Anna put down her oil paint brush,
The canvas in front of the woman shows a colorful space of intertwined light and dark.
Although it is an imitation,
Miss Irina still kept the general composition of the detective cat unchanged, but slightly adjusted the picture cleverly.
She was thinking about it,
The brightness of the starlight is deliberately increased to create a three-dimensional visual illusion - it seems to be placed very far away from humans. The desert in the distance is also processed to be slightly cooler, while the desert in the close range is processed to be warmer. This is because the color temperature changes when the light enters the human pupil with the distance.
Intense starlight reflects off dunes and canyons onto backlit areas, creating wonderful, warm complementary colors.
This is simply a textbook classic picture processing.
Perfect and not rigid, very spiritual.
Anna didn't even need to think about any formal composition theory. When she saw the canvas, the way the relevant areas should be treated came to her mind.
Naturally, everything will fall into place.
pity,
Everything that was fine when I conceived it was completely different once I started writing it.
If her art appreciation ability is 100%, her painting talent may even reach a passing score of 60%, which may only be in the single digits.
Anna looked down at her palms.
The fingertips are slender, the complexion is fair and crystal clear, and the joints are slender and well-proportioned. They can be used directly to take Cartier diamond ring promotional photos.
But when she picked up the paintbrush... she always felt a little... strangely clumsy.
It makes absolutely no sense!
Unlike her leg muscles, her hands do not have any physical defects. They have soft bones and flexible joints. She has even learned some classical instruments since she was a child, and she is quite talented.
When Anna plays the violin, she can easily handle complex fingertip movements such as bow jumping or vibrato, and her sound is ethereal without any lag.
Whenever she switches to painting, no matter how rich her theoretical knowledge is, she is still as busy as a housewife who has just learned how to light a stove facing a frying pan.
sometimes,
It really can only be attributed to the fact that the talent points are not clicked here.
Not being good at it means not being good at it.
Not all tall people are suitable for playing basketball, and those with long legs and long feet may not necessarily become Usain Bolt, which is also completely unreasonable.
People who are very good at certain types of creation or very bad at certain types of creation can be encountered in the art field, and it is more common than on the sports field.
The proportion of the latter is much greater than that of the former.
Unthinkable,
What's wrong with you?
Life is inherently unfair, and talent is only an insignificant aspect of it.
Anna is not an exception.
Almost every teacher who runs an art training class has encountered this type of student.
Some children are born unable to distinguish pitches, their voices have a narrow range, their eggs cannot be drawn round no matter how hard they practice, and their sense of space in their writing is a mess.
It just depends on whether the training teacher will take the risk of offending someone and kindly tell the parents that the other parent's child is not suitable for learning art.
Unfortunately, the area that Anna is not good at happens to be the area that she loves most.
In addition, her wealth is enough to allow her to pursue what she likes without asking for anything, which is why she behaves so entangled.
"The brush is sluggish, the emotions are dull, and the amateur-level paintings are completely unqualified." The girl scanned her own works with the strict standards of an editor in "Oil Painting" and criticized them mercilessly.
Anna knew before she started writing,
It is absolutely impossible for me to handle the oil painting knife that requires the most control.
Therefore, Anna simply did not expect to paint with a knife. She only retained the basic composition of the detective cat and switched to her favorite Renoir-style, delicate and beautiful impressionist painting style.
Still the effect is mediocre.
It's similar to Gu Weijing's attempt at line drawing and new body painting.
Even though the Impressionists were not known for their complicated techniques, Miss Irina still struggled to paint.
She almost used all her strength to control the pen, fighting against the disobedient brush, and she could no longer care about the expression of her soul or her emotional investment.
Simple and serious——
This is the limit of emotions that Anna's painting techniques can express thanks to her efforts.
Li Bai's passionate soul was thrown into the body of an illiterate person, and a great speaker like Mark Twain was reincarnated into a severe stutterer.
There is no passionate passion.
But the clumsy technique is like prison bars, trapped under the surface of the canvas, surging but unable to escape.
This is the most real feeling Anna has when painting.
"well……"
Looking at the finished scene in front of her that was extremely craftsmanlike and boring, Anna sighed quietly.
Two years ago,
When she was about to graduate, she went to Japan as an intern with a retired editor of Oil Painting magazine to participate in the finals of the Asian Children's Artist Competition held in Tokyo by the Toyota Foundation.
The average age of those contestants was much younger than Miss Elena at that time.
The painting level of each one has already been measured by some famous masters, and the flow of pen and ink is full of amazing talent and talent.
Anna was sitting in the VIP audience with no expression on her face, but she was quite envious in her heart.
She was born with things that countless people could never get in their lifetime, except for the painting talent that she most hoped to have. As her aunt said, Anna really didn't have it.
The oil painting on canvas in front of her at this time, in terms of technique and emotional effect, could not even reach the fur of the detective cat sister.
"I have witnessed the brilliance of the stars, but there is not even a trace of residual light in the palm of my hand."
Anna leaned lightly on the back of the wheelchair and whispered to herself.
"How cruel."
The springer spaniel on one side stopped playing tennis.
August moved closer to the wheelchair. The big dog turned his head and looked at Anna's painting in front of him, and let out a low whimper again.
It opened its mouth and licked the sleeve of the mistress's wrist with its large, slightly rough tongue.
He turned around and gently brushed Anna's palm with his short fluffy tail.
"You don't need to comfort me. I'm not sad or depressed. Being sad doesn't change anything. I'm just a little emotional."
Anna's palms were itchy, she touched her pet dog's brown tail and chuckled softly.
Read the book a hundred times, and its meaning will appear by itself.
The same principle applies to artistic cultivation. What matters is the influence of ears and eyes.
Anna's hunting dog probably sees more original paintings every year than an average person would see in a lifetime.
The technique of the master's handwriting is like a vast river flowing past the eyes, and even the stones should become a little moist.
She always felt that her Augustus blood was not pure, but she was extremely smart and had a very high artistic and aesthetic accomplishment.
There are times when Anna is not at home, the caregiver told her.
This big dog often goes to the glass-walled art collection studio at home and lies down all day long.
It's quite incredible when you think about it.
Dogs have extremely high IQs and can not only undertake search and rescue tasks. The New Zealand animal protection organization has trained the dogs accordingly. They can even learn to drive a specially made BMW MINI car in eight weeks.
However,
Dogs' vision is only average among animals, and their ability to observe moving objects in dark conditions is sharper than that of humans, but their ability to capture still life objects such as scrolls is average.
At the same time, because of the different light-sensitive cells in the optic nerve, most pet dogs can only distinguish a limited number of colors.
It’s probably hard to understand the colorful oil paintings.
Anna consulted her family doctor about this problem.
The other party analyzed that it may be because dogs' noses are too sensitive. Springer spaniels are a common police dog breed and can smell the smell of gasoline or fuel at a dose of one billionth of a teaspoon.
They have a certain sense of "mind reading" and can tell the mood of humans just through the slightest changes in gas factors floating in the air.
This big dog may just like the smell of paint.
On the other hand, there is a high probability that August cannot really understand the quality of works of art. It is more likely that he can smell the changes in the mood of human viewers when appreciating different oil paintings, and make different decisions. Just a reaction.
certainly,
This is something that only an extremely smart dog can do.
Anna didn't like this unsightly answer.
She was more emotional and believed that her Auguste would really appreciate the beauty of art. Her aunt did not really leave, but looked at the world and her from time to time through the brown oval pupils of her pet dog. Favorite niece.
"Come, let me tell you a secret."
She stretched out her hands, grabbed August's two front paws hard, put them on her legs, and hugged August's head.
Anna gently poked the other person's big dark brown ears and said slowly: "I secretly signed a contract with a female painter from Algeria. This is the first time in my life that I have been so connected with a painter living in the world. Tightly linked together.”
"She is the kind of brilliant genius, the kind of genius who is destined to be unable to match her sporadic achievements in pen and ink no matter how hard I work in this life. But apart from her skills, this sister is also a rough jade that lacks polish. Sometimes, I even You would think she is even a little green."
"August, I will do my best to help her. Protect her from the trivial matters of the world. I hope that I can become a small footnote in her outstanding life story. Maybe many years later, she really will You can paint the works that I dream of most, what do you think?"
The springer spaniel looked at his mistress quietly, shaking his ears slightly, as if he was listening intently to Miss Elena's little dream that was unknown to outsiders.
A strong wind blew from the sky, causing the branches and leaves of the walnut tree to sway.
Anna gently held down the flying skirt, raised her head, and saw an A109 light helicopter painted in blue and white, produced by Italy's backbone airline Agusta, passing by at a low altitude of more than 20 meters and heading straight to the lake with white paint. A water apron with a big H spray-painted on it.
Anna looked at the helicopter making ripples on the water above the tarmac. She frowned and shook her head slightly as if she remembered something annoying.
"Exaggerated."
The girl picked up the walkie-talkie that she had placed on the armrest of her wheelchair while she was painting, and gently contacted the housekeeper and caregiver who were on standby not far away.
"Cousin Ole is here, I want to go back."
…
"You may have read in high school textbooks that historically the Austrian nobles were generally much wealthier than their German cousins. However, since the Abolition of Nobility Act signed by the Parliament in 1919 came into effect, our Karl After the Emperor was ruthlessly ousted from the throne, the First Republic of Austria treated the nobility much more harshly and cruelly than the Weimar Republic at the same time. Not only did they confiscate land and titles, but even the nobility symbols in their surnames were declared illegal. , many people fell into exile..."
Ole von Kluge has deep-set eyes, slightly high cheekbones, and dark black hair that is slightly curly.
His handsome facial features look very much like the photos of Wittgenstein, the philosopher who was hailed as the perfect lover for European girls.
In fact, it may not be entirely a coincidence.
The traditional families of the Austro-Hungarian Empire are known for their love of marriage, and almost every ancient surname has a kinship relationship.
academically,
Wittgenstein is probably one of the most important philosophers of the twentieth century.
But from the perspective of his influence on modern European history, Wittgenstein may not be the one with the greatest achievements in their family. As one of the most prominent surnames in the Austro-Hungarian Empire, his father was the largest steel tycoon in Europe, and his mother came from a scholarly family and was the cousin of economist Hayek.
Such a high-ranking family name,
Oler thought that if he spent half an hour searching, he would be able to find several cousins with the surname Wittgenstein on the family tree made of the huge cashmere tapestry in his living room.
Just like - he is also the cousin of the last heiress of the ancient surname Elena.
right,
Oler was also from an old aristocratic family in the Austro-Hungarian Empire.
But it’s different from the Anna family.
Because after the collapse of the Habsburg dynasty, they were unwilling to remove the "Feng" symbol that represented the honor of their ancestors, so the elders of his great-grandfather's generation brought gold and silver to enrich the whole family.
Similar to many old money families, they like to take root in the financial industry and traditional heavy industry fields that emphasize personal connections.
Most of Kruger's family members studied finance and have shares in several European private banks with a history of hundreds of years.
Oller himself also manages a private equity fund of approximately 180 million euros and holds dual nationality of Spain and Germany. Based on his blood lineage, he is theoretically the 96th heir to the Spanish royal family.
Since puberty, Oller has been considered by others as a "male enemy".
money and blood,
These two weapons allow Oler to almost never fail in love.
Legally speaking, he is just an ordinary citizen in Germany. Unless there is another Black Death, such an obscure royal succession has almost nothing to do with inheriting the great treasure.
But when it comes to picking up girls.
The "noble" bloodline is more effective than the hand-made custom-made suits and his antique SLS Mercedes-Benz sports car.
In old Europe,
Today in the 21st century, there are still quite a few innocent girls who are willing to have a romantic relationship with a sideline prince like Ole. If they can marry into a wealthy family, Cinderella and become Snow White will simply meet the most passionate desires of girls. illusion.
Now,
Ole, accompanied by the manor's butler, was walking in the corridor of the manor covered with Turkish brocade carpets.
He introduced his cousin in a calm tone to his girlfriend, a second-tier female movie star who was famous for her sexiness, whom he had just hooked up with at the Berlin Film Festival not long ago.
"...Cousin Anna's family has been famous for its love of art since the time of Joseph II. Their family was among the nobles who were the most moderate in accepting the new government, and refused to go into exile or have an affair with the crown prince of the Habsburg family. Restoration movement, what kind of Danube Commonwealth Kingdom.”
"Probably for this reason, the parliament regarded the Elena family as a model of willingness to cooperate and returned almost all of their family's land and manor. Moreover, the number of heirs was very few, and several branches were passed into her hands. To this day, My cousin Anna is still one of the largest landowners in the country and even has ranches and soybean plantations under her name in Latin America.”
"A traitor?"
When the actress wearing toad glasses walked, she almost always snuggled into the arms of the young and golden Prince Charming next to her.
She held a slender lady's cigarette between her kodan-coated fingers, put a cigarette ring on it coquettishly, and then said casually.
"What?" Oler didn't quite hear.
"You just said that she is among the nobles who are the most moderate in accepting the new government. The parliament regards the Elena family as a model of willingness to cooperate..."
The actress thought she was humorous and showed a charming smile, "I am the traitor among you."
Ole looked embarrassed.
This is true, but now the rich are the boss.
Anna was probably one of the best-financed young women in their circle.
Even in terms of size, it is much different from many people on the Forbes rich list who have a net worth of tens of billions.
But the inheritance of family wealth is very stable, especially the assets are of high quality.
Old European moneymakers have always looked down upon those wealthy individuals. Now that the trend is coming, making billions or tens of billions in one or two decades can only be done by good fortune telling. Only by being able to pass on money from one generation to the next can one be considered capable.
Especially now that the art market is so hot,
Just for the thousands of famous works in Elena's family studio, if they are gradually sold over a few years, or simply find a relatively large art fund on Wall Street to cooperate, the cash flow in exchange will be that many listed companies will take Not coming out.
to be honest,
Ole really didn't dare to offend his beautiful cousin who looked like a fairy.
Especially saying this in someone else's manor is too bad at reading the air.
He secretly scolded the other party in his mind for being a good quarrel with other actresses on Twitter. He was totally clueless in his usual speech. He really shouldn't have brought the other party to attend his cousin's birthday party.
Oler smiled and patted the other party's swaying buttocks. At the same time, he made up his mind and decided to kick this stupid woman away when he went back.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the housekeeper in a tuxedo and the maid in a white petticoat in front of him. He didn't know whether it was because of his professionalism or because he really didn't hear anything. Anyway, there was no unhappy expression on his face, so he felt a little relieved.
The housekeeper led Ole to the door of the manor's living room, knocked gently, and opened the door for him after hearing the lady's response from the room.
In the reception room.
A woman in a dress was sitting calmly on a sofa chair by the fire. There was a desert-themed oil painting by the window, holding a white paper in her hand.
There was also a big dog lying quietly at her feet.
I accept everyone's criticism, but I'm really a relative newcomer. Many plots are written slowly, but they are really carefully written. If I change them rashly, I worry that the reading experience will be worse. I hope everyone can understand.
(End of chapter)
