Gu Weijing grabbed the pencil that was still spinning on the table.
There are eight major art academies in Eastern Xia, and Japan has five major art academies in Eastern Xia.
These prestigious art academies are very fond of using still life sketches to test students' pen skills, whether they are joint art examinations or independent examinations.
Even in the past ten years, Musashino Art University, a prestigious school in Asia, has given candidates a few pencils and a picture in every entrance examination for the departments of oil painting, sculpture, industrial planning, and architectural design to test the drawing skills of the candidates. b3 drawing paper.
The teacher then places a few pots of daffodils and other complex still lifes on the table and asks the candidates to spend the limited time on them.
Students' eligibility for admission will be judged based on the completion of their sketches.
This aspect proves the importance of sketching to modern art education.
On the other hand, it shows that the basic skills of sketching cannot fool anyone.
Each person is the same, and each student is at the same level.
Whether the expressiveness is good or bad, between the simple color blocks and the crisscrossing lines, it is easy to show the skill of an art student with his pen.
How about the line and modeling skills? See the article on the pen.
The moment the viewer sees the changes in proportion, deformation, form, color, or texture rendered by the artist's pencil on paper, they instantly realize that some paintings are outstanding and others are mediocre.
For those who love art, sketching does not need a marking teacher to grade it.
Beauty and ugliness, paper has given the answer.
Good or bad is known,
See it at a glance.
"My lighting, positioning, and shaping now seem to be more precise than before." Gu Weijing used the muscles between his fingers to carefully feel the new changes brought about by the improvement of his technique.
Generally speaking, oil paintings and sketches are painting methods that use proportional relationships and light and shadow contrast to express the real world.
In the details, the emphasis of the two pens is still different.
Oil painting focuses more on the emotional expression between brushstrokes and colors.
There are no pigments in sketches, only lines and blocks of color, and only the contrast between black and white and gray.
In the world of sketching, the sun is not orange-red, the sky is not blue, and the lake is not dark green. Everything is just subtle changes in light, shadow, and color.
To achieve this, the use of sketch pencils must be more precise than oil brushes, the positioning of the pen must be more perfect, and the shades of strokes must be more precise.
Gu Weijing looked up at the teacher on the podium and casually tried to draw a sketch of a character on the desk.
In fact, it can't be called a sketch, it's just a basic sketch of the character's eyebrows.
But Gu Weijing captured several core characteristics of the characters.
Slightly messy and flying hair, a square face with well-developed masseter muscles and a classic pointed nose of the Germanic race, plus a few strands of crow's feet at the corners of the eyes diverging from an origin and ending in parallel to each other.
Gu Weijing only spent a few minutes casually drawing a very simple line relationship, and the whole image of Professor Vatel foaming at the mouth on the podium was already in front of him.
Desks do not make good drawing surfaces.
The tabletop, which is made of solid wood and sprayed with waterproof paint, is smooth and smooth, without the adhesion of pencil graphite.
Not only is the friction so low that the pen tip is as difficult to control as an ice skate, but using the brush strokes to create a relationship between light and dark is also completely nonsense.
However,
Gu Weijing's painting happened to be very similar.
His brushstrokes are as light as those of a martial arts master with light skills, walking lightly through the snow in the winter, leaving shallow but clear enough marks on the table.
There is no feeling of ambiguity and sluggishness in the process.
"This is the level of professional sketching at the second level. Among the group of professional painters, it can be regarded as someone who can officially enter the profession, and can be regarded as a 'master' in a small place."
Gu Weijing looked at the portrait of Professor Vatel on the table, at Professor Vatel himself on the podium, and at the right side of the blackboard where the teacher casually drew "Theodore Roosevelt" as an example during class. classic sketch avatar.
Gu Weijing nodded with satisfaction and wiped away the graffiti on the table with the edge of his palm.
"Professor Wattle, now I am the best sketcher in this classroom." He smiled proudly in his heart.
During the few minutes that Gu Weijing studied and realized the improvement in his sketching techniques.
Professor Vatel on the podium has finished today's knowledge content.
As usual, the professor handed out the grid paper he printed to each student and asked them to practice using pen details as a class assignment.
When Gu Weijing got the gridded sketch paper passed from the front row, he was not in a hurry to start writing.
He stared at the sketch paper in front of him for a few seconds, and a new idea came to his mind.
"Snapped!"
Gu Weijing lightly snapped his fingers.
…
at the same time.
The art classroom on the third floor of the teaching building on the east side of Dulwich College is Mrs. Cruz's advanced class.
The advantage of small class teaching is that Mrs. Sakai does not set a special course plan or syllabus. There are only a few students anyway.
She treated the art classroom as a small studio, allowing students to complete their own portfolios.
Mrs. Sakai and her teaching assistant walked through the classroom. Provide creative guidance and revision suggestions based on each person's different circumstances.
"Mr. Xiaosong, by the way, come here and let me tell you something."
Mrs. Sakai stepped on her high heels and walked through the students. After looking left and right for a moment, she found her target.
She stopped Taro Komatsu and motioned for him to follow her to the corner.
Komatsu Taro was stunned for a moment.
Mrs. Sakai used to call him Komatsu-kun or Komatsu-san, which was a more intimate name.
Occasionally, he would even omit his last name and call him "Taro" in the tone of his junior.
Now I use the British title of Mr. Komatsu, which is more polite, but there is a sense of alienation in it.
Komatsu Taro was very unhappy.
I came all the way here for your daughter, but Miss Katsuko seemed to be ignoring him all day long.
Just forget it if you don't discipline it.
You are still looking at me with an indifferent expression here, you are really treating me like a dish, Komatsutaro!
I am also a diamond king who often makes women look at him with lustful eyes, okay!
"Professor Cruz, just in time, I also have something to tell you."
Komatsu Taro snorted in his heart and changed his title.
He did have some opinions that he wanted to mention to Mrs. Sakai.
Since Taro Komatsu began to pursue Ms. Katsuko Sakai, he has been following the classic route of a doting CEO in Korean dramas.
As a result, what did you get in exchange?
It was Miss Sakai who called her late at night and told Komatsutaro "I will not marry you."
All his hard work was poured out on White Eyed Wolf.
In fact, his resentment towards being rejected by Miss Sakai dissipated a lot after drinking two cocktails at the hotel bar.
A little girl who likes to think wildly.
Growing up in a wealthy family like Professor Sakai must have been a canary in a jade cage.
The little girl lacks a clear understanding of society and wealth, and does not know the benefits of a high-quality man like him.
Regarding the future for himself and Katsuko Sakai, Komatsu believes that even if there are short-term twists and turns now, the future must be bright and beautiful.
Miss Katsuko has long hair, short knowledge, big breasts and no brains.
Her mother, Mrs. Sakai, has always been a very sensible person.
Know what is most important and what is best for your daughter.
Mrs. Sakai's wisdom and high emotional intelligence can be seen from the fact that Mrs. Sakai took the initiative to call her over and constantly created opportunities for herself to contact Miss Sakai in the past.
The only regret is that
Miss Katsuko is a bit insufferable, and her affectionate offensive is not very effective.
these few months,
Sakai Katsuko didn't get closer to him, but had a faint tendency to run away.
After Komatsu Taro downed his third glass of whiskey with cherries that night, he made up his mind.
He has shown his gentle big brother side in the past.
Now, Taro Komatsu is ready to change his approach and show the Yamato man's decisive and resolute side, with a samurai-like majestic temperament.
He, Taro Komatsu, starting from today——
Become domineering!
"Madam, you can't pamper your daughter like this!" Taro Xiaosatsu had planned to use a low voice and an unquestionable tone when talking to Mrs. Sakai later, and said coldly: "If you continue to pamper your daughter, your heart will become wild. What does it look like to hang out in Yangon all day? I think it’s time for you to make up your mind and send your daughter Katsuko back to Japan.”
Who is not a domineering CEO who donates excessively?
Since Mrs. Sakai knew in her heart that Taro Osomatsu was irreplaceable in terms of family background and talent.
I want to be the daughter-in-law of Komatsu Gallery,
It's boring to keep putting on airs.
Taro Komatsu said that it would be best to book a flight back to Japan this week and get engaged in Osaka next month.
Women can get married first and then go to college. This kind of thing was not uncommon among female students in the recent Showa era.
After two years, maybe I will have children, where will my heart go?
Komatsu Taro thought his plan was perfect, and he only regretted that he had not proposed it earlier.
"You also have something to tell me?"
Mrs. Sakai stood in the corridor at the entrance of the classroom, straightened her blond hair on her forehead, and said doubtfully.
"You go ahead, Professor Cruz."
Komatsu Taro curled up his lips, ready to listen to what Mrs. Sakai was about to say first, and then he would build up his momentum and then attack.
"Okay, that's it."
Mrs. Sakai looked at Komataro up and down.
She felt that this guy's current tone and demeanor were a bit strange, so she didn't take it to heart. Instead, she got straight to the point and said, "Shengzi wants to participate in the Singapore Art Biennale at the end of this summer. She may need more time to prepare on her own." work."
"Therefore, Shengzi and I both believe that since time is limited, there is no need for her to frequently come to the improvement class to be a teaching assistant. What do you think?"
When Mrs. Sakai said this, there was no intention in her tone to win over Taro Komatsutaro's opinion.
"ah?"
Komatsu Taro was stunned.
The momentum building up in his heart to prepare for an attack suddenly shriveled up like a balloon stuck by a needle.
Are you not going to be a teaching assistant in the improvement class?
Isn't this the private opportunity Mrs. Sakai promised to create for herself to have more contact with Miss Sakai Katsuko?
and,
Is Katsuko Sakai going to participate in this year’s Lion City Art Exhibition now? She’s so young...
"It's a good thing to participate in the exhibition, auntie. Miss Sakai wants to go back to Japan to paint, so I can spend more time with him. Give her some art guidance. After all, you are elders, and it is easier for us peers to communicate with each other." Komatsu Taro still had some confidence in saying this.
He is also a professional player who won the third prize in the student category of the Yokohama Art Triennale.
Although the award itself is inseparable from the marketing help of Komatsu Gallery, family background is also part of the strength.
He considers himself to be an excellent new generation painter.
"What did you do early?"
Mrs. Sakai laughed in her heart.
"Katsuko is very happy creating in Yangon. She will not return to Japan until the end of the semester. For advice or something, thank you for your kindness, Mr. Komatsu, but no need."
Komatsu Taro frowned tightly.
"If that's the case, I don't think I need to stay here anymore. Spring and summer are the peak periods for Komatsu Gallery's business every year, with monthly sales of nearly 100 million yen. If Ms. Sakai Katsuko continues like this, I’m about to consider returning to Japan.”
His words not only pointed out his dissatisfaction, but also reminded Mrs. Sakai how much he was the heir to a large gallery industry.
Xiaosong also has a temper, okay?
I came all the way from Japan, but I didn't really come to be a teaching assistant to teach these Yangon Mountain Cannons.
"That's fine." Mrs. Sakai nodded.
"What? Madam, you..." Komatsu Taro did not expect to get this answer.
He was just expressing his position and negotiating tone, not really wanting to return to Japan.
For example, in the ancient times when Genpei was fighting for hegemony and ministers were in power, so many emperors liked to go to temples at every turn. It was not because they were really tired of power and wanted to become a monk. Instead, they expressed their dissatisfaction with the powerful ministers and generals. The courtiers ran to apologize and greet His Majesty, and the Emperor returned.
This is what Komatsu Taro means when he expresses himself, "If you keep doing this, hum, I will go home."
In the end, Mrs. Sakai really agreed.
What the hell is "this is fine"?
Just drive me away!
If the Emperor of Heian Kyoto had said in court that he was "tired of the troubles of the world and wanted to become a monk and live a pure life," the ministers below would have been overjoyed and clapped their hands twice, and two barbers would have been holding hot water basins. Deng Deng came to the palace and said that he had already wanted to do this. He would ask your majesty to be ordained and become a monk.
I guess the emperor would be very depressed as well.
Komatsu Taro is a little bit troubled now.
"If I really want to go back, it won't be so easy if you ask me to come next time. Ms. Katsuko is good, but I'm not someone who can be summoned and left easily..."
Komatsu Taro told himself not to panic, Mrs. Sakai was just showing off, and she definitely still wanted him to stay.
"Mr. Komatsu still has a big business to take care of at home, so I won't bother you here with these trivial matters. Say hello to Mr. Kenta Komatsu for me. When I return to Japan when I have free time, Issei and I will go to Osaka to visit President Komatsu in person. "
"As for Shengzi, well, she is just a naive little girl, and she is not worthy of concern for a young man with a bright future like you."
Mrs. Sakai said expressionlessly: "Let me know when Mr. Komatsu is leaving, and I will book a first-class ticket for you to express my gratitude."
She is a very decisive woman.
When I first discovered that my daughter and Gu Weijing were very close, I was so decisive when I called Komatsu Taro from Japan.
It would be so decisive to give up Kosatsu Taro now.
If you can't become a son-in-law, there is no need to even have a meal together to say goodbye.
At this time, I pulled two young people together and said lovingly and with tears in my eyes, although you two can't be partners. But you can continue to be good friends in private, communicate with each other, and support each other with polite words that have no meaning at all.
Now that I have already agreed in my heart to the relationship between Gu Weijing and Sakai Katsuko, it would seem very tasteless to continue to flirt with the young people of the Komatsu family here.
I gave you a chance, but you failed.
Saying everything clearly now is also a sign of respect for Taro Komatsu.
"I have to go to the bathroom now."
After Mrs. Sakai tactfully expressed that Kosatsu Taro could leave, she turned around and prepared to walk deeper into the corridor without hesitation.
"Wait a minute, I want to know, is it because of Gu Weijing?"
Komatsu Taro could not deceive himself.
He has clearly felt the change in Mrs. Sakai's attitude towards him.
It's just that he still has a sense of unreality and absurdity.
Katsuko Sakai lost her mind, and Mrs. Sakai also lost her mind.
What a shrewd person this blonde aunt is.
How could he really drive himself away?
"Now that we've reached this point, let's just be honest. Comparing family background, talent, and future, what is the difference between me and the so-called Gu Weijing? Isn't he worthy of competing with me? What?"
Komatsu Taro gritted his teeth.
In addition to being jealous, I also felt that I had been insulted.
"Okay, if Mr. Komatsu really wants to know the answer."
Mrs. Sakai originally did not want to respond to such a meaningless question.
Thinking that Osomatsu Taro had indeed come to Yangon for a month specifically for Shengzi, she still stopped.
The blonde turned sideways.
"First and most importantly, Katsuko likes him."
"Mr. Komatsu, I don't want to hurt you. You have your own advantages and a good family background. A lifetime of silent efforts by ordinary painters cannot match the effect of Komatsu Gallery holding an art exhibition for its young master and doing a marketing promotion. Therefore, There is no need to compare your talent with your peers. Being good at birth is also a matter of strength. However, if you really want to compare..."
Mrs. Sakai paused for two seconds, suddenly sneered, and looked at Taro Kosomatsu playfully.
"You are nearly five years older than Gu Weijing, who was born in a remote village. Let's not talk about future potential, but only about your current painting talent. Are you really sure that you can compare with the so-called Gu Weijing you say?"
After she said this, she didn't even look at Kosatsu Taro. She arrogantly disappeared into the depths of the corridor like a proud old princess.
Behind him, Taro Komatsu was like a frozen sculpture, silent for more than ten seconds.
His face turned blue and purple, and he wanted to get angry, but he held back for some unknown reason.
a long time,
Komatsu Taro leaned against the wall, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and clicked on the photo wall updated by Katsuko Sakai some time ago in the friends column of special interest.
The base of an oil painting comes into view.
It is a really eye-catching work, with elegant brushwork and fresh and peaceful colors.
The shadows of the leaves seem to be blown by the wind, forming a layered effect, and the look and feel of the picture is harmonious and unified.
Komatsu Taro browses Katsuko’s Instagram every day, and he saw this photo shortly after it was updated.
However, Taro Komatsu was unwilling to believe that this was the manuscript created by Gu Weijing.
"What can he do? What can he do?" Komatsu Taro was furious.
There are indeed senior masters in the world who can fuse different artistic trends in their hands. He himself followed his father to visit a master of painting who lived in Yokohama and was now over seventy years old.
This master cleverly combined the flat painting method of Nawa-e with the Brazilian artistic style with strong colonial characteristics in South America. He is regarded as a highly respected power in the Japanese art world.
The media flatteringly called his achievement "the second Impressionism/re-creation of Impressionism".
Excluding the local media propaganda and propaganda. That old gentleman with a white beard could master such a novel painting style only through half a century of meticulous polishing and tireless artistic pursuit.
There are 7 to 8 billion people in the world, and there are also geniuses who have never been born before.
He graduated from the Royal Academy of Fine Arts at the age of sixteen, won the Pulitzer Prize for his comic drawings at the age of twenty-seven, and sold oil paintings worth US$700,000 each at the age of thirty.
Katsuko Sakai is one of them.
Taro Komatsu knew that he was not actually a genius. Without the help of a good family background, he could have been surrounded by a hotbed of super artistic resources since he was a child.
He himself can at most be considered a talented painter, but he cannot afford the word genius.
Komatsu Taro was not too discouraged.
Among those great talents who can really change the history of art, who are not born and raised by luck, and it takes five, ten, fifteen or even fifty years for one of them to come out?
And if they want to paint great works, their careers are mostly bumpy.
Not to mention Van Gogh, Monet was suppressed by academics, Cao Xuan experienced great changes in his family and country, and Picasso was famous enough, but he was both an old gangster and a misogynist.
Those romantic affairs that make outsiders look envious, those love-hate relationships between the artist and his dozens of beautiful lovers that are constantly being cut off and confused.
It seems to posterity that every page is stained with blood and tears.
His whole life was torturing both his women and himself.
Genius is the kiss of poison on God's lips.
Komatsu Taro doesn't have such a talent, so he doesn't have to envy him.
But why the hell does Gu Weijing have it?
Is he worthy enough to paint such outstanding works at this age?
Especially the affectionate and tender caption that Ms. Sakai left on the photo on INS - [My love].
Komatsu Taro looked at the whole person as if he were a stingy fat-headed fish, and he was about to get angry!
He took off the Ray-Ben sunglasses on his forehead and slammed them on the corridor floor, letting the Ferrari co-branded sunglasses worth two thousand dollars fall into pieces and bounce around.
"Fuck! Gu Weijing."
(End of chapter)
