When he opened the door, Wang Ding took out the Pu'er tea prepared for Mr. Xu from his schoolbag.
"Old Xu, I'll rush up to you now."
Wang Ding said that, and then he got into the room, and the enthusiasm for rushing into the kitchen to make tea for himself was also called Xu Fengshui and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, okay, no need to rinse it. I've already made tea. Come here, I'll introduce you to an elder."
Seeing that there was brewed tea on the table, Wang Ding put the tea he brought to the ground and followed Mr. Xu's footsteps and arrived at the elder.
"It's you!"
Wang Ding was a little respectful. After all, he met his seniors in the collection circle in his hometown of Xu. Wang Ding always wanted to leave a good impression on others. As he came, Fang Heqing recognized the man.
"It's you, the old man."
Wang Ding saw either someone else’s eyes, or the old man who painted himself at noon. Unexpectedly, he also came to Xu’s hometown in the afternoon, and they met again.
"Do you know each other?" Xu Fengshui was going to introduce the two, but when he saw that the two knew each other well, Mr. Xu was stunned.
"Haha, the nephew you told me is this kid. It's interesting and interesting. We just met at noon today. Could it be that I want to recognize him as my nephew, and our fate is not as good as yours."
Wang Ding scratched his head, and he also found it too amazing.
"Okay, if you like it, can you recognize it too!" Xu Fengshui said generously, and then put a sip of tea on the table into his mouth.
"Come on, sit here!" Fang Heqing patted the empty seat on the sofa beside him and asked Wang Ding to come over.
Wang Ding nodded, sat down before asking politely, "Old man, I snatched the painting of yours for noon today before I took a closer look at the girl, so I haven't had time to see the name you wrote, I don't know.
Your surname?"
"Haha, my surname is Fang. I snatched my paintings for her. It seems that you still like my paintings very much!" Fang Heqing said, and Mr. Xu added from the side.
"Xiao Ding, Mr. Fang, like me, has a great love for calligraphy and painting. However, this guy not only loves collecting paintings, but is also a painter. He learned from the Xin'an School of Painting and has excellent painting skills. Look, I'm on this table
There are several paintings drawn by this old guy.”
While Xu Fengshui was speaking, he used his fingers to push a few scrolls apart. The next second, several landscape paintings and figure paintings appeared on the table. Finally, the picture was frozen in a picture of Zhang Daqian's "Love" imitated by Fang Heqing.
On the Trace Picture.
This picture is a huge silk splash, 56cm wide and 164cm long, which is smaller than the authentic works of Master Zhang Daqian.
However, on such a large piece of silk paper, the emotions and artistic conception that should be presented in the painting can be expressed.
"This is the love trace picture of Master Zhang Daqian painted by Fang Laomo. The foreground picture is green mountains and a lake in the back. This time, you should be able to see the beauty of the picture better. Master Zhang Daqian's picture is said to be
It is a work that blends Western abstract art with traditional Chinese literati art, and it is also a modern translation of the majestic landscapes of the Northern Song Dynasty in modern language. It is not only a symbol of Zhang Daqian's artistic achievement, but also the most successful traditional Chinese art.
The "modern breakthrough" of "Handsen Fang's painting is similar to the seventh part of the same meaning, and it is indeed remarkable."
"Well, I can draw this way, thanks to you!"
Listening to Xu Fengshui boasting about himself, Fang Heqing explained to Wang Ding, "I have known for a long time that this old man likes Zhang Daqian's love trace picture, but the whereabouts of the love trace picture are unknown now. You can't call the old man just waiting so stupidly, so I
I learned the technique of painting with splashing color. After practicing for so long, I finally realized the mystery and took nearly half a year to achieve this work. Fortunately, I am not dead yet, and I can enjoy tea with the old guy here.
If I kick my legs and don’t finish this painting for this old man, I will have regrets in my life.”
"Okay, okay, don't say that unlucky thing. However, your painting skills really need to be passed on. I don't have ink for painting. If not, I will take Wang Ding as my apprentice and teach him how to paint.
L. Wang Ding, why are you standing there stupidly? Can’t you still hear what I mean now? Apprentice to a disciple!"
Wang Ding really couldn't grasp the rhythm of these two old men. He had not yet jumped out of Zhang Daqian's love mark picture. Xu Fengshui had already asked him to be Fang Heqing as his teacher.
Wang Ding hurriedly gave a respectful salute at this moment, and then helped Fang He Qingman serve tea, hoping to serve it to him.
But Fang Heqing shook his hand and pushed it to stop him. "I want to take me as my teacher? Is that simple? Old man Xu, didn't I say you, don't you know that I never accept disciples?
”
"I know, but is this very outstanding?" Xu Fengshui argued. "Wang Ding quickly said!"
Wang Ding will continue to serve tea, but Fang Heqing is still very determined, "This is indeed very outstanding, but..." After a thought, Mr. Xu also said nervously, "There is still a lot of money."
"Of course there are, but..." Fang Heqing elongated his tone and sighed, "Do you know our Xin'an School of Painting?"
"I don't know." Wang Ding said honestly.
"Well, this is like our Xin'an Sect's children. Very good." Fang Heqing almost asked Wang Ding to spit out the rice for noon with a sentence.
It's good that the question was not answered.
Mr. Xu was also beating, thinking that this old naughty boy really has his.
But Fang Heqing was serious and disagreed. "The Xin'an School of Painting emerged in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. The painters in the Huizhou area and the main Hui painters who lived in other places at that time were good at using their brush and ink, their appearances to write about their homes, and their emotions were expressed through scenery.
Expressing the elegance of one's own soul, the painting theory advocates the character and integrity of the painter. The painting style tends to be dry, light and cold, and has a distinctive style of scholars. Because of the geographical relationship of these painters, life beliefs and painting styles,
The same nature, so people at that time called them the "Xin'an School of Painting". My ancestral home was in Huizhou and I was influenced by the Xin'an School of Painting since I was a child, so I was considered to have learned from the Xin'an School of Painting."
As Fang Heqing said, Wang Ding understood, so he couldn't answer that question just now. Mr. Fang also said it must be because of his character and elegance.
Morality is undoubtedly one's own honesty. Elegance is one's own freedom and freedom without any sin. If you are restrained and meditate but have no results, Wang Ding believes that Mr. Fang will definitely not be very good, but you will not
Suitable for the Xin'an School of Painting, you don't have that kind of ambition and character.
"Do you know what the Xin'an School is now?"
"Yeah, I get it."
"If you are still interested in the Xin'an School of Painting, you can learn more. If you are interested in joining here after you understand, then you can find me. By the way, I heard that you brought a piece from the Qing Dynasty.
Take out the snuff bottle, please tell me to see it?"
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