Chapter 115 The weird feeling of collectively painting the human body
Fang Yi spent a day and a half on this weekend like a normal boyfriend, accompanying Mu Jin to watch movies and go to the park. Anyway, they did almost all the activities within the normal scope of activities for couples. On Sunday afternoon, he went to give her a boyfriend again.
The students had a class, and at around six o'clock in the evening, Mu Jin was sent off to board the train to Mingzhu.
Early the next morning after returning to school, Fang Yi walked to the grove and found that the sun was really good today. The sun shone on the grove in the studio, and the light shone through the tender green leaves in the forest.
The mottled light spots were like wisps of large and small oblique beams of light. Combined with the happy chirping of birds in the forest, Fang Yi felt in his heart and eyes that the grove seemed to be full of different vitality today.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my pace. When I got to the studio, I moved the easel and painting box outside directly. I set up the easel where I had painted before and started to compare the light in the painting with the natural light now. This
The painting was exactly what Fang Yi asked Liu Hongshuo to do, using the teacher's style.
There were woods in the room. After looking at it for a while, Fang Yi felt that the painting on his easel was much inferior, and he couldn't even get interested in changing it. He took the canvas off the easel, held it in his hand, and returned to the studio to change it.
The mounted canvas was placed in front of the easel again, and then began to record the current light on it.
Fang Yi's current painting habit is to sketch to record the form and shadow, and the color draft to record the light. The sketch can be slower, but the color draft must be drawn quickly. If the drawing is not fast, the light will change with the angle of the sun.
It will also change with the changes, and it will be slower.
It’s impossible to record. Generally speaking, Fang Yi’s current painting steps are sketching - color sketches - realistic works. It is divided into three steps. If you follow the so-called starting style, it is realistic sketching - with a little bit.
Impressionist color drafts—classical realistic works.
Fang Yi painted for more than an hour, and the light draft had already come out of a whole painting plus one-half of another painting. This shows how fast Fang Yi painted. It was as if the brush was sweeping directly on the canvas. Now
There are patches of color on the painting, and almost every stroke can be seen clearly.
Fang Yi was painting high when he heard his annoying cell phone ringing in his pocket. The paintbrush in his hand paused in mid-air. Fang Yi deliberately didn't answer the phone and just waited for the phone to finish ringing.
Unfortunately, the bell kept ringing for almost a minute. Fang Yi couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and resisted the urge to throw the thing out. He took it out of his pocket and saw that it was from the dormitory.
I answered the phone and said hello.
"Hey! Didn't you say that you were going to take the human body class with my class? How come it's almost time for class and you haven't shown up yet?" Wei Jin asked Fang Yi on the other end of the phone.
"Uh!" Fang Yi forgot about this matter. After thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Then I'll be there in a moment!".
"Wait a minute! That teacher today is quite evil. Don't make yourself uncomfortable by being late! You can leave early for his class, but you can't be late. We will wait for you downstairs in the dormitory in ten minutes. Hurry up!" Wei Jin said
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After hearing this, Fang Yi said: "Then I'll be right away!" After saying that, he hung up the phone and moved his hands faster. It took another five or six minutes to move the easel and canvas back to the studio. Then
After washing, I picked up a canvas from the studio that had been shoveled to expose the underlying color. I packed up the painting box, picked up two things, and ran towards my dormitory building.
When he arrived at the door, he saw that several people in the dormitory were already waiting for him, and he quickly said: "Here he is! Here he is!". He looked at the two empty men in the dormitory clasping their hands, and only Qu Gu was carrying a bag on his shoulder.
A plastic painting tube, and asked: "Where are your drawing boards and painting boxes?"
"Today is sketching! All our things are in the Qugu painting tube." Tao Yong looked at Fang Yi carrying a painting box with a canvas under his arm and said, "Why do you carry these things!".
"Ah!" Fang Yi could only say after hearing this: "I am used to painting with colors."
"Okay! Draw whatever you want," Qu Gu said, "Brothers, please hurry up!" After saying that, he took the lead and started walking.
The four of them had not entered the classroom for a minute. Fang Yi had not found the easel yet. At this time, a middle-aged teacher walked in, followed by a young girl, who should be today's model. The teacher
I took a quick glance at the door, then turned to the model and said something, and the model walked towards the small dressing room.
After finding an easel, Fang Yi moved it and realized that there was no room for him to set up the easel. There were almost thirty people in the whole classroom, two classes, and there was a large circle around the platform where the model stood with her hair braided.
head. Don’t think that all those with braids are women.
Oh, boy, more boys than girls. People like Fang Yi, whose hair covers half of their ears. Except for Qu Gu and Wei Jin, only two of the boys have short hair. On the contrary, a few of the girls have short hair.
With short hair or a buzz cut, the entire appearance of one gender is reversed.
"Come here!" Tao Yong waved to Fang Yi and whispered, signaling his roommate to come to him. Then he pushed Qu Gu and Wei Jin next to him, and both of them gave way to a little space.
Fang Yi left half of his body.
Fang Yi had no choice but to move the easel a little further back and look at the model sideways through the gap a person wide.
After the model finished changing her clothes and came out, all she had left was a long white robe. The teacher introduced the model to the students, and then motioned the model to sit on the table in the middle.
After listening to the teacher's words, the model walked up to the middle stage, stood on the stage and untied the belt around her waist. As soon as her shoulders sank, the robe on her body slipped off her shoulders. Then she turned sideways and took off the robe with one hand.
He pulled out his sleeves and lifted his robe, exposing his entire body in front of the students.
Fang Yi had drawn it many times, so it was no longer novel, and naturally he didn't feel any embarrassment. Thinking about what his teacher said about his state of mind when he first drew the human body, he naturally turned his head and looked at it.
Everyone's expressions, I want to read something from everyone's faces.
This look really made Fang Yi realize something. Originally, Fang Yi thought that the male students would be embarrassed and the female students would be calm, but now it was just the opposite. When Fang Yi glanced at the faces of several girls
I actually found that most of their faces were a little red. On the contrary, the boys' faces were much better. Most of them were staring. Some were smiling, some were pretending to be calm, and some were chatting with their classmates.
Exchange glances.
"Just sit down." The teacher took the robe from the model's hand: "Cross your legs. Hold the surface of the stool with both hands, and then lean forward slightly."
The model posed according to the teacher's instructions. The teacher briefly talked about what should be paid attention to when drawing the body, and then signaled the students to start drawing.
When I first started painting, everyone might be a little nervous. After five or six minutes of painting, I got used to it. Although I could see a little awkwardness on these people's faces, it was no longer as intense as it was at the beginning.
Fang Yi squeezed the few paints he brought onto the palette, and then started drafting on the canvas that stood upright on the easel. Because it was a class exercise, Fang Yi did not use classical techniques but used direct realistic techniques.
, after adjusting the skin color of the human body, apply it directly within the drawn outline of the character.
Layers, so that the models on the screen are large color blocks with different color levels. The areas receiving light will be lighter, and the backlit areas will be darker. Wait until Fang Yi has finished dividing the characters on the canvas into large color blocks.
By the time, almost an hour had passed and it was time for the model to rest.
Although they live in the same dormitory, Tao Yong and the others saw Fang Yi painting for the first time. Naturally, they gathered in front of Fang Yi's easel during the break. Now there is a cloth covered with a model sitting on Fang Yi's canvas in the background.
The stool has not been drawn yet, but the shaping of the shape has been basically completed. The large shadows are almost done.
"The painting is very good," Wei Jin murmured: "I like the feeling of the edge lines very much. It is soft with a bit of toughness, and has the elasticity of a young girl's skin!".
Tao Yong listened to Wei Jin's words and said: "It's still flexible! It seems like you've touched it a lot! You're still a young kid, why are you talking about elasticity?" After speaking, he continued to look at Fang Yi.
Paints in the paint box.
"Fang Yi is the big tycoon in our dormitory." Tao Yong pointed to a paint and said before Wei Jin could refute: "Look at the paints they use, Rembrandt! The top artist brands, look at the paints we use, they are all made in China.
Li! Even if you buy something specifically for artists in Marley, you have to consider it, this is the difference!" After speaking, Fang Yi pointed to several tin tubes of paint placed on the lid of the open painting box.
Fang Yi heard this and said: "I didn't buy this thing, it came from the teacher's studio. I use it directly and I don't know how much it is really worth!".
Qu Gu explained to Fang Yi: "A Marley costs about ten yuan, and a Rembrandt costs a few hundred yuan and is estimated to be three hundred! These two people saw that I was wearing a Windsor and always said that I was a wealthy person. Now this hat finally costs money."
It’s been taken off!”.
After hearing what Tao Yong said, Wei Jin squatted down and took a look, touched Fang Yi's paintbrush, adjusted it twice on the palette, and sighed: "Rembrandt is much better than the two brands.
, whether it is Windsor or Marley, you can tell the difference at a glance. Marley used to be fine, but now it is getting worse and worse. The color you want should be too deep, and it should be too transparent to be transparent. It is really terrible,
I'm wondering if I should change the brand too."
Several people were talking about the brand of paint. Fang Yi looked up and saw a girl from his class walking over. Fang Yi also knew her name, it was Qi Yan. She was about 1.6 meters tall and wore a pair of glasses.
He has a tomboy-like appearance.
"Qi Yan, why did I look at you a little bit wrong just now? My face turned red!" Wei Jin seemed to be very familiar with this girl. As soon as she walked in, he smiled and whispered to others and started drawing the human body.
things.
After hearing this, Qi Yan stood in front of Fang Yi's easel and said casually and generously: "You may have that feeling next time when you draw a man. When you look at the model's naked body, you feel strange in your heart.
It's weird. Plus there are some wretched men." At this point, he pointed at Wei Jin and said
: "For example, if you look at me like this, of course I will blush for you! By the way, you can see a woman's body today, how do you feel? Are you excited? Do you have special eyes? I think you are close to me
If you touch someone else, your saliva will almost drop, and your expression will be embarrassing!"
Wei Jin said: "My talent is not as bad as what you described! I looked at the model with an artistic eye, thinking about how to express it. But having said that, I am curious why you have that kind of behavior?"
Feel it!" After hearing Wei Jin's words, Fang Yi also felt very strange. It turned out that according to what Fang Yi was thinking, the boys should be embarrassed and the girls were calm. But now the result is exactly the opposite. They just adjusted one
height.
Qi Yan turned to look at Wei Jin and said: "What the model has is similar to what you have! As soon as the boy's eyes turn around, I feel like covering my body! What do you think?".
After listening to this person's words, Fang Yi thought for a moment and it was really similar. Aren't the female models of Guang the same? Naturally, the girl looked a little uncomfortable.
After chatting for a while, when the model sat back on the stage, everyone dispersed and continued painting. During the next one or two breaks, the female model spent most of the time chatting with the teacher, probably with the new students.
Not very familiar with it. In short, Fang Yi felt satisfied without having to go up and chat with him.