Chapter 516 - Drawing Sand with a Pen Like a Cone [Adding Changes to the 5216 Helmsman Every Day!]

This statement is not unusual, before this, they have measured it with various instruments, and they also think that there should be no scratches on the gold leaf layer, but they are not completely sure.

It wasn't until Lu Zi'an also said that there was no scratch at this time, and Mr. Li sighed softly: "That's good......"

After speaking, his heart lifted again, and he said cautiously: "Then, Master Lu, what do you think should be done with this?"

"What did you say before?" Lu Zi'an said as he observed the imprints.

Everyone looked at each other and was silent.

However, Master Zhuo said happily: "Oh, everyone's ideas were very spiritual before! Some people thought that they would simply scrape the paint surface again, but later they said that it would scrape the gold leaf, and some people said that they would dig out this piece of gold leaf and make up for it......

The former has to be like Ying Xuan said, scrape off all the gold leaf and get it again, not to mention the huge project, the most important thing is that this work is too complicated.

When the dragon chair was first restored, the Palace Museum used a total of 13 experts in various types of work, woodwork, carving, copper, lacquer work, etc.

It took a total of 934 working days to finally repair the Golden Dragon Throne and return it to the Taihe Palace.

This is also the reason why they have been so slow to make up their minds before, it is too complicated......

The thought of having to reinvent all those processes makes me feel like I'm bursting.

In the latter case, it is not feasible to dig up a piece of gold leaf.

Because patterns such as lotus petals, curly grass, fire beads, and ruyi cloud heads are carved all over the throne, and countless carved patterns, especially the double dragon play bead pattern at the high waist, it is really not an easy thing to repair.

And there is no guarantee that the final effect will be completely integrated with the original, and if there are nuances, it will have to be reversed.

Lu Zi'an nodded, thoughtful: "It's all too complicated......"

"yes, yes. Mr. Li squatted down beside him with a headache, looking at the scratches on the dragon chair, and his heart ached beyond measure: "Master Lu, what do you think of this?"

It's tricky......

Lu Zi'an frowned slightly and was silent.

The entire dragon chair was disassembled and reassembled in his mind, and he tried to make the gold method in various forms.

In the end, he sadly realized that there was nothing he could do.

He knows very well that "repairing the old as the old, without interference" are the two most important principles of cultural relics restoration.

It is not easy to achieve a complete repair on this basis.

The best thing to do is to leave the gold leaf untouched while it is not destroyed.

Otherwise, if the gold foil layer is moved, it is necessary to eradicate the gold glue, which is a kind of thing that no one can get over in their hearts.

Although everyone present didn't think that he could figure out a way now, there was no way, Lu Zi'an was too famous, and they couldn't help but look at him expectantly.

Lu Zi'an stood up, paced around the dragon chair twice, and suddenly raised his head: "Do you have a pen and paper?"

Mr. Li immediately took out a pen from his jacket pocket and handed it to him, and shouted back, "Paper, paper!"

The crowd handed over a large stack of blank paper, which they had used to sketch before.

In fact, Lu Zi'an is also drawing sketches, and they are serious sketches.

He didn't have any scruples, he sat directly on the ground, held the drawing board on his lap, and just brushed like this.

He drew the outline of a dragon chair, emphasizing the damaged patterns.

When he draws, his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, his eyes are focused, and his pen seems to be overgrown with fragrant grass and flowers in full bloom.

Although he didn't say whether he could do it or not, his painting skills alone had already convinced many people present.

Some people who have some understanding of Lu Zi'an can't help but nod their heads, and sigh with emotion: "No wonder Guo Huang begged him to help paint murals, this kind of skill is indeed rare......

But there are also many cultural relics restorers at the scene, and many of them are Danqing holy hands, so when I saw Lu Zi'an's paintings, although I would silently praise in my heart, I didn't feel much about it.

The rare point of Lu Zi'an's paintings is that he has an excellent grasp of the relationship between the virtual and the real, especially the changes of light and shadow, which are extremely accurate.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered the change of light and shadow in Master Yasuo's design room that the puppet country saw......

The tip of the pen pulls out a slender line, and when you exert force, the ink will be heavier, and the color of the ink will glow when you lift it.

Although it dried up quickly, the brightness of that light still made Lu Zi'an's mind flash.

What does it feel like?

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of the palace door slowly opening.

The notch he drew was a pale white.

Lu Zi'an took a deep breath and touched the tip of the pen lightly, as if it was very slow, but in fact, it was swiped.

The even and delicate slender lines perfectly conceal the shallow white marks.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at each other.

But Lu Zi'an didn't mean to explain, but stared at the tip of the pen carefully, as if he could see a flower.

There was silence all around, except for the wind whining in the hallway, which disappeared silently after entering the hall.

Lu Zi'an slowly turned the pen, observing the slight differences in each side of the nib.

"Master Lu......" Old Man Zhuo said solemnly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to use a craft. Lu Zi'an was not annoyed when his thoughts were interrupted, anyway, he was almost thinking about it, he raised the pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "Ji Jin, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

Money?

Everyone frowned, this skill, listen, naturally they have heard of it.

One expert immediately began to endorse: "Then draw a delicate pattern on the lacquered ground with the tip of a knife or a needle cone, and then put gold glue on the pattern to glue the gold dust? But the pattern is golden." ”

Their varnish is translucent with a yellowish tinge, and the gold is hidden inside.

Shen Mange looked at the golden dragon chair and said that these people were really too stubborn.

It's all gold, and the paint layer hasn't been scratched through, isn't it just right to make up the gold?

But these cultural relics restorers at the scene obviously didn't think so, and they nodded their heads one after another: "Yes, this can't be done." ”

"If you've heard of it, what about the cone painting?" Lu Zi'an laughed happily: "The cone painting technique of the gold." ”

Cone painting is a sand calligraphy term.

Scratching the sand with an awl, there is no trace of the beginning and end, and it has the effect of "hiding the front".

The sand on both sides is evenly convex, and the traces are positive, resembling the "center", so the cone is used to draw sand to metaphorize the roundness of the handwriting.

Chu Suiliang of the Tang Dynasty said in "On Books": "Use the pen to draw sand like a cone."

Huang Ting of the Song Dynasty insisted: "It is like a cone painting sand...... Gai Yanfeng is hidden in the pen, which is intended in front of the pen. ”

And Lu Zi'an said that this method combines the two skills of cone painting and gold.

"Varnish is used to draw on the imprints, and the missing varnish is slowly filled in with the technique of gold. Lu Zi'an's fingers paused slightly on the drawing board: "Of course, before this, you have to apply a hot towel to the marks of the dragon chair, repair it with the cone painting method, and then polish it carefully......

Everyone looked at each other, and several people almost said in unison: "But this technique, none of us know it!"

Facing their expectant eyes, Lu Zi'an straightened his back and said gently: "It's a coincidence, I won't either." ”