Although the sun is not depicted in the oil paintings, the effect of light is already set off through the color change of the grass.

It can be said that the old man who paints oil painting has grasped the essence of outdoor sketching in oil painting. This is an impressionist technique, but it is used by him in the realistic style of oil painting.

However, it is certainly impossible to talk about how high the level is.

After all, I've only been studying for a few months, and I'm definitely not as good as a professional oil painter. However, the processing of composition, picture, and color is very old-fashioned, and this is the experience that comes into play.

It is not easy to cross borders, but there are some things that are common.

With decades of painting experience, the works of the old man who painted oil paintings naturally give people a colorful and sunny texture.

"How'......"

The old man put away his pen and looked at everyone with a smile: "My painting is not bad." ”

"It's not bad. ”

"It's amazing. ”

"It's a masterpiece!"

"Wonderful!"

A group of young and middle-aged painters flattered and gave face.

"Phew! The old man of the oil painting smiled and scolded: "It's over, it's over, it's obviously killing me." ”

"Say hello, you are not happy, do you have to scold you for being rotten, you are willing. ”

The old man of Gongbi walked over, squinted at the painting, and commented on the matter: "But your oil painting, the brushstrokes are intermittent, and it is indeed bad enough." ”

“…… This is my unique technique, my unique technique. The old man defended, but there was a sense of modesty in his tone.

He himself noticed it and immediately changed the subject: "Anyway, the color is stronger than yours, look at how bright, realistic, and translucent my oil painting is......"

"Heh, such a dull painting, you can sell yourself and boast, don't you feel sorry. ”

The two old men complained to each other and belittled each other's paintings as worthless. After arguing for a moment, they turned their heads neatly and looked at the others, "What do you think?"

"Lao Yu, you can judge, whose painting is better?"

"Lao Zhang, don't dodge, you can also tell me, is it my oil painting, the color is more brilliant and vivid?"

“……”

Those who were named all looked at each other and smiled bitterly, helpless.

An old man was clever and shouted, "You, you have been fighting for most of your life, and every meeting does not stop. This is an internal contradiction, you guys solve it yourself, I don't bother to pay attention to it. ”

"Yes, yes. A few others hurriedly chimed in.

Yu Hao is no exception, and the troubles are eastward: "In my opinion, the works of both of you are too clueless to be justified. If you ask me, it's better to ask the younger generations, maybe they have different opinions. ”

"That makes sense. ”

A few old men have fully demonstrated what it means to be cunning. Relying on their age, they sold a group of people, and everyone "dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak".

"Makes sense. ”

The old man smiled, immediately called someone up, and said, "Xiao Xiao, what do you think is wrong with that oil painting?"

"Why don't you talk about your orchids, dry, numb, and childish!" the old man in the oil painting sneered.

Xiao Xiao is not small, in his forties, with a high hairline, which shows his hard work. He came up with a bitter face, looking left and right, tangled.

But he's not stupid, and he knows that in this case, the grass on the wall can't do it.

So as soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately stiffened his head and said: "There is indeed a problem with oil painting...... It's not about brushstrokes, it's just about color changes, it's too stiff. From bright green to withered yellow, there is no gradient, very incongruous......"

This comment is to the point.

Everyone listened, compared, and nodded unconsciously.

"Haha, if you hear it, you say your painting is not good. The old man was triumphant.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao turned the muzzle of the gun and fired: "This Gongbi orchid, this composition is good, there are long and short, high and low, and a strong sense of rhythm." However, there is also a bit of a problem with the coloring, the cyan is not dyed, and the color is not correct. Where it articulated, traces were left ......"

Well!

Those who know how to write take a closer look and think it is true.

This is also normal, after all, the old man who paints orchids with a brush, what he is best at is...... Calligraphy. This is a famous calligrapher in the country, painting is just his preference, and the level is not very high.

That's why the bet between the two can be valid. Because this is not their profession, the competition is interesting.

Otherwise, professional vs. non-professional is pure bullying, and it makes no sense.

"Haha, look, I'll just say, you can't. The old man scoffed.

The old man snorted, and continued to call: "Who's that, come up!"

With Xiao Xiao taking the lead, others were naturally not stunned.

One by one, they came up, laughing, or straightforward, or tactful and subtle, and each commented on the advantages and disadvantages of the two works.

In fact, everyone knows that the process of this evaluation is their understanding of art and their ability to appreciate the works.

Through these evaluations, we can roughly reflect what level they are at.

Even if you don't understand it before, you can probably know what is going on when you see other people's reactions and taste it carefully, so no one dares to take it lightly.

One by one, there were fewer and fewer people, and finally it was the turn of the white leaves.

Seeing Bai Ye come forward, some people's eyes flickered slightly. However, they didn't react in particular, just kept quiet and smiled and watched.

"Bai Ye, you are a professional, you are ......"

The old man smiled and said, "What about the broken oil painting?"

"By the way, don't say good, only disadvantages. ”

The old man added, smiling treacherously: "Everyone knows his garbage level, don't slap him on the back and waste time." ”

The old man snorted, probably tired and too lazy to argue.

"Actually, this oil painting is still at a high level. Bai Ye smiled, he should praise it, he will definitely not save trouble, according to the truth: "Whether it is the layout or the change of color, it is quite rich and has a certain sense of hierarchy." ”

"But the shortcomings are also more obvious. ”

Bai Ye hit the nail on the head and said: "The biggest problem is...... The light perception is a bit distorted. ”

"What do you mean?" the crowd was stunned.

Bai Ye further explained: "The so-called light perception is actually the change of light and color. A good oil painting must be the expression of color, shape, brushwork, texture and harmony. ”

"What should I say about this oil painting?"

Shiraba carefully analyzed: "This is to use the color and brightness of the grass to express the sense of light. But you may not have enough grasp of the changes of light, so that there is no harmony and unity in the inherent color, light source color, and environmental color in the painting. ”

"So this work, it seems to be colorful, but in fact, the light and color are a bit chaotic, and it doesn't form an overall ......"

After hearing this, everyone's eyes also changed a little subtly.

“…… Hahaha!"

Caught off guard, the old man laughed.