Chapter 70: The First Man
Under the pen of Bai Ye, slender and slender bamboos are presented on the walls. The verdant and tender green bamboo, the bamboo joints are distinct, the overall layout is more but not chaotic, less but not sparse, and the composition is very fresh and natural.
But that's not the point......
To Yu Chi's surprise, the bamboo outlined by white leaves with oil paint, one branch and one leaf, is clearly understood.
This is definitely not an abstract painting.
It is important to know that the essence of abstract painting lies in the expression of imagery. Well, to spit it out, in the eyes of ordinary people, the characteristic of abstract painting is ...... Nothing like painting.
To put it bluntly, abstraction and figuration are opposite, deliberately not like painting, and then let people imagine and perceive.
Now the bamboo on the walls is painted very realistically.
It's a realistic style.
Yu Chi found it interesting, so after Bai Ye became famous with classical statues, did he have to compromise on painting? This is also understandable, after all, many people's aesthetics of painting art are still in the stage of painting like a good painting.
There is no shame in currying favor with the mainstream public.
"Huh!"
However, after a while, Yu Chi was stunned again, "That's not right." ”
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
The little fat man was next to him and felt strange: "I feel that the bamboo painted by my uncle is very beautiful." ”
"Don't speak. ”
Yu Chi took out his phone, opened the software, and began to record a video.
In the shot, Shiraba holds a paintbrush, dips paint on the palette, and applies it directly to the wall. The movements are so smooth that there is no stagnation at all.
This shows that in his heart, he knows the structure and details of the pictures.
Or rather, be confident.
From the very beginning, to the further shaping of the details, this process for novices needs to carefully consider and consider, or take a step back, and observe several times from different angles before they dare to start carefully.
But the white leaves are like flowing clouds and water, without any interruption.
The pen is decisive and done in one go.
Moreover, the process is rarely modified or adjusted.
This is the self-confidence in his own skills, and it is the result of years of hard practice, and the performance of strong basic skills.
Anyway, a group of students saw it in their eyes, and the voices of light shouts came and went, and their eyes were full of envy. After all, compared to Bai Ye, they seem to have crippled hands.
As for Yu Chi, the expression on his face was like overturning a paint bottle, and various colors were intertwined.
He was shocked and dumbfounded. He is different from the students, or in the eyes of the students, the bamboo painted by white leaves is just very delicate and beautiful. But in his eyes, there is a wealth of connotation.
Anyone who understands Chinese and Western cultures will understand his shock.
Anyway, Yu Chi thinks that the bamboo in Bai Ye's pen is not very good in terms of artistic conception, wind and bones, cultural meaning or something, but he can be sure that as for the expression of bamboo, it is an innovation.
Perhaps an unprecedented feat!
Thinking of this, Yu Chi was also a little excited, as if he had inadvertently become a witness to the initiative.
At the same time, he was also a little jealous, he was also a young man, he was seven or eight years older than Bai Ye. Whether it is in terms of background or education, he is completely white.
But in terms of artistic understanding, he was crushed by Bai Ye.
You must know that his father is Yu Hao, a master of the painting world. With a family connection, he did not make a name for himself in the painting world, but set up a training class and brought a group of children into the industry.
In the eyes of outsiders, this must be the performance of the Humen dog.
Privately, secretly, I don't know how to laugh at him.
Doesn't Yu Chi know how to be motivated?
However, in the world of art, simple diligence can only lay a solid foundation.
If you want to be famous and get ahead, you really need talent. Yu Chi worked hard for more than ten years, but he didn't know how much he suffered before he admitted that he had no talent in despair.
Fortunately, with the care of his family and friends, he did not give up on himself, but founded a training class.
This can be regarded as a kind of empathy, pinning one's hopes on gifted children.
Of course, no matter how much empathy is placed, when he wakes up in the middle of the night, Yu Chi must not have a taste in his heart. Especially the creativity that Bai Ye is showing now, he is even more stimulated.
What you can't find by yourself, people can throw it out casually as if they were playing.
What is this?
Yu Chi is sour.
But my hand is steady, and I continue to record the video.
After a long time, Bai Ye finally put away his pen, picked up the color palette, took two steps back, and looked at his paintings.
Overall very satisfied, there are some minor issues that need to be modified.
It took a few minutes to complete the project.
There is no need for Bai Ye to wash the pen and scrape the color palette by himself, and the students next to him are vying to do it for him.
All kinds of praises are endless.
"Uncle, I like your paintings. ”
"The bamboo leaves are one by one, sharp and thin, and they are very beautiful. ”
"I can't tell if it's real bamboo next to it or the painting on the wall. ”
The last thing was said by the little fat man, a proper rainbow fart.
"Haha. ”
Bai Ye was relieved to hear this, and said with a smile: "No matter how nice you say, I won't keep you down for dinner." Besides, you say that my painting is good, do you really understand what is good?"
"Good is good, what's the problem?"
"Uncle, you're not a Chinese teacher, don't let people do reading comprehension all day long. ”
"The composition, the form, it's very comfortable. Especially the colors, which are bright and bright, and pleasing to the eye......"
In the end, there are still talents among the students, and the young man Xiao Gao shook his head, and his evaluation was high-sounding, but he also had a bit of a critic's posture.
Bai Ye laughed, ignored the students, and turned his head to look at Yu Chi: "You recorded it?"
"Recorded. Yu Chi nodded.
Bai Ye smiled and advised, "Don't show it to Professor Yu, lest I laugh at the generous family." ”
"No, no one dares to laugh at you. ”
Yu Chi's eyes are a little complicated, "Painting bamboo in the way of oil painting can show the image of ink bamboo." As far as I know, no one in China has ever painted, let alone Westerners, and you should be the first. ”
"Exaggeration, right?" Bai Ye was stunned.
You must know that in this world, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Eastern and Western worlds were connected, and the cultures were blended. Therefore, the art of oil painting in the West entered the East several hundred years earlier than the original time and space.
In five or six hundred years, hasn't anyone had a similar idea?
"Not an exaggeration. ”
Yu Chi shook his head and said: "You must know that in China, Chinese painting has always been in a strong position, and Western oil painting art has only slowly flourished in China in the past 100 years. ”
"In the past, even if someone absorbed the nutrients of oil painting, they were directly integrated into Chinese painting. For example, the form of gongbi painting is similar to that of oil painting. ”
"After absorbing the space and perspective techniques of oil painting, gongbi painting has flourished. Therefore, it is very common to draw bamboo with fine brushwork. ”
"As for oil painting and painting bamboo, domestic painters don't paint it, but Westerners can't learn the essence of Chinese painting, and they don't have the foundation of calligraphy. ”
Yu Chi sighed: "Therefore, your oil painting bamboo is compatible with the characteristics of Chinese and Western art, and it is a formal innovation, and the style is very novel, and it belongs to a pioneering change." ”
"Huh?"
Bai Ye was a little in a daze, it was too unexpected.
After all, he still thought that the world was different, and similar art forms should be commonplace.
I never expected that I would accidentally make a new initiative.
He swore that this time it was definitely not a deliberate comparison, it was purely an accident.
Click, click.
After Yu Chi took two more photos, he took a deep look at Bai Ye, and left with a group of students. But he was sure he would come back......