Painting is an art, technique is art, and color is also art. It can arouse people's aesthetic emotions through unique visual language such as light, color, lines, etc. In oil painting, color is the most important technique.
There are many Western oil painting masters. When ordinary people look at their paintings, they always feel that their paintings are not good-looking. But why do some people always advocate... This is the most successful painting and the best painting of "so-and-so"!
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Ordinary people: "???" "I can do it too!"
Han Qi thought the same way before acquiring painting skills.
There is a very famous oil painting in Norway called "The Scream". This painting is very strange. It was so strange that Han Qi had goosebumps all over his body when he first saw it, and he couldn't understand the painting at all (although he doesn't like it now,
But I can understand).
In fact, this painting represents an illusion. The inspiration for this painting was so bloody and distorted in Munch's eyes at the time, which made people shudder. So after Munch painted it, he made the painting dull, anxious and lonely.
The emotion was expressed to an extreme.
Expressionism is all like this.
As an expert in the classical school, Han Qi is best at painting people and women, and he can also paint women beautifully.
Accurate, concise, gorgeous and elegant.
As a result, Trieste was instantly conquered by Han Qi's painting.
But the happiness only lasted for a while, and Tristel soon thought of her painting.
The two of them first came up with the idea of painting a work for each other on the same day. Han Qi chose the outside of the house, while Tristes chose the inside of the house. The same place, different scenes, and different characters. From Tristes' perspective, this
Come on, this is an unspoken romance.
But my paintings...
Trieste quickly put away the painting and threatened Han Qi: "I will give you my painting later, but you must not think that my painting is ugly!"
"How could that happen?"
I took a taxi and soon returned to Trieste's house in Oslo.
Trieste often says that she is a poor person, but Han Qi feels that she is not poor at all. She has a large house in Oslo, the capital of Norway, and a small self-built villa in the mountains near the capital.
Rented a house in Bergen.
How can one still be poor when there are so many places to live?
Just thinking about it made Han Qi feel poor.
After returning home, should you buy one or two houses in a big city? Anyway, we are richer now. If nothing else, you still have to buy two houses first.
After Trieste got home, she went into her room and took out a painting.
The picture is large, but the technique is average.
It can’t be said to be a hobbyist. It should be said to be an entry-level professional oil painting. It should be a realism genre. In Han Qi’s opinion, it is also very beautiful. Of course, the value of this painting cannot be measured by its technique. What Han Qi values is
mind.
Han Qi was very satisfied and carefully placed the painting on the table, then pulled Tristo to sit on the sofa, and the two looked at each other closely.
"I miss you very much." Han Qi said.
He wanted to come see Trieste a few days ago, but was delayed for two days by his illness.
Trieste shivered after hearing this and pushed Han Qi away: "You are so disgusting, you disgust me to death."
The warmth didn't last long. Friends who knew Tristel was back in Oslo came to say hello one by one. Alexander, whom Han Qi was very familiar with, and several other men and women came over to discuss arrangements for tomorrow.
Trieste was very hungry after riding for a long time. She originally wanted to cook at home, but seeing so many friends, she decided to go to the bar.
"Qi, are you going?"
"Of course, the law may not allow me to go into a bar."
Norwegian law prohibits minors from drinking, but Han Qi's face is not tender enough to be underage.
The bar they were going to was very close. The owner was a tall and lanky old man. He obviously knew this group of people. When he saw them coming in, he started greeting them one by one. When he finally saw Han Qi, he said: "This handsome guy is really a handsome guy."
Strange face, welcome to the Swale Bar."
Alexander put his arm around Han Qi's neck and introduced loudly: "This is our friend from China."
There were few reactions in the bar. Some people put down their glasses to see what Han Qi looked like. Some people greeted the boss: "Tang Laogou, give our new friend a glass of linie. I'll treat you."
Seeing that no one had any big reaction, Alexander frowned and shouted again:
"This is sister Trieste's boyfriend!!"
The whole bar gradually became quiet, and then suddenly became noisy.
When he first came in, Han Qi felt that this place looked like a very plain Qingqi bar. Now it has a bit of a nightclub feel. Some people came to Trieste to ask, and some people ran directly to Han Qi to look at Han Qi.
Is there something worthy of Trieste's attention?
"Are you Chinese? How old are you?"
“Really good.”
"How did you meet the eldest sister?"
If you have seen Love Apartment, you will definitely be impressed by the bar downstairs.
Everyone knows each other. Occasionally, an outsider comes in and it is difficult to integrate into the bar environment. Then suddenly someone shouts: "This new guy is Hu Yifei's boyfriend."
It's likely that at least half the people in the bar will be on their feet.
The picture is similar to that of Heisehui.
Han Qi is now in such an environment. He can only keep saying hello in Norwegian, maintain his grace, and then try to remember each of their names during Alexander's introduction... They really all know each other.
As soon as Trieste came in, she sat down to order food. After hearing this, she became furious and shouted at Alexander:
"If you continue to talk nonsense to me, you will die!!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Alexander ran away quickly, and a group of people in the bar protected him.
This bar is completely different from domestic bars. There is no head-shaking or hysteria. It feels like a gathering place for friends to chat. Everyone knows the bar owner here. Trieste may have been a legend in this bar before. Almost
Everyone knows her.
Well, let’s call her, eldest sister.
I don’t know what I have experienced before, but it feels quite interesting.
Being able to speak Norwegian is really magic, and Han Qi quickly got along with them.
After hearing that Han Qi was from China, what they were most concerned about was what China was like. After all, they rarely heard about China on TV or in books, and in recent years, there have been a lot of tourists from China coming to Oslo.
, almost as many as all other tourists in Asia combined.
"It's not bad." Han Qi said, "It's just that the economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and many people want to come out and have a look. There is a saying in our country that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, so they all leave.
Come out."
Let them ask other Chinese people that they will definitely not go. After all, why should they care about you if you have no relatives or friends.
This is a Norwegian, and Han Qi is not surprised.
After dismissing them, Han Qi sat next to Trisette.
"It's such a cold day that I'm so scared that I'm sweating all over."
Triest looked at him and asked: "You are so cowardly?"
"This is not a question for the faint of heart. What did they call you? Sister, I'm afraid if I don't answer them satisfactorily, I might have to stay in this bar tonight."
"Isn't that great?" Tristel laughed twice.
A girl with an afro brought something special to Tristy and put it in front of her: "I haven't seen you for a long time."
“I’ve been very busy recently and haven’t had time to go back to Oslo.”
There was an exclamation from behind. He turned his chair and looked back. He found that many people were gathered around a few game consoles in the corner of the bar. I don’t know who was playing games. Everyone was shouting cool, awesome and so on. Han Qi vaguely
The sound of the game can be heard.
No need to think about who is playing.
Now that he was finally clean, Han Qi took a glass of wine he had just mixed, stirred it with a spoon, and said, "I'm going to Finland in two days."
"What are you going to do in Finland? Travel?"
She also knew what Han Qi was thinking. They had talked about this topic before when they talked all night long. For Han Qi, it was impossible to have a stable job. Only traveling could support his life.
"Yes, I heard that there is a Lake of the Brave in Finland, do you know?"
"Of course I know. A friend of mine tried it before, haha, but he gave up halfway through the swim. Why, you want to try it too?"
"right……"
Trieste ate, nodded slowly, and then said: "I wish you success, but I heard that no Asian has ever succeeded. By the way, if you want to ask my friend, he should be there tomorrow.
Come here and introduce me to you when the time comes."
"You know this place? Then you can trust me to go?"
Only a few dozen people in the world can swim through this place. Do you believe me so much?
Han Qi himself didn’t believe himself. Going here for winter swimming was a plan he only made when he was drunk. If Tristo had tried to persuade her to stay, Han Qi might not have gone there and would have simply spent a month in Finland.
Son.
"Why don't you worry?" Triest asked, and then said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about safety. I remember Kerry said it was safe over there. I have forgotten what he said specifically. You can ask him first tomorrow.
Bar."
Triest recalled.
She remembered that during that time, the news that Kerry was going to Finland for winter swimming spread in the group, and many friends were paying attention to it.
It was a long time ago, and Tristel couldn't remember the specifics, but she knew that many people went to challenge the Lake of the Brave every year. Not only Norwegians, but people from the five Nordic countries also liked to go, but she had never heard of it.
Someone has had an accident there before.
So it must be safe.
She reached out and patted Han Qi, and asked with a smile: "I remember you were afraid of the cold before. How dare you go for winter swimming now? Have you tried it elsewhere?"
"Been caught in the rain..."
Trieste squirted out what she had eaten in her mouth, laughing loudly:
"Does it count as winter swimming if you've been caught in the rain? Have you been caught in the rain? Hahaha, don't make me laugh to death, you...you, let me slow down for a while." After a while, she continued: "Then you still have to
Don't go, I won't let you join in the fun."
Fortunately, there is no one across from you.
Han Qi sighed and stood with his left hand on the bar, supporting his head and looking at the center of the bar.
"You have to challenge yourself. At least I can swim."
Triest became serious, looked at Han Qi and said, "Really, if you don't know how, don't take the risk. Winter swimming still has some safety risks. It's not like you going skiing..."
Speaking of skiing, Triest thought of Han Qi and Ingrid whom she had seen on the Internet before.
She saw this on Han Qi's Weibo. She had been paying special attention to Han Qi's news since the last time they separated. That was when she saw Han Qi on Han Qi's Weibo.
Photos of skiing with Ingrid.
Han Qi said: "Don't worry, I know my body. If things don't work out, I will give up."
He decided to go and have a look anyway.
Just now, Han Qi thought of his travel diary.
Now I have written two chapters, cycling in Lhasa and Norway, the country of ten thousand islands.
Han Qi wrote very smoothly when writing about riding, because there were excitements and disappointments along the way, and there were even threats of death. When he recalled it, he thought it was very exciting, and the plot had ups and downs. But in Norway, there was only eating, drinking and having fun.
This kind of plot is really not easy to write.
Moreover, Han Qi doesn’t dare to write about relationships, and it’s not good to talk about either Tristel or Ingrid.
If my third travel diary is like this, then why should I write a travel diary? Netizens watch online dramas and the plot is more exciting than reading their own books. After all, there are handsome guys and beauties in the online dramas. They are all real, not virtual like travel notes.
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It’s better to be a little challenging... Han Qi thought.
………………
The scene of Trieste's birthday was not a big one. Everyone gathered in her villa on the mountain. Someone was barbecuing on the small platform outside the house. The smell wafted everywhere, attracting the little squirrels in the mountain. Several girls in the house were gathered around for a meeting.
The girl who made the cake was imitating Sister. She was basking in the sun and reading a book in the living room, but her attention was outside the room.
There is a pond outside her villa, and now there are two people standing next to the pond, both of whom took off their clothes and were only wearing swimming trunks.
One is Kerry, an old friend she has known for many years, and the other is Han Qi.
Kerry arrived at noon. He is very tall and strong. His arms and chest muscles are very developed. He has long curly hair and looks like the god of thunder.
After he learned that Han Qi was going to the Lake of the Brave in Finland, he immediately felt respected and decided to go together in two days, and then teach Han Qi how to swim in the winter here.
But other onlookers didn't care much about the winter swimming, and instead commented on the two people's figures.
"My eldest sister's boyfriend has a really good figure."
"Triste never said that, it seems Alexander spread it randomly."
"I often see tourists from China at the airport, and few are so tall."
"I still like Kerry like this, stronger."
"Han's abs are so stylish, I'm drooling. He will be very handsome when filming Spider-Man with a figure like his."
Kerry asked Han Qi to soak his body with water from the pool and asked, "Can you resist it?"
Han Qi nodded and said, "No problem."
"Well, no problem. You just said you can swim, but I have to tell you that winter swimming and swimming are actually different. If swimming is about walking, then winter swimming is about hiding. Winter swimming does not pursue speed, what tests you is your ability to swim.
It takes a while to be immersed in the water, so don’t be too anxious about swimming, the most important thing is to feel the state of your body.”
"Thank you. Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"
Kerry slowly entered the water and said, "It's nothing special. Come down and experience it."
