Chapter 20 Art is subtle, intention is fine
Generally speaking, if you make a bracelet, you will go directly into the machine, which is the "car bead" as the saying goes.
But Lu Zi'an is not ready to use the machine directly, because an expert like Mr. Zhuo has very high requirements for the skewers.
The machine was perfect, but it lacked an aura.
Lu Zi'an put the wood on the workbench, determined the approximate texture of each bead, and then waved his knife to cut the material.
This piece of purple avocado is rich in oiliness all over the body, with high density, delicate and regular texture, and the texture is almost invisible, leaving only a touch of purple light, which is very suitable for making bracelets.
The timber is cut into 108 pieces and a rectangular piece and then the machine is started to punch holes.
Then a thin straight steel wire is passed through the hole, fixed.
He picked out a few flat knives, took a deep breath, and quickly lowered the knife at a square piece of wood.
"Oh my God. Zhuo Peng gasped: "This ......"
Zou Kai's eyes widened: "This is like a machine......"
It was really Lu Zi'an's knife that was too fast, he didn't think he could see clearly enough from the side, and wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Shen Mange.
She looked calm and lowered her voice: "Don't go over, it will affect him." ”
"Yes, don't go there. Hearing that it would affect Lu Zi'an, Zhuo Peng grabbed Zou Kai and took half a step back.
In the air, a very, very strong scent of descents permeated.
Pieces of small material rotated rapidly under Lu Zi'an's knife, the back of the knife was lightly scratched on the steel wire, and the finished beads gently slid to the other side, the blade rotated, and the second piece of wood was blocked in front of Lu Zi'an.
This process is like flowing water, Lu Zi'an's hand holding the knife is very steady, and the light reflects his focused eyes, this scene is particularly sacred.
One hundred and eight pieces of wood were all passed through, Lu Zi'an felt that his wrist was already sore, and the last knife was finished, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.
A cup of steaming warm water happened to be handed over to him, and he didn't bother to reach out, so he lowered his head and drank it all in one go.
When he finished drinking, Shen Mange reached out and gently pinched his wrist: "Take a rest." ”
Lu Zi'an snorted, staring at the rectangular piece of wood with lowered eyes.
Shen Mange's fingers were very cold, and when he pressed lightly on his wrist, he felt very comfortable, and with the warmth generated by the massage, he felt his whole body relax.
After stopping for ten minutes, Lu Zi'an pinched the wood: "Okay." ”
Shen Mange took half a step back, and Lu Zi'an picked up the thin knife and began to polish and polish.
The oiliness of the purple avocado gradually oozes out, and the color on the surface of the beads begins to darken, but the smell comes out instead, and gradually turns into a faint fragrance.
The beads slid from front to side of him, and when they were all done, the bracelet was finished.
Super purple avocado, beautiful texture, perfect condition, the surface is covered with landscape patterns, very beautiful.
After fine polishing, the surface of the beads becomes warm and smooth like jade, and the glass glaze is shiny.
Seeing Lu Zi'an sitting down in front of the workbench, Zhuo Peng couldn't help but step forward and lightly **.
"Wow......" Zou Kai carefully touched the surface of the beads, and he could even see the shiny oil, which was very transparent, with a texture like glass, and the feel was very smooth.
"I don't even feel like I want to give it to my grandfather, I'm guilty!" Zhuo Peng lamented: "Shen Yun is introverted and never tired of looking at it, this is the bracelet I have always dreamed of!"
Zou Kai didn't raise his head: "Brother Peng, really, you can find something else, this bracelet makes me okay, I like this bead so much!"
"Get out!" Zhuo Peng was a little reluctant to even give his grandfather, how could he give him his love.
The two of them touched the beads one by one, and touched them all.
Zou Kai smacked his tongue and said: "I'll go, I feel that each one is the same size, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that this was not a machine car......"
"Hey, where is the master?" Zhuo Peng's eyes were still glued to the beads and couldn't be removed.
Lu Zi'an was carving the rectangular piece of wood, and what made him embarrassed was that he had hit a bottleneck.
Old man Zhuo likes dragons, he wants to carve a dragon on this small piece of wood, if it is just a relief, there is a waste of such exquisite beads, if it is miniature carving, his current craftsmanship can not meet the requirements he wants......
After much thought, he decided to give it a try.
He took a deep breath, stared down at the wood, and said calmly, "Don't let them come close." ”
Shen Mange hummed softly, and regardless of the opposition of the two people, he directly drove the two out.
She closed the door and stood behind the door quietly watching Lu Zi'an's back.
Lu Zi'an didn't know anything about all this, and he devoted himself to carving.
Accessories should not be too large, otherwise they may hinder or inconvenience the counting when reciting.
Although he wasn't sure if Old Man Zhuo was just playing or something else, he had to think it through.
And to carve a complete dragon on a small piece of wood, the only way to do this is to use miniature and openwork techniques.
Lu Zi'an felt that he followed the carving knife and sank into the wood grain, gradually deepening along the line texture, he was the dragon, and the dragon was him.
He opened his teeth and claws, he looked up to the sky and roared, he soared in the air, he chased the sea of clouds.
And when he melted into the wood, his body and mind became light and stable in the faint fragrance, and he put away his claws and hovered over the wood playfully with a protective demeanor.
It was a very wonderful state, Lu Zi'an felt that the knife in his hand seemed to have spirituality, it had its own soul, and it resonated with his thoughts, and they had an incomparable tacit understanding.
The dragon under Lu Zi'an's finger took off in the air, as if it would fly away in the next second, but it was attached to this faint incense, and he was reluctant to leave.
Multi-faceted.
The dragon didn't get caught up in anything, it was only the faint scent, just the auspicious clouds.
The art of miniature carving is "art in the micro", the more subtle, the more refined the effort.
Miniature carving is also an art that pays great attention to the picture and the rules, which is the "intention to be fine".
The dragon's head is exquisite, the further down it becomes, the more delicate it becomes, it seems that it is just an auspicious cloud covering the dragon's body and tail, but if you look carefully with a magnifying glass, you can still see the dragon scales behind the thin wood.
The carving knife slowly slid over the dragon's eye, and the whole dragon seemed to come to life.
In particular, the purple tone in the sea yellow black reflects the overall shape is very stable and atmospheric, which fully reflects the characteristics of sea yellow.
Lu Zi'an played with this small wood carving, his expression could not hide his excitement, and he said softly: "Manman." ”
"Huh?" Shen Mange walked behind him with light steps.
"Look, I succeeded!" Lu Zi'an happily handed the dragon to her: "Look!"
Shen Mange admired it carefully and said in surprise: "Is this a whole dragon, or is it blurred below?"
Unexpectedly, she actually saw the essence at a glance, Lu Zi'an narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Of course it's a whole dragon!"
He pulled her to put the wood carving under a magnifying glass to look at it carefully, and Shen Mange carefully ** the delicate dragon whiskers: "It's amazing...... It's a good feeling ......."
"Of course, because the sea butter pear has a smart and gorgeous texture, as well as a super texture and stability, the carved pieces are all first-class!" Lu Zi'an then remembered that there seemed to be two people missing in the room: "Hey, Zhuo Peng, they're gone?"