Hearing Bai Ye's words, Xiao Luo's eyes suddenly became sharp.

The two are-for-tat, this is a battle of ideas.

You must know that art has developed to the present, and there is no unified standard. And with the advent of experimental art, easel painting seems to be in decline.

Two factors determine that many painters have a sense of mission in the art of painting. A belief in exploring and researching to make the art of painting brilliant again.

However, the category of painting is too large and complicated.

Don't say anything else, just oil painting, several directions. However, every painter basically has his own persistence, and believes that the direction and path of his own learning are correct.

At least that's what Xiao Luo thinks, he thinks that people like Bai Ye, who first debuted with abstraction and then switched to a realistic style halfway, didn't insist at all, and were unreliable.

Believe him, the gamble is too big.

So Xiao Luo, I don't want Yu Chi to jump into this pit.

"Impressionism is the ancestor of modern painting. ”

After staring at him for a moment, Xiao Luo said verbatim: "First, there was Impressionism, and then there was the birth of three-dimensional and abstract ism, and it can be said that modern painting schools are all branches of Impressionism. I believe that as long as we continue to delve into it, Impressionism will give people even greater surprises. ”

He is very confident.

In other words, every accomplished painter has no shortage of self-confidence.

Everyone feels that what others can't do, they can definitely accomplish.

Therefore, Xiao Luo believes that the important task of revitalizing Impressionism is to sacrifice himself.

"Perhaps......"

Bai Ye was noncommittal: "The problem is that the realistic style is the same, the evolution and localization of oil painting, the integration of Chinese elements, this is also a direction worth exploring, if it is successful, its artistic value and influence are not necessarily much worse." ”

"It's easy to say. ”

Xiao Luo said disdainfully: "The paths are different, the styles don't match, how can they be integrated? The so-called success is just a pie and an attic in the sky. ”

"Do you think that the oil painting of the double bridge is not a success?" asked Bai Ye.

"Do you think it's a success?"

Xiao Luo sneered: "Then your standard of success is too low-end. Although I didn't see the real thing, I can tell from the various detailed photos. Your oil painting, at best, is a little new, and it is still new on the surface, and the core has not changed at all. ”

"What kernel?"

"The classical style of the West, or this is the framework, there is no breakthrough. ”

Xiao Luo hit the nail on the head and said: "To put it bluntly, you are just a good renderer of static effects of pictures, putting on an extra layer of humanistic clothing, and deliberately pleasing critics." ”

"I'll admit that others can't think of rendering, you think of it, it's your ability. ”

Xiao Luo continued: "But this ability can't last long. Once or twice, there are still people who praise it. If there are too many times, or if there are many people, this style of painting is rotten on the street, and there is no place for you in the art world. ”

“……”

That's a bit harsh.

So when Bai Ye opened his mouth to speak, Yu Chi, who had been silent, immediately blocked the middle of the two of them and started a round, "Okay, I'll let us help me look at the painting, not to let you quarrel." ”

"Aside from the style, the core, and whatever, you evaluate purely from the technique. ”

Yu Chi asked, "What about my paintings?"

Xiao Luo glanced at the picture book again, and suddenly fell silent, a little unsure of what to evaluate. He still has emotional intelligence and feels that he shouldn't hit Yu Chi. But let him say good things against his will, and it is not his character, so he can only be silent.

"You can't do these paintings. ”

Bai Ye was very direct: "I don't know, have you ever heard a word." Those who learn from me live, and those who resemble me die. That's what you're doing right now. ”

"Ahh

In an instant, Yu Chi's heart was shocked, and even Xiao Luo's eyes rippled.

Those who learn from me live, and those who resemble me die. With the comprehension ability of the two of them, they naturally understand the deep meaning.

Bai Ye didn't mind breaking it: "You can learn my style and my understanding of oil painting, but you can't copy it rigidly, even the modeling brushstrokes are the same." ”

"If you're a beginner or an art student, it's fair to learn by copying. The problem is that you're past the initial stages and shouldn't be on the path to exploring your own artistic ideas. ”

Bai Ye smiled: "Someone else said that you can walk around in the master's slippers, but when you get to the back, you must throw the slippers away, and in the process of putting on and taking off, you will find yourself." ”

"This ......"

The two of them were taken aback again, feeling deafening.

Xiao Luo couldn't help but ask: "Who said these two sentences, why don't I have an impression?"

He is a connoisseur, so he understands very well that these words are definitely from the mouth of a master, and he is also a master with a very high level and a deep understanding of art.

Bai Ye smiled and did not answer this question, but encouraged: "Yu Chi, since you have made a choice, you must be firm and do not waver." ”

"I can guarantee that this road, although it is relatively difficult, but in the end, it will definitely be infinitely beautiful, full of flowers and sunshine, and fruitful harvests. ”

Bai Ye seemed to be bewitching, "You don't want to try it?"

“…… White leaves!"

Xiao Luo came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and said, "You are destroying people, do you know it." ”

"You think that's it. Bai Ye said indifferently: "You blocked it like this, I don't know what he missed." Listen to me, absolutely. ”

"You are an immortal or a sage, dare to say that you will not be wrong. ”

Xiao Luo sneered: "I also said that you were wrong, why didn't you listen to me?"

"You don't ...... what you said"

Bai Ye raised his hand and interrupted the other party: "Of course, I don't count what I said." ”

"Then find someone who can have the final say. ”

Xiao Luo said without thinking: "We are painters, we should be painters, quarrels can't solve the problem, just talk about our skills." ”

"The Great Art Exhibition. Bai Ye's eyes flashed.

"That's right. ”

Xiao Luo nodded and said, "In this exhibition, I want to create a work with the theme of characters. The style is naturally what I am best at: Impressionism, and the imagery expressed in my works is a breakthrough from my previous works. ”

When Yu Chi heard this, he seemed to be surprised and happy: "Xiao Luo, have you made progress again?"

Xiao Luo didn't speak, his expression was very flat, but his eyes looked at Bai Ye sharply, and he was a little aggressive.

"Okay. ”

Bai Ye also did not hesitate to say: "Then I will continue to create with the beauty of Western forms and the artistic conception of beauty in traditional domestic aesthetics." If nothing else, it's still a landscape still life theme. ”

"It's a deal!"

Xiao Luo's blood burned, full of fighting spirit.

It's not a gamble, it's a battle of faith, and he's looking forward to it......

However, Shiraba regretted it!