192, raise your head and smell the magpie
But it turns out that ditching the dog food and painting the scenery by the river is a very costly suggestion.
Just a few hundred meters away from the Damei Training School, there is a long river beach, not to mention five hundred people, and a few hundred more can fit it.
Although it is not the kind of scenic area with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the wild grass that is more than one person high is still a little dirty, but when the grass is pushed out, the vast soup soup of the Yangtze River East is immediately coming to you, and it is still very courageous.
At least Wan Changsheng, a country boy who grew up by the small river ditch, was a little surprised, and he must have seen the Yangtze River when he passed by the highway by car, but the shock of watching from a distance and standing by the river is different.
In autumn, there are fishing boats on the riverside, and the mountains on the other side of the river are at least a little hazy from afar, not to mention dyed colors, and you can barely paint some landscapes.
Many art candidates who have always practiced sketching colors in the studio are actually painting natural scenery in the field for the first time.
It's a bit overwhelming, but it's bound to be exciting.
Perhaps the brushes and paper that have become a little aesthetically tired through repeated practice will involuntarily produce a desire to create.
The small stands of drawing boards neatly arranged on the beach, and the small buckets are filled with some brush washing water in the river water, opening the first outdoor sketch work in his life.
Fu Shiliang and his gang were digging pits and engaging in picnics with great interest!
Because the school only started in September, there were not many people who went home during the three-day long vacation, and the freshmen who had just undergone military training were not much interested in visiting other places and playing together.
Ding Xiaopeng also unfolded his newly bought oil painting box, and also tried to express the natural scenery.
Art is originally derived from life, and natural scenery sketching is a very important part of the art of painting, and countless masters have improved their skills in nature.
But unconsciously, behind closed doors has become the mainstream now.
Therefore, the Academy of Fine Arts requires each major to have a sketching arrangement every year, which also has a origin.
However, the barbecue of a group of freshmen is really fragrant, which makes the art candidates half-heartedly want to probe to participate in the past.
They were accustomed to strict classroom discipline, but when they probed their brains, they found that Wan Changsheng and Ma Zhenyu were close to the water's edge, making sand sculptures barefoot with great interest.
Tentatively put down the paintbrush and played, and no one cared about them.
Soon, these art candidates who have been locked up for more than a month or two are also happily digging pits and stoves on the beach to make barbecues!
Wan Changsheng and they had already used an off-road vehicle to drag a whole rear compartment of sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, meat skewers, chicken wings, and dozens of catties of sesame oil condiments prepared in the training school kitchen alone!
Fei Xueyan didn't go to play, she sat behind the drawing board and carefully felt the river scenery she saw when she walked out of the school gate for the first time, and by the way, she also drew the figure squatting by the river, but her expressive pen power was still very limited, and she couldn't make any articles on the characters the size of rice grains.
But apparently at this time, she has mastered the brush, and knows how to use various techniques such as color, brushstroke, and blending to express the scenes she sees.
Wan Changsheng accidentally looked up and found the female apprentice sitting alone in the middle of a pile of drawing boards, still to prevent her unstable mood, and stepped on the footprints to come over to see: "If you like it, you can also try to show such a river scene according to your freewheeling painting method." ”
Fei Xueyan whispered: "Got it." ”
The instructor was treated, and he was given a folding lounge chair, half-lying down to relax in the autumn sun, and then took off his sunglasses to look at his eyes: "You can try to paint Monet's impressionistic color feeling...... The color sense of the tip is good, although it is not used in the exam, but it can show your thinking and emotions, which is a great expression experience, but it is mixed with too many professional skills will reduce the pure natural wild interest, try it. ”
Wan Changsheng hurriedly searched for Monet on his mobile phone, and confirmed it to his tutor before assigning it to Fei Xueyan: "Try it, originally this sketching activity, I just hope that everyone can relax and adjust, don't stretch yourself too tightly, this progress is still okay." ”
That's true.
The strengthening techniques summarized by Wan Changsheng were used on the two top students who had started basic training since June, and the progress was very obvious.
Especially for scumbags, pondering and using their brains is a very boring thing, but Xueba thinks that solving problems is a kind of fun, and even can get great pleasure from it.
They are well versed in learning methods, and they also know how to adjust their state, not to mention that they have a very clear and firm direction.
Naturally, learning is twice the result with half the effort.
Xu Zhaohui even learned it easily, but his sketch colors were already very disciplined.
Wan Changsheng has long concluded that at this stage of the intensive cram class for the art examination, he does not pay much attention to talent, but mainly to learning ability, so it is useless for students before high school to learn this set, and students who have entered high school Chinese and then learn this set of art examination strengthening skills, they are likely to be admitted to the art major by leaps and bounds.
It's just that from the perspective of the Academy of Fine Arts, especially the talents that are more desirable in the professions of national oil engraving, they have been swallowed up by the flood of art examination enhancement, and it is difficult to find.
This is what Lao Tong and Lao Cao are most worried about.
Recruit a group of top students with good grades but no artistic talent, how can they become artists?
From this point of view, Wan Changsheng is indeed rare.
Sketching starts from 9 to 10 a.m., and before 11 a.m., it basically becomes a barbecue meeting.
Wan Changsheng also had to arrange for boys, drove out and dragged more than a dozen buckets of pure water in.
He was mainly standing by the river, wary of the students who were giggling and eating barbecue, and began to take an interest in the seemingly lukewarm river, feeling as if it was safe to stand by the water.
Several freshmen were called out to patrol the riverside, repeatedly reminding and warning not to go near the shore, because the local students in Jiangzhou knew very well that the river took a lot of people away every year.
If it was because of the sketching of human life, it is estimated that the training school would not be opened.
So there's a reason why colleges and universities aren't willing to do these things.
The risk is too great.
But Wan Changsheng felt that it was worth it, in just four or five months of study, the art candidates were hopeful young people, not machines.
Most of them are about 18 years old, basically they are living independently away from home for the first time, and the most important thing is that they are here to learn art and explore their future art path, rather than being a robot who can't think about feelings.
Wan Changsheng, who spent half of his time on the mountain behind the Beilin Pond, of course he wouldn't go to grab a barbecue with the students, and his eyes were a little unfocused and scattered on the other side of the river.
It's been almost a year, and since he first came here, he has been more busy than ever.
The days of Guanyin Village were quiet and calm, no one would urge Wan Changsheng to do anything, everything was up to him to decide the progress in an orderly manner.
But this year, especially after participating in the college entrance examination cram school, Wan Changsheng suddenly compressed his time a lot, arranged a lot of things in the unit time, and until he entered the Academy of Fine Arts, he was almost busy every day until the lights went out, and then rushed back to the dormitory to sleep.
Keep yourself busy like never before, and keep busy.
Just like an engraved seal, only by repeatedly grinding the sandpaper can the traces left before be completely eliminated.
This was a rare moment when he could empty his head and not think about anything.
But at this time, Wan Changsheng's mobile phone Didi, when he found it, he saw that Du Wen sent him a message: "I wish you a happy birthday, come on the twenty-one-year-old little man." ”
That's right, today is Wan Changsheng's birthday, he hasn't cared much about his birthday all along, and he eats a bowl of longevity noodles at home, so of course he won't deliberately propose it to his student partners now.
Early in the morning, Huanhuan called to ask if she could go back.
Only the family remembers this not-so-special day.
Thinking back to the beginning, Sun Erniang seemed to have deliberately kicked her son out of the door when he turned twenty years old.
Du Wen must have taken Wan Changsheng's ID card and remembered this time when she signed up.
At this moment, Wan Changsheng swayed as if he was blown by some wind, looked at the more than ten words again, deleted them after a while, and was just about to put his phone in his pocket, but saw another photo pop up.
Wan Changsheng was still shielded by arching his palms in the afternoon sun, and only then did he see the photo of himself sitting by the small garden pond with Granny Lu feeding the turtles in May.
It must have been after Du Wen walked away, I don't know where to hide in the corner to shoot.
Nothing special.
Wan Changsheng was about to delete it again, but an almost identical photo popped up behind him, even the shadow angle of the rockery by the pond was the same, but it was replaced by Du Wen sitting there, wearing a gray-black sweater similar to Wan Changsheng with beige collar and cuffs, and thin-legged pants, playfully taking a scissor hand photo at the camera.
Although he didn't say anything, Wan Changsheng knew the meaning of this expression.
Even for more than a month, there has never been a single word of communication with each other.
His shadow is still sitting there, and it has never changed.
That's how it should be interpreted.
Wan Changsheng suddenly felt a lot of feelings.
I wanted to reply to something, I typed in three words, and finally deleted it without saying anything.
Turn off the dialog box and get up to remind the art candidates to hurry up and feel what to draw.
He also wanted to paint.