Although he had the intention to leave, Fang Yi did not go to the school or any institution such as the teaching room to mention the matter now. The holiday was coming soon anyway, so he would take a rest first.
And Christmas is coming soon, and his parents will come to Paris this time. Fang Yi doesn’t think it is a good choice to drop out of school as a Christmas gift for his parents during the holiday. Let’s leave this matter until next semester.
!Thinking of this, Fang Yi put out the cigarette in his hand, stood up and walked towards his nest.
After opening the door and walking into his room, everything became relaxed again. He changed into soft casual clothes. Standing in front of the easel again, Fang Yi glanced at Beronica's easel not far away.
The two people above are so closely intertwined, which all shows that Bellonica is obsessed with herself.
Her love is tender and romantic, and Beronica is constantly making progress. It seems that the relationship between the two has given this woman infinite fantasy and sweetness, and opened a door to the dream kingdom for Beronica.
The door, the color block composed of warm colors shines on the canvas with Fang Yi's heart.
Feeling his girlfriend's love on the canvas, Fang Yi took down his unfinished work and put it in a frame.
After thinking about the frame, Fang Yi picked up the pen and did not sign his name on the canvas as usual. Instead, he glanced at Beronica's painting next to him. After looking at it for five minutes, in front of him
On the canvas, I mixed brown with a little blue, and wrote in Chinese on the white background: My Beronica, my lover, it’s not that I can’t break free of this slender thread, but that I don’t want to
Break away, because I am afraid that after I break away, I will never see the joy on your face that moment when you look back.
After writing these words, Fang Yi covered the words with a thin layer of oil, and then took a round-head brush to blend a dazzling golden color and began to spread it at the bottom of the canvas to reveal the background of the canvas.
After finishing the background color, I used a paintbrush to draw rows of blue lavender on the background, and strips of blue flower ribbons, rolling like blue waves, filling the distance and the sky. And in the sky
Shining with mesmerizing silvery blue
Color. Among the rows of lavender ridges, Peroni, wearing a light-colored printed dress, had a blurred face, but she was smiling and leaning forward. She ran forward among the lavender ridges, turning her head sideways.
Looking up at the sky, he was holding the kite string in one hand and pulling the slender kite string in the other hand. Flying in the air was Fang Yi, who was wearing a black suit with his limbs spread out in big letters, between the two of them.
The color block squeezes out the arc string and bends gently.
Fang Yi responded to his girlfriend's painting. The romantic feelings are clearly visible on the canvas. The strong colors and rolling and intertwined brushstrokes all tell the passion of the lovers in love for each other.
Putting down the brush in his hand, Fang Yi looked at his work carefully for half an hour. He shook his head and said softly: "It's not enthusiastic enough!"
Although the color of the picture is warm, it cannot express my current feelings for Beronica. It is like the light blue flame buried in the heart together. Although the temperature is not high, it can melt the rock. And
There is a canvas of his girlfriend placed not far away, which strongly shows Beronica's love for him.
Fang Yi wanted to respond, a more enthusiastic and passionate response. The colors on the canvas now could not satisfy Fang Yi. Fang Yi wanted colors that were as hot as lava.
After saying this, Fang Yi clasped his hands on his chest, thinking about how to make his paintings more enthusiastic and how to make the colors on the canvas better express his passion. It is obvious that the colors on the canvas are now
Far from being able to meet your own needs.
After taking down the canvas, Fang Yi began to think deeply about how to express his colors more powerfully.
In the next few days, Fang Yi fell into this kind of contemplation when he had nothing to do. One morning he just got up. He looked at the roof on the bed above his head, and Beronica next to him had a sweet look on his face.
Snuggled next to Fang Yi, breathing quietly and calmly. A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
All this made Fang Yi obsessed. He stretched out his hand and gently swept his girlfriend's face with his fingers, with a quiet warmth in his eyes. At this moment, something suddenly popped into Fang Yi's mind. Someone researched that
Van Gogh may be color blind, which means he sees fewer colors than ordinary people, which makes the colors in his paintings brighter and more colorful than others.
"I can also be color blind!" Fang Yi curled his lips and muttered softly in his heart. Thinking of this, a light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately got up from the bed and entered the studio, where he repainted the original painting.
Placed on the easel.
Immediately after entering my mind, I turned off one of the three primary colors of light in the original color column. The three primary colors of light are red, green and blue. The mixture of red and green is yellow, the mixture of red and blue is magenta, and the mixture of blue and green is
The mixture of the three colors is cyan, and the mixture of the three colors is white.
After turning off a color, Fang Yi saw that the color on the canvas had dropped, and the original blue lavender color became much darker.
When the entire picture almost completely changed to one color, Fang Yi was a little at a loss. Fang Yi himself was not color blind, that is, he had seen normal colors, but now it was like entering another visual space. In his mind
The color pattern is still there, but it is different from the color on my canvas.
After looking at it for a long time, Fang Yi really didn't know how to mix the colors in his mind, so he had to increase the blue color again, so that the lavender color appeared a little thicker.
Fang Yi thought carefully about how to improve this color to the one displayed in his mind. Combining the color knowledge he learned from Professor Yves Sachner's class, Fang Yi began to organize and use other colors in his mind.
Combined with brightening blue.
The theory is that knowledge is always very simple, but in practice it is indeed quite difficult. Fang Yi had to adjust the color in his mind a little higher, which seemed a little weaker than the color in his mind.
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Fang Yi devoted himself wholeheartedly to the painting. Fang Yi adjusted the colors on the canvas to the colors in his mind. Then he put down the brush in his hand, adjusted the colors in his mind back to normal, and observed himself from a normal person's perspective.
canvas.
Blue is very bright and gorgeous, very attractive, but it conflicts with other colors on the painting. After all, the bright blue on the canvas covers other colors and negates the main color. Obviously, this is the case in terms of the work.
The painting is not a good work.
"Yi! This blue is so eye-catching!" Beronica watched Fang Yi put down the brush and walked over and said softly: "It makes people's eyes attracted by it without noticing it, and they can't see you and me on the canvas.
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Reaching out to pull his girlfriend into his arms, Fang Yi kissed Beronica on the cheek: "I suddenly remembered to study colors. This is just the beginning. It will get better in the future! I want us to
The emotions are perfectly expressed, and the existing colors are not rich enough for me!".
Beronica looked at Fang Yizhi's cheerful smile: "It would be beautiful if you could raise the color of the whole painting to a higher level!"
"That's what I thought!" Fang Yi stretched out his hand and scratched Beronica's face.
"How did you do it? Paint the blue so brightly!" Beronica asked Fang Yi while looking at the canvas.
Regarding Beronica's question, Fang Yi naturally couldn't truthfully say that he could adjust the colors seen with his eyes. It sounded like a myth, so he might as well find an excuse.
"I listened to Professor Saneh's class, and then combined with his theory, I used some subtle and invisible complementary colors!" Fang Yi explained.
Beronica listened to Fang Yi's explanation, then directly picked up the paintbrush and put it into Fang Yi's hand: "You draw it for me! I can't understand what you just said!".
How could Fang Yi refuse his girlfriend's request? After Beronica helped Fang Yi change to a canvas, Fang Yi painted the same blue color as the lavender ridge on the blank canvas while talking.
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"Draw it again!" Beronica watched Fang Yi finish speaking, raised her head that was leaning on Fang Yi's shoulder and said to her boyfriend again: "I still don't quite understand it!".
He reached out and patted his girlfriend's buttocks: "Let's talk after dinner, what time is it now! My stomach is drumming!".
"Then I'll call and order pizza!" After hearing this, Beronica let go of her hands around Fang Yi's waist and walked toward the living room, where she started to call to order food.
Watching his girlfriend on the phone, Fang Yi looked at his canvas. Now Fang Yi is sure that he has found a way to make the colors in his paintings more beautiful. He has to explore and complete it by himself. Fang Yi believes that his control and expression of colors will be better.
Go up a level. At that time, the colors on your canvas will be richer and more beautiful!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel happy, and the more I thought about it, the happier I became. When waiting for Beronica to enter the studio again, she immediately hugged her girlfriend and spun around in a circle, shouting loudly: "I have found the direction!"
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"Put me down!" Bellonica started to feel a little dizzy after circling around a few times. Fang Yi was spinning too fast when he was excited. Not only was Bellonica a little dizzy, but also Fang Yi himself.
A little bit dizzy.
Putting down his girlfriend, Fang Yi gave Beronica a long kiss, then held Beronica's face with both hands and said, "Thank you, you showed me a new direction!".
It's not that Fang Yi has never thought about how to make the color of the canvas more beautiful, but every time he thinks about it, he can't figure it out. The things at hand are ignored by him, but today in order to show his love for his girlfriend
Fang Yi suddenly thought of Van Gogh's feelings, and couldn't help but think of what was in his mind. Now a new road seems to have appeared at his feet. As the saying goes: there is no place to be found after breaking through the iron shoes.
No effort required!
"Do I still have merit?" Beronica looked at Fang Yi and said.
"Of course! You are my muse!" Fang Yi gave his girlfriend a long kiss and said.