Chapter Seventy-Six: Immersive
Old man Li's tool is a tool for painting oil paintings.
Seems to be very good at this.
"What is good to draw?" Han Fan couldn't think of anything to draw for a while, and looked back at Old Man Li and the others.
Looking at little Lori, I also thought of it.
"Kid, look up and show me. Han Fan said with a smile on his face.
Little Lori raised her head suspiciously, what did this big brother do to see her?
But for the sake of this big brother's better looks, let him see it.
To be honest, the handsome face is still more popular everywhere.
For this little Lori, Han Fan likes it a lot, after all, she looks so cute.
Everyone was also stunned, didn't they want to draw a little Lori?
"Big brother, is there something wrong?"
"Okay, nothing more. ”
Han Fan imprinted all the expressions of the little Lori in his mind, and quickly constructed the content he wanted to draw.
Since this family is so harmonious, let's draw their family.
Although the canvas is a bit small, it can be fully drawn.
At this moment, Han Fan has fully integrated into it.
Old man Li also saw what this kid wanted to paint, but if he paints people, he can say that a good painting is a good painting, and it is difficult to paint a difficult painting, and the self-portrait has extremely high requirements for the control of those details, and most people have only painted a skin, so they can know who he paints, but the specific details are difficult to control.
Otherwise, the paintings that have been handed down to the present day will not be so little.
"Mona Lisa's Smile" is a household name, that is, that little charm is fully expressed, the most difficult thing about portrait painting is realism and expressiveness, it is precisely in these four words, Van Gogh expressed.
This portrait expresses the aesthetic concept of the Renaissance, the pursuit of the ultimate beauty of women, the elegant, tranquil demeanor, profound thoughts and noble character.
So you can learn a lot from a painting.
Now this young man has to be cautious in every stroke, and the slightest carelessness can easily break the overall structure.
But the next moment, Old Man Li was dumbfounded.
This young man is painting with two hands!
"Young man, can you draw well?" Old Man Li couldn't help but ask.
Even he couldn't use two hands to write at the same time, after all, this was not an abstract painting.
"It's okay, draw faster like this. Han Fan smiled calmly, not caring at all.
But after all, art takes time, and it must not be fast, but since this young man said so, Old Man Li didn't say anything more, wanting to see what kind of painting he could draw.
"Dad, I'm going back first, and I'll come back tomorrow. Li Mingcheng got up and said.
I don't plan to wait any longer.
Although this young man wants to draw fast, where can he go fast, it takes at least a few days to paint a portrait normally, because if you want to paint meticulously and control the rhythm, you must go through the precipitation of time, otherwise the things drawn will be like waste paintings.
"Well, okay, you guys go back first, be careful on the way. Old man Li nodded and said.
He also knew that it would take a lot of time, and they were busy, so it was better to go back first.
"No, it's done quickly, not even half an hour. "Han Fan leaves when he sees people, and he also makes a statement to stay, these people are his own witnesses, how can he say that he will leave, it takes so much time to paint a portrait at his current level.
This is a serious desecration of the title of the saint of his own painting, which is unbearable.
"Haha, young man, you're too big. Li Mingcheng couldn't help but shake his head when he heard Han Fan's words that he didn't know how to be thick, it seems that he really only paints a little fur, so he came here to pretend to be forced, he was going to look forward to it, but now it seems that there is no need to wait at all.
This young man must have lost to his father.
In half an hour, it is already amazing to be able to draw a general outline, and he still wants to complete it directly, which is simply too jumpy, it is impossible.
At this moment, the couple is also a little dissatisfied with this kid, it is too inflated.
Old man Li's face also fell, he was kind enough to compete with you, and you were actually painting casually, which was undoubtedly a great insult to him.
"You give me back the tools, I won't compete with you anymore, you are simply insulting this art!" Old man Li was very angry, his face was slightly red, and his expression was not good-looking.
Originally, in Old Man Li's opinion, if this young man really had this level of painting, he planned to teach him, after all, what was lacking now was young vitality.
The current National Artists Association is a group of old men, and most of them have not found suitable offspring.
If this continues, talent will wither sooner or later.
However, he was ready to teach this young man, and he couldn't even sink this little anger, and he was so angry that he immediately drove this young man out.
I've been painting for fifty years, and it's not so inflated.
Even painting a leaf requires careful attention to detail, let alone a portrait.
Han Fan glanced at Old Man Li and didn't speak again, but his spirit became more and more concentrated.
Old man Li was even more angry when he ignored him, and he was just about to have a seizure, but he saw the canvas in front of Han Fan.
Stunned.
Seems to be really taking shape, huh?
Even Li Mingcheng noticed something unusual, and just when they were angry, the young man didn't know when, and drew the overall outline.
They also saw that this young man was actually planning to draw four people, was he planning to draw their family of four?
"Dad, is he this?"
Li Mingcheng was also unsure, this was too terrifying, he hadn't noticed it yet, he had already painted so much.
And it seems to have a little bit of flavor.
"Don't speak. Old man Li waved his hand at him and stared at Han Fan tightly, for fear of missing any details.
Even he couldn't be so fast.
As time passed, their originally plain expressions became more and more shocked, and they were all a little stunned without their previous contempt.
Doesn't this art need time to precipitate before it can show its true artistic value?
Originally, the canvas was snow-white, but now there are four more lifelike people, and even the slightest detail of their expressions has not been lost.
Brush........
Han Fan's hands were constantly dancing without pausing, and it was as if he was dancing, which was fascinating.
One person, two people....... Until the fourth person is perfectly portrayed.
"That's it! Today I'm going to show you what a contemporary painting saint is, it seems that you still underestimate your own strength, twenty minutes is enough. ”
After Han Fan said these words, he also put down all the tools in his hand and gave up the space.
Li Mingcheng was completely dumbfounded at this moment, his eyes widened, his mouth couldn't be closed for a long time, and in their stunned efforts, he actually completed the family portrait oil painting!
And that look, just like the real thing, makes people feel like they are there, and the people in these paintings are as if they are alive.
Old man Li, who was originally angry, was even more incredulous, and he saw a ghost-like look.
What happened in these twenty minutes can be described as miraculous.
Not to mention how well the painting works, this speed alone has already amazed everyone.
How could it be, he actually drew it!
This is different from other arts, this for the average novice, every stroke, is the need to think deeply, if a stroke is wrong, it is very likely that all of them have come, and each stroke leaves traces are so appropriate.
I can't find a sense of disobedience, and the tones are so blended.
"Big brother, are you painting me?" Little Lori took a closer look, and even she was deeply fascinated.
"Grandpa, you're laughing, Dad, you're laughing, Mommy!"
Little Lori suddenly jumped back, it was too real, making her feel like a real family in front of her.
Han Fan's every stroke was thoughtful, and when he drew this stroke, he had already taken into account the next ten strokes, which ended so quickly.
The whole picture kept coming out of my mind.
"It's amazing, it's amazing!"
Old man Li kept exclaiming, wanting to reach out and touch it, but he didn't dare, for fear of breaking it, which was far beyond the scope of modern technology.
Even in the era of the Renaissance, I am afraid that no one could come out of this young man!
"Ah, grandma is watching me!"
Little Lori suddenly exclaimed, which directly made the couple and the old man stunned.
They looked in the direction that Lori was pointing.
Originally, they were still wondering what kind of grandmother there was, but the more they looked at it, the more they felt that there was something familiar about this painting, but this familiar feeling was long-lost and warm, as if they had been surrounded by something.
Soon, Old Man Li found out.
"Xiaocui, is that you?"
Old man Li's tears flowed down, as if he had been touched by something, his lips kept trembling, and an indescribable feeling surged up.
Li Mingcheng also discovered the hidden content of this painting, a hidden old man was hidden in their expressions, without one person, the whole painting could not have this effect.
It's as if the hidden old man has always been by their side.
While they were immersed in this emotion, suddenly the door was pushed open.
"Brother Han, I'm here. ”
At this time, Zhao Li walked in with a smile on her face, carrying a lunch box in her hand.
But she was dumbfounded when she entered the room.
What a situation!
How did an old man and a young man hug each other, and crocodile tears fell in front of a painting.
"Sister Zhao, you're here. ”
Han Fan didn't care about them, and hurriedly walked in front of Zhao Li.
Suddenly, a fresh fragrance came.