The pen falls like a fairy bone, and there is no immortal space in the bone.

In the thousand-year-old history of the Eastern Xia, whenever literati talked about art, they would always repeatedly emphasize that whether it was poetry or writing, calligraphy and painting, it was not in the skin in the bones, and it was not in the elegance.

The best art must be the art that has been infiltrated from the bones.

The most outstanding master must be a master with style and style.

If a person has no bones, he cannot stand.

Painting without bones is without God.

This kind of bone is not only about the peace of the pen, but also the steady and accessible technique.

It is also a kind of artist's own bearing when painting, a kind of law in his bones revealed by his speech and demeanor.

That's why from ancient times to the present, the literati and scholars in the East have said that looking at people is like watching paintings, and watching paintings is like watching people.

Gu Tongxiang was actually wrong.

If you are one of those famous artists in the Shwedagon Pagoda project, you are also in the study at the moment.

They probably wouldn't feel that Gu Weijing's aura and conversation at the moment were like the young customer they hadn't met thirty years ago.

Rather, it will immediately be not without admiration (jealousy).

Gu Weijing's eyebrows and eyes holding a brush could vaguely see the shadows of some of the top masters they could touch.

For example, Lin Tao, for example, Sakai Issei.

The so-called belly has poetry and books, and art changes people's spiritual outlook.

Let's be honest.

It's hard to say.

Practice has proven.

There is also a high probability that the painter will be transformed into a non-mainstream style.

Gauguin, Van Gogh, Munch, Xu Wei, Tang Yin, Shi Lu, Sha Qi, etc., cut off an ear, chop off a finger, poke a ball, and shoot yourself......

There are at least one-fifth of the top famous painters in the East and the West, and in their memoirs and biographies, friends of their contemporaries who have been in contact with them talk about these people, and they almost feel like they are sick in the brain.

Or maybe it's just a real illness in the physical sense of the brain.

A lot of people are just drawing, painting and drawing, and from neurasthenia, hypochondriasis, to transformational hysteria, and then to schizophrenia.

It perfectly completes the one-stop closed-loop life of how to become a senior member of the madhouse.

But for better or for worse.

It's real that art changes temperament.

In close contact, almost every one of the big names in the painting world has a special "energy" and a "style".

Hearst's "punk" style of big leather and metal chains, or Hunter Bull's "tramp style", are still a minority in the entire high-end art field.

Most of the top painters are also dressed in suits and leather shoes in their normal social life.

However, there is a different kind of awe-inspiring style in them.

The same suit, some people wear it like a small card on the subway, and some people wear it, and you think it's a big guy.

This must have something to do with a 200 yuan suit or a 200,000 yuan suit, but it doesn't have anything to do with it entirely.

When the great artist picked up the pen, he suddenly had a sense of majesty.

The reason why it is not like Cao Lao.

is because after Cao Xuan is seventy years old, most of the fireworks on his body have faded.

Back to basics, the heart is clear.

On the contrary, they laughed and scolded as they liked.

When Cao Lao took the pen, he didn't have that sense of majestic distance.

Glimpsing him from afar when he paints, the first reaction may be like seeing an ordinary old man practicing painting in an old university.

The more I thought about it and tasted it, the more I realized that it was full of flavor and divine will.

And Lin Tao and Uncle Sakai are at this point.

It's amazing.

has not been able to make his personal temperament restrained and subtle, but it is more in line with the appearance of a great artist in the impression of ordinary people.

Anyone who knows how to do it doesn't have to look at the painting.

As soon as they took the pen, they felt that there was momentum, style and majesty.

This kind of majesty is the confidence in the painting skills of the brush, and it is also the accumulation of time and the immersion and complement of the artistic path on the person.

Although Uncle Sakai is fat, although he is like a dough at home, he is flattened and pinched by the blonde aunt, patted back and forth, and he doesn't dare to fight back.

But when he was in working mode.

People are super super stylish, and they are also super aura!

It's a majestic fat man.

When the Asahi Shimbun reported on the neoclassical art exhibition, he described Kazunari Sakai as "a super demon king with a huge aura that can fill the entire Lake Biwa hidden in his body of 200 catties".

Reputedly.

In the process of behind-the-scenes preparation, as soon as Uncle Sakai speaks, no matter what different opinions the curator or other painters have, they will be shocked by his momentum and honestly follow his ideas.

is also a rather domineering character.

Gu Weijing is now training and guiding Gu Tongxiang.

Between his circumstantial evidence and tempering his own knowledge, there is a faint shadow of such an imposing style taking shape.

This master's temperament, an art practitioner like Gu Tongxiang, sneered, worked hard all his life, and only learned the surface.

Forcibly imitated, can not escape the scope of the four words "Dong Shi Xiaofeng".

And worship the famous teacher, the mood breaks through the polishing.

Raising this "fairy bone" is just a natural and logical process.

The process of people's growth is never continuous, but because of a certain opportunity, and the growth of a moment.

It's like the state of mind growing on that drifting fishing boat.

Gu Weijing himself may not have realized it.

Before he walked into the study to teach his grandfather to draw, he looked like a young high school student going to school.

And at this moment, he was writing on rice paper, and the white-haired old man was humbly asking for advice next to him.

Vaguely,

It's already a real master's blank.

——

"This is the last change on your screen."

The brush blends the green of the leaves mixed with garcinia cambogia and cyanine juice and passes over the heads of the birds that fall among the branches.

Just a fallen leaf.

The atmosphere of the picture changes from static.

Will this leaf fall on the white bird? Or it may be blown away by the wind.

What about the bird?

Will it spread its wings and fly because of this?

Everything seems to be about to happen in the next second, and it is eternally frozen at the moment when the painter falls on the end of the pen, and since then the vicissitudes of life have been eternal.

"You see, with a few strokes added like this, isn't the overall atmosphere of the picture much better? The effect of the expression is also very decorative. ”

Gu Weijing put the brush back on the pen washer.

Gu Tongxiang watched the climax, picked up the teapot next to him, and took a mouthful of it.

Our grandson not only speaks vigorously, but also paints really energetically!

Even if Gu Tongxiang is stupid.

Those truths that Gu Weijing said in his paintings, he may not have been able to fully understand them, and he didn't think about them clearly in his mind.

But.

After Gu Weijing's transformation, the atmosphere of this painting is completely different from its previous appearance.

Gu Tongxiang still understood it very clearly.

That's the difference between cloud and mud.

What else can be said? Our grandson is awesome!

"The genetics of our old Gu family are awesome, and they deserve to be my grandson." Gu Tongxiang looked at the painting, and then at the inscription of Cao Lao that he hung in the glass protective frame.

Mei Zizi thought.

Gu Tongxiang saw that his grandson had been pretending to be in front of him for so long, and his hands were a little itchy.

"It doesn't look difficult, grandpa, I'll try it too."

Old man Gu leaned over, spread out new rice paper next to the table, carefully hooked the line, and drew it in a similar way.

This time, he did not choose to paint a whole painting of "Camellia Cloud Bird", but used a brush to construct one or two branches of leaves, and slowly figured out the taste.

The branch structure is not complicated.

He draws very slowly, often hesitating for a long time before he can finish his brushwork.

Learning to draw is the most likely situation where the brain knows it, but the hands can't.

Therefore, it is the easiest way to draw, it is easy to see what others draw, and you can get started by yourself to know the pressure.

I drew it for a long time.

Gu Tongxiang finally finished drawing the lines of a sapling on the rice paper, and his mouth "tsk".

On the white paper, there is a dead tree without leaves, which looks quite depressed.

Gu Weijing's eyes lit up slightly.

It's kind of that interesting.

He deliberately glanced at it with the calligraphy and painting appraisal technique, and the system panel showed that Gu Tongxiang's current pen and ink level was [Lv.4 Career First Order (4561/5000)]

Gu Weijing used to use calligraphy and painting appraisal to see his grandfather's works.

In fact, the highest level of technique is actually the work created at the end of the last century, when Gu Weijing was seven or eight years old.

It is stable in the range of 4700~4800.

It's considered a level 4 consummation.,Stuck in the bottleneck of breaking through the second order of the profession.。

It's just that the painter's technical level has successfully crossed the threshold.

That's definitely a different world.

You can't get past it, and it's not like playing an online game.

Empathy is elsewhere, the mood is no longer there, no longer drawing, neglect to practice, or simply just because of the natural aging of the body's muscles.

It will make a person's painting technique sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Cao Xuan attaches great importance to health preservation, so his professional life span can extend to nearly 100 years old, and he can continue to climb high step by step.

Gu Tongxiang is an old smoking gun,

After the age of 50, both the breath and the delicate control of the hand over the brush actually begin to slowly decline.

The level of technique shown in the works of the past few years, especially those that are larger in size and more complex in detail.

In fact, in the simple art of calligraphy and painting, you can usually only get a comprehensive score of [4000/5000] and [4100/5000].

Of course, this change is reflected in the gap between the delicate and delicate details on the drawing paper.

Based on the level of the daily target customer group of Gu's calligraphy and painting shop, as well as the art appreciation level of those foreigners with fresh pictures, it may not be able to distinguish.

But the system doesn't lie.

It is still a real and brutal reflection on the panel of the identification technique.

The difference of a few hundred experience points may not have any essential change in the picture, but this trend is also a terrible thing for any elderly artist who still has his own pursuits.

In his later years, Renoir was tormented by arthritis, and his entire creative style changed greatly.

At this time, Gu Tongxiang's next pen level returned to four thousand five.

True.

Maybe it's because grandpa is in a particularly good state today.

But Gu Weijing prefers to think.

This is not a question of the state of the pen, but the improvement of the whole person's painting thinking pattern, which is reflected in the positive feedback brought by the brush.

There is no limit to learning.

The precipitation of art theory and artistic accomplishment will not regress with age, muscle decline, and bone aging.

Mr. Gu Tongxiang may not be able to pass another path and start climbing the mountain of art again.

Gu Weijing smiled.

The moment he finished writing, he had already heard a different tone from the system than the previous increase in experience points.

Open the virtual panel and take a look.

Sure enough, I saw that in the progress of the career task in the third step of the sea, the column of the color guide painting got a +1 reminder, and it became - [Color improvement (2/5); Finishing touch (0/1)].

Come on now.

In the task of the system, the color and finishing touch of the painting guide painting are not only to add a touch of color to the works under the pen.

Isn't it a second transformation of the mentee's artistic career, the finishing touch?

Gu Weijing remembered.

In particular, it is mentioned in the task that a finishing touch is a deep improvement for both the instructor and the mentee, and it is of great benefit to both of them.

I guess when I will teach the whip to knock on it, and I will knock the old man out of the way.

knocked to the point where he also successfully broke through the level of the second order of the profession.

It's time for him to complete the task.

This section comes to mind.

Gu Weijing, who was still happy for the old man's progress just now, shook his head dissatisfied.

That's not fast enough!

He was at Mr. Wattel's place, and it only took him ten minutes to complete the over-dyeing of "Museum Island".

Outcome.

I taught my grandfather here for a morning before I completed a work that raised the level of color.

Even though I vaguely thought of how to accomplish this task.

But the old man's explosion rate is not good!

scold

Strength.

"Shall we draw it? This little sprig is twisted, beautiful! Gu Tongxiang was still there admiring his newly painted tree.

Pull out your phone and prepare to post a circle of friends to have fun.

Gu Weijing looked coldly at his grandfather's beautiful appearance.

"It's okay, there is progress, in this case, from today onwards, we have to practice. Every day I go to school, you start copying calligraphy and paintings. Wait......"

Gu Weijing swept from the bookshelf on the side and pulled out a dusty tome "Mustard Seed Garden Painting".

Boom! slammed on the table.

"You start from scratch, skip the more complicated characters and houses, and only have four volumes of trees, mountains, stones, plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, and flowers, grasses, insects, and feathers, which are 367 pages in total, about a hundred albums. Three pictures a day, let's try to get it done this month. Every day when I come back, I have to check and assess, and those who fail to pass must come again. ”

"By the way, I'll give you "Heavenly Rain" from the house later, that book is not thick, just read a chapter after tea and dinner every day, but write reading notes and a summary of my experience, and in the same way, if there is any unclear question, too, I will come back from school and talk about it alone-"

The smile on Gu Tongxiang's face faded at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Like chrysanthemums after a summer rainstorm.

Pale face.

Faltering.

(End of chapter)