Chapter 693: Dusty Forgetfulness (I)

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"Hurry up, half a month, at least nearly half of the time to make the oil painting dry. ”

Because of his mother's relationship, Liu Dong mainly adopts a mixed painting method of opaque overlay and transparent overlay, which has the advantage of using transparent overlay to produce a stable and deep sense of volume and space when showing objects in the dark or shadow, and opaque overlay is easy to shape the shape outside the dark part and increase the saturation of the color of the picture.

The disadvantage is that it takes a long time, and some paint one layer and leave it for a long time, and then paint it after the color layer is completely dry.

As for the simple and troublesome opaque coloring, also known as the direct coloring method, after making the outline of the object image on the canvas, the color is laid entirely by relying on the color perception of the object or the idea of the color of the picture, basically finishing the painting at one time, scraping off the incorrect parts with a painting knife and continuing to color adjustment.

In this way, although the color saturation is high, the brushstrokes are clearer, and it is easy to express the vivid feeling when painting. But it is not the style that Liu Dong wants at all.

What he pursues is the kind of meticulously crafted classicism, or neoclassical realistic painting style, that is, the academic style, the pursuit of elegance, solemnity, harmony, while insisting on strict sketching and clear outlines!

I am not interested in the direct coloring method that is easy to express the painter's personal emotions and suitable for impressionism and abstraction. It's okay to use it occasionally, but if you want to paint a painting that strives for perfection, Liu Dong won't adopt it.

But his painting method also surprised He Lao and Ji Guocheng, now young painters are more pursuing individuality, preferring impressionism and abstraction, and there are few young people like Liu Dong who inherit the academic neoclassical painting method.

"Teacher. Speaking of which, how do I think this young man's painting style is somewhat similar to yours?" Ji Guocheng, who got up early in the morning, looked at Liu Dong's paintings in surprise and said with a smile.

His eyes were fixed on Liu Dong, who was painting, and He Lao nodded in agreement, after the apprentice's reminder. He really felt that this young man named Liu Dong had a little bit of his own shadow in his painting techniques.

However, compared to this doubt, He Lao is more pleased, although the other party was not cultivated by himself, but he has such superb painting skills at such a young age, and the Chinese oil painting industry can be regarded as a successor!

"I think his oil painting level is not inferior to Fang Yi, a personal disciple of Master Liu Hongshuo of the Nanjing Academy of Arts. And both of them are the same young, what a rare genius!" Ji Guocheng sighed.

"Yes, it's even more coincidental that both of them are on the path of neoclassicism! I just don't know who taught him who is, and now I'm getting more and more curious!"

Not only He Lao, but Ji Guocheng was also curious in his heart.

But Liu Dong is like a wound clockwork. For three days, they have not slept to avoid affecting each other, and He Lao and Ji Guocheng have not taken the initiative to speak!

Time went on and on, until the afternoon of the third day, when Liu Dong finally completed the first step of his oil painting of the port of Helsinki, Finland.

In fact, it is okay to say that this painting is a complete oil painting, because Liu Dong has completely brought out the clean sky, blue water, and the combination of classical and modern ports in the port of Helsinki.

But. Liu Dong is not satisfied yet, and he will continue to paint when the painting is dry. Because many subtle colors cannot be expressed at one time.

Of course, Liu Dong didn't have time to wait for the painting to be completely dry, all he wanted was to wait for two or three days before he could continue painting. As for quick-drying oil, he never used it, because it could easily affect the picture. And it is not easy to preserve oil paintings for a long time.

"Whew!"

Liu Dong, who breathed a sigh of relief, put down the palette and brushes in his hand that had long been stained with various paints. After taking a few steps back and looking at it, he nodded.

"You can sue me. Who taught you oil painting?"

Turning his head and looking at the old man with a look of surprise on his face, Liu Dong naturally understood the identity of the other party, and immediately said: "It's my mother, she has been teaching me to paint oil paintings since I was a child!"

"It turned out to be a family history, can you tell me your mother's name?" A mother who can cultivate a genius painter must also have a deep foundation in oil painting, and the old man is also very curious about such a person.

"Of course, my mother's name is Song Xiangmei!"

"Say it again, what's your mother's name?" To Liu Dong's surprise, after hearing Liu Dong's words, Old Man He's expression changed greatly, and at the same time, he had already taken two steps forward and grabbed Liu Dong's arms tightly.

However, at this moment, the change in He Lao's expression made Liu Dong a little confused, but looking at the other party's excited appearance, "Could it be that this old man still knows his mother?"

Thinking like this in his heart, Liu Dong said cautiously: "My mother's name is Song Xiangmei, do you know each other?"

To tell the truth, this old man is in his eighties, and he looks excited and excited, in case he gets a heart attack, Liu Dong can't afford it. So at this moment, Liu Dong has to answer all questions, of course, it would be great if he could figure out his own questions.

"Is your father's name Liu Jianqing?" asked He Lao then.

"That's right, my father's name is Liu Jianqing, how do you always know?" Liu Dong was also a little foggy at this moment, but although he didn't know the reason, he felt that what his parents had covered up in front of him for a long time was touched by him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the movement, Ji Guocheng, who ran out of the room, was startled when he saw his teacher's appearance, and hurriedly ran over to say.

"Guocheng, it's Xiaomei, it's Xiaomei!"

Seeing that the old man looked excited, his body trembled, and even some old tears, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was different from his mother in terms of surname, Liu Dong would have suspected that the other party was his grandfather.

"Master, do you mean Second Senior Sister?" Ji Guocheng said in surprise.

"That's right!" Old Man He nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Liu Dong's brain was a little unable to turn around, and Ji Guocheng's heart was also shocked, he knew that his master had been a master all his life, and he had only accepted three disciples in the room.

The elder brother Yao Zhen is now one of the top oil painting masters in China, and even has a certain reputation in the world, serving as a professor of the Oil Painting Department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts all the year round, as well as a visiting professor at the Dunkirk Academy of Fine Arts in France.

On top of Ji Guocheng, it is the second senior sister Song Xiangmei who has only heard of his name but has never seen him.

According to his understanding, his second sister, once a master in 64 years in the Central Academy of Fine Arts when teaching painting, under the door, in the oil painting is very talented, has no heirs of the master also regarded her as a woman, a painting skills to teach, but unfortunately because of the Cultural Revolution, because the former family has the Kuomintang and the capitalists such a double involvement, in 68 years was sent to the countryside, this time there is no news.

And this matter has also become a piece of the master's heart!

Unexpectedly, after nearly 30 years, I really met the descendants of the second senior sister here.

"Is your mother still alive?" said the old man with an excited expression.

"Yes, my mother is now a teacher at Yanghe Middle School, and our family is in Beixingluo Village, two kilometers away!" After understanding the special relationship between the old man and his mother, Liu Dong did not hide it.

"Take me quickly!" the old man couldn't wait to grab Liu Dong's arm and said.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take you there!" Liu Dong hurriedly said.

Knowing the possible important relationship between this old man and his mother, Liu Dong is now more careful, if the other party has a bad one, his mother will probably have to settle accounts with him.

Fortunately, Liu Dong's house is not far from here, and he also has a car here, so he has come to his door in less than twenty minutes from the hotel.

Because of Liu Dong's Yanghe Scenic Area development plan, Beixingluo Village is also the main village of the planned 'farmhouse' project, so the land in the village has begun to be partially renovated, the vehicles have gone a lot, and many sundries such as firewood stacks that were originally pushed on the side of the street have also been cleaned up, and it is also very convenient for Liu Dong to drive in now.

"You wait first, I'll open the door!" said that, Liu Dong had already jumped out of the car.

Although he once painted without sleep for three days, his extraordinary body brought extraordinary energy, so even if he didn't rest for three days, Liu Dong didn't feel much mental tiredness, so he knew that today was Sunday, and if nothing else, his mother and father were generally at home.

When I walked to the door, sure enough, the chain behind the door was not locked.

However, when Liu Dong opened the two doors, Old Man He couldn't wait to get out of the car with Ji Guocheng's support.

"Xiaodong, this is your home?" looked at this extremely ordinary farmhouse courtyard, and the old man said with mixed feelings.

"Yes, our family has lived here for as long as I can remember!" Liu Dong said.

After nodding, tears appeared in the old man's eyes, and he choked up: "Xiaomei, this child has suffered all these years!"

"Who's coming?" After hearing the movement outside the door, Song Xiangmei walked out of the house.

"Mom, it's me, I'm back!" Liu Dong hurriedly said.

"Xiaodong, aren't you on a business trip?, why did you ...... so quickly!" Song Xiangmei, who had just bypassed the shadow wall, had not finished speaking, when she noticed the old man who was surrounded by several people in the middle and looked excited.

Looking at the familiar and old face of the other party, the memories that have been sealed in the dust for a long time in my mind are gushing out like a tide!

"Old ...... Teacher !!" Song Xiangmei said with a face full of disbelief.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… (To be continued)