxes and they were all used.
The photos all had the same subject, which was to photograph a young man leaving the house. If it weren't for the different clothes he was wearing, Chen Xing would have thought that the same scene was taken many times.
He picked up the photos and looked at them one by one.
The casual face becomes more and more serious as the number of photos viewed increases.
This is not a simple box of photos.
This is a set.
Yes, hundreds or even thousands of photos here can be counted as a set of works.
Chen Xing quickly separated the photos that had been placed randomly before and were now almost mixed together, and then put them back properly. Holding the cardboard box, he found the man in his forties in the yard.
He saw Chen Xing walking out with Chen Xing in his arms and said with a smile, "What did you choose?"
"It's not that I want to buy it, but it's that I want to show you."
"What? I've already taken everything I need, and I've checked it once."
"Have you seen these photos too?"
"What picture?"
Chen Xing lowered his head and searched in the box, found the earliest number and said, "You can open it and take a look."
The man unpacked the box with a puzzled look on his face and shook out a stack of photos from inside.
Is this really a photo?
He thought these were film rolls. He had seen his father use these things, but he never thought they contained photos.
The man looked down at the photo.
The first one made him nostalgic.
It was a photo of my mother standing in front of the yard and sending me to a school bus when I was young. This was more than twenty years ago when I went to school for the first time. My mother was still very young at that time and she was wearing this skirt. Make her look like a twenty-year-old girl.
Then the next chapter is about me crying and being taken out of the car by my mother.
The photographer is still standing in the same place.
The man looked up at that corner of the yard. He was so familiar with this location. He had the impression that his father would always stand there.
Keep looking at the photos.
There are a lot of photos of him leaving home and returning home, there are many of them when he was in school, and then after graduating from high school, he received his graduation gift, an antique second-hand car, which made him very happy. Before driving out, he came over Hug the person who took the photo. In the photo, you can see the outstretched hand of the shooting team.
Needless to say, Chen Xing opened the other small boxes after reading one box.
It contains photos of him from childhood to adulthood, especially the period after he went to college, every time he went out and came back. In the photos, he has grown up visibly, but his mother has also grown older visibly.
When I was in my twenties, no matter whether I left or came back, I was the only one on the screen.
Ten years ago, my mother died in a car accident.
The scenery in the photo changes with the four seasons. The flowers in the background bloom and then wither, and are finally covered with white snow. The people in the photo are also getting better and better dressed. After getting married and having a wife, people are getting fatter and their faces are... There are fewer and fewer smiles on the face.
In the last few photos, he almost didn’t smile, and even had a straight face.
During that time, he had just been sent to work in the UK by his company. Many things were not going well, and it took a long time to come back. He found it annoying that his father kept talking.
At that time, he didn't know that his father had terminal cancer.
He never knew about it.
He was the last one to receive the notice when his father was admitted to the hospital three months ago, but before that he had not come to see him for half a year. Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back the tears that had been flowing out before, and started to cry loudly.
Chen Xing also rubbed his eyes.
He had already shed tears once.
After seeing these photos, Chen Xing realized why it is always said that family love is a feeling that transcends all else.
Chen Xing didn't know what kind of person this gentleman's father was, whether he was tall, short, fat or thin. Maybe he was just an ordinary person who loved photography and had never thought of making money through photography.
But he managed to capture something that 99% of photographers couldn't capture.
(End of chapter)
