"Actually...... It's possible to figure out a useful trick to draw this kind of drawing, or I'll teach you two? ”

Gu Weijing always knew that his grandfather had a deep impression of the failure of imitation Lang Shining's painting, so he asked tentatively.

Teach me two strokes?

Gu Tongxiang heard his grandson's serious tone, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer.

Yes, what I just said was in vain.

The old man was a little moved and a little angry.

The grandson he brought out since he was a child, after all, still cares about himself very much.

The old man also admitted that during this time, Gu Weijing's painting skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he repeatedly made amazing moves.

However, when he heard the other party say that he wanted to teach himself to paint, Gu Tongxiang, a strict teacher-type Oriental parent, was still quite unconvinced.

"Why, with a famous teacher like Professor Lin, I can't look down on your grandfather. Teach me ...... Hmph, let's talk about this after your kid graduates college. ”

Old man Gu Tongxiang couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance in his heart.

Lin Tao is a master of course, but the old man, I am one of the best Chinese painting masters in Myanmar!

If you go to an art seminar or something, who can't respectfully shout "Teacher Gu"?

"Come on, come on, if you want to say that, then don't blame me for hitting you, grandpa is really going to count the problems you painted."

The old man muttered: "The painter is afraid that if he doesn't have self-knowledge, he won't even be able to find out his own problems, which is really doomed." Although your grandfather and I can't imitate Lang Shining, after all, we have walked this road. Tell you how to draw difficult, but point out where you draw wrong, it's just easy. ”

At night, only one lamp on the table was turned on, and the light was a little dim for the older people to appreciate the artworks.

Old Man Gu didn't care at all, this was not an antique appraisal.

The new style painting attaches great importance to the overall perception and often allows the audience to come to see the painting, which belongs to the type of good or bad at one glance.

He was confident that he could find the problem with a casual scan and a cursory look for a few seconds.

Old Man Gu bent down and looked at the rice paper on the bookcase.

So, he saw a lifelike bean flower.

Well?

It looks like it's okay.

"The style is fragmented, the brushwork is rough, and the ...... is not foreign," the old man's sarcastic words had slipped into his throat and were forcibly suffocated.

Old Man Gu rubbed his eyes.

He turned the lamp on one side to its brightest brightness, and then turned on even the top spotlight in the gallery.

The corners of Gu Tongxiang's eyes twitched.

There was nothing wrong with my first impression.

The lines are natural and the brushwork is harmonious, which gives him a subjective impression that is not bad.

"This painting...... You wait for me, I'll take a closer look. ”

After watching it for a few seconds, Gu Tongxiang's heart jumped violently.

He inhaled deeply, then almost trotted all the way upstairs with agility not fitting his age.

The old man found his reading glasses at the bedside of the bedroom, and then ran back out of breath, leaning over to look at the painting, and in his eagerness his forehead was about to reach into the paper.

This

Gu Tongxiang really saw it clearly.

That's right

The one on the rice paper is indeed a delicate bean curd that has just been painted. The leaves are emerald green, the flowers are purple and red, and the color is fresh as if stained with dew.

The overall impression is not bad, and the details are handled better.

Gu Tongxiang grew up in an atmosphere where his elders were familiar with Chinese paintings.

Although he also practiced Western oil painting, he was obviously closer to Chinese painting, and his appreciation level was higher than that of Western oil painting.

The color pencil drawing of his grandson's "Mercedes-Benz Classic Car" is perfectly detailed.

is so perfect that it seems to be drawn by a robot, Gu Tongxiang not only can't make mistakes, but even can't understand how good it is.

However, this painting,

Gu Tongxiang can understand it completely.

Dulwich does not teach Chinese painting, Gu Weijing's Chinese painting method of holding a brush is taught by the old man from a young age.

Therefore, the old man can even see some intimate feelings from Gu Weijing's writing track.

It's because I can understand it,

Gu Tongxiang felt that his worldview had been impacted.

"Yo! My grandson's proficiency with a brush has improved so quickly in the past two months, which is not much worse than mine. ”

"Huh? It's beautiful to be able to paint like this here...... Wait, anyway, what the hell is this drawing? ”

"Damn, this is my grandson's drawing?"

The old man was a little messy, rubbing his hands on his chin.

"It's even better than the original." He muttered a sentence, saying a sentence that came from feelings, but it was an evaluation that he didn't even dare to believe when he said it.

The original work in the mouth of the old man Gu Tongxiang naturally refers not to the authentic painting of Lang Shining in the Dongxia Forbidden City, but to the imitation in his own shop next to him.

Paintings are like that,

There is always only one of the most shocking treasures, and the imitations produced by the printing press can only try their best to restore the real and cannot surpass the real thing.

This 1:1 "Douhua Picture", because it is an imitation of silk, seems to be only in the same way as the work that his grandson has just finished, and there is no such layering of hand-painted works on paper.

The old man knows the difficulty of Lang Shining's works,

Since imitations are not easy to draw.

It's so powerful, it can only be a painter.

Gu Tongxiang's hairs were about to stand up.

"My grandson is really ...... Awesome. ”

The old man kept a straight face, forcibly suppressed the surprise in his heart, and barely tried his best to maintain the majesty of his elders.

"It's really good, well, but you can't be complacent, you still have to practice more."

Gu Tongxiang was used to criticizing, and as he spoke, the corners of his mouth involuntarily grinned.

Not bad?

It's not bad.

If it weren't for the fact that the painter who painted it was his grandson, the old man would have pounced on it and started licking it now.

If an adult painter wants to learn a technique, it is basic that he can make a fool of himself.

Whether it is talent or coincidence, the skills realized by the painters are invaluable.

Similar to watercolor painting, sprinkling salt on the paper to make snowflake patterns, or adding sawdust to the thinner of oil painting to create a grainy texture on the skin, this method that everyone knows now, if you go back one or two hundred years, it is the secret recipe of the school of painting.

It was by this hand that the Italian painter became the papal painter.

Especially the use of the brush know-how of this new style painting,

When painters paint, they will guard against outsiders like thieves, and in the old society, if you want to steal a teacher and be discovered, you will kill the government and don't care.

If you just lick your face and pat a few sycophants, you can learn new techniques and wake up with a smile when you dream.

I didn't look at the middle-aged and elderly painters who were already known as well-known artists, and they were still well-behaved in front of Cao Lao, didn't they all want Cao Lao to give them some advice?

Of course, in the circle of calligraphy and painting,

The strongest licking technique is definitely the broker, which is people's profession.

Especially when a small agent meets a big painter whose original contract is about to expire, it is called a flattery.

The old man looked at the paintings, looked at his grandson, looked at the paintings, and then looked at his grandson, and after repeating it several times, he finally couldn't help but smirk twice: "If you can really imitate Lang Shining, these paintings are placed in our gallery, won't they really sell out." ”

Gu Tongxiang's mind already had the appearance of those golden retriever tourists coming down the Yangon River, waving US dollars and euros OMG in their hands.

"I guess someone will come to me to draw a custom painting." Gu Weijing thought for a while.

Serious painters don't like to paint custom paintings, that's a big artist.

Ordinary small and medium-sized painters have no choice,

Painting portraits of employers, New Year's pictures, and birthday pictures of specific subjects are among the main sources of income for Gu's Book Gallery.

When encountering a foreign embassy counselor or military attache who is generous, a custom-made painting can even sell for three or four thousand dollars, which is the highest sales for an entire month.

"No, it can't be like that."

Old man Gu Tongxiang shook his head again.

He stroked the rice paper in his hand, and took the initiative to deny the idea he had just risen: "Forget it, it's better not to put it out, you can just draw it now." The stage where you sell your paintings shouldn't be in this small book gallery, our family is not in a hurry to make this money. ”

The stage in Yangon is simply too small.

Painter is another deformed profession,

If an unfamous low-level artist wants to eat, he will have to sell a lot of paintings, and a large number of paintings will be sold, which will lead to the price of your work.

This is the death cycle of the painters at the bottom.

If you have already sold 2,000 cheap oil paintings on the market, sorry, it will be difficult for the capital group to push you even if they want to.

It is also for this reason that illustrators are at the bottom of the chain of contempt for the painting industry unless they can break through the circle with the help of modern media.

Before I did it,

A custom painting of thousands of dollars may make the old man excited.

It's just that now, especially after meeting Master Cao Xuan, many things that Old Man Gu couldn't think of before, now dare to dream.

He doesn't want to delay his grandson's future in order to make this quick money now.

The dragon swims in the shallows, which is difficult to perform,

The stage of Gu Weijing's debut should not be this small calligraphy and painting shop inherited from this ancestor.

Thinking of this,

"By the way, I originally wanted to wait another two years, but since you're angry......"

Gu Tongxiang suddenly pondered for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind and said, "There are some things, maybe it's time to hand them over to you." ”

Gu Weijing saw his grandfather walk to the safe by the counter, enter the password, and open the metal door of the safe.

The old man didn't pay attention to the cash of dollars and euros placed outside, but carefully took out a rectangular box of mahogany from the innermost layer of the safe.

The box looks very old, the shape is flat, and there are some traces of insect moths in some places, and the whole is quite strong and complete.

The mahogany box is engraved with the autumn scene of the full moon and golden cinnamon by hollowing out, and a couplet of poems is filled with mottled gold dust——

[The infinite Danqing hand in the world can still be born in autumn. 】

It's a couplet.

The so-called splicing poems are a pastime of the old Japanese literati in Eastern Xia.

They are taken from the Tang Dynasty Gao Zhan's "The world's infinite Danqing hands, a sad painting can't be made" and Liu Yuxi's famous sentence "Falling in the hands of ordinary painters, you can still be in the autumn of three dogs", the two are spliced together.

Such a fight, the rhyme remains the same,

However, he changed "painting can't be" to "painting can't be", and "ordinary painter's hand" was changed to "infinite danqing hand", which is very elegant and self-satisfied for painters.

"You take it."

The old man stared at the mahogany box for a few seconds, and then handed over the wooden box in his hand.

The moment he saw this box, Gu Weijing's face suddenly became solemn.

He didn't dare to be careless, rubbed his hands vigorously on his clothes, and then carefully took the mahogany box from his grandfather's hand and placed it respectfully on the table.

Gu Weijing knew what this thing was.

When his ancestors came to Burma from Dongxia, they only handed down a total of ten small yellow croakers made of one tael of gold and a mahogany painting box.

Little Yellow Croaker has helped their family survive numerous upheavals and famines.

The last few little yellow croakers were sold when the ancient paintings were poured in the nineties, and Gu Weijing's generation had no chance to see them, but this mahogany painting box was passed down from generation to generation.

"Grandpa, how did you take it out, it's unacceptable." Gu Weijing bit his lip.

The mahogany box contains the ancestral seals and brushes,

Rather than treating it as a precious antique Chinese painting utensil, it is better to say that this family heirloom painting box has become a kind of emotional sustenance for Gu's ancestors.

It has been carefully stored in the safe, and it will be used every year when worshipping the ancestors.

If he bumps it, the old man will have to go crazy.

"It's time too. My father left early. You are at a higher level than when I took this case from my father, but I don't know how much higher. ”

Gu Tongxiang smiled, he took out a dry towel from the safe, and gently wiped the spotless surface of the mahogany painting box again.

Only then did he gently unscrew the small lock above the painting case, revealing the true face inside.

The painting box is divided into two layers, the upper layer holds three mutton fat stamps, one brass stamp, and the lower layer holds five brushes from small to large.

Gu Weijing had heard his grandfather talk about the origin of the things in it.

The brass seal is an official symbol, issued by the court painting institute, with the word "first class" written on it, which is the highest honor of the court painter in the Qing Dynasty.

His ancestors used to be only third-class painters,

However, because he was selected as a mission to the Gongbang Dynasty in Myanmar, the sky is high and the road is far away, mosquitoes and flies are plagued, peach blossom miasma, and pig Po Long (crocodile), so I can't get my life before I get to Myanmar.

Therefore, he was promoted two levels in a row, mentioned to a first-class painter, and enjoyed seven grades of food.

The three mutton fat seals of different sizes are the private seals of the ancestors, which are engraved with the family motto of "diligence and self-reliance", the symbol of "Gu's master", and the professional expectation of "writing with God".

As for the five brushes, they are Wudi bamboo carving brushes produced in Jiangsu, and the five brushes cover a full set of tools for painting Chinese painting.

Antique brushes are expensive and cheap, mainly depending on the time and origin.

The market price of the bamboo carving pen of the Republic of China is about 500 US dollars, if it is a well-preserved bamboo pen of the Ming Dynasty in the Wanli or Jiajing period, then the auction price of each one should be 6~80,000 US dollars.

This set of five brushes, some new and some old, although it can't be pushed to the Ming Dynasty, the latest one is also 150 years old.

The five pens here alone are definitely not cheaper than the German master suit that Lao Yang gave him, and the meaning is completely different.

(End of chapter)