A group of friends came to Fang Yi's residence within a day or two to congratulate Fang Yi on his new move. To put it bluntly, it was just an opportunity for everyone to eat, drink, and have fun together. It was nothing serious. Within a week, these people started arriving one after another.
They left and went home. Of course, the new home was indispensable, and the parents and uncle's family also came to lively for a few days. Of course, the uncle did not come and couldn't spare the time. After the excitement, the house immediately returned to its usual peace and tranquility.
Standing in front of his easel, Fang Yi put down the last stroke. He took two or three steps back with the brush in his hand and looked at his work for five or six minutes. Then he nodded and said to himself:
"Done!".
Zou Heming has already mentioned this work several times over the phone. Although it is not yet time to hand in the painting, Fang Yi returned to China and moved again this year, which really took a lot of time. Gallery
Zou Heming on the other end was really worried about how many works Fang Yi would have this year.
Very satisfied with his newly completed work, Fang Yi put down the paintbrush in his hand, wiped his hands with a wet cloth, and reached behind his back to untie his work clothes. Now Fang Yi's work clothes looked a bit like a doctor's surgical gown.
It's just that I have clothes.
After untying his work clothes, Fang Yi lifted up his collar and hung it on the empty easel next to him. He looked up and saw the clock on the wall of the studio. The hands were almost pointing to eleven o'clock, and he walked directly towards the door of the studio.
After leaving the studio, I walked along the white corridor and back to the living room.
"Sir! It's a bit early today, lunch preparations have just started!" Seeing Fang Yi push the door open and walk in, Yeda immediately stood up from the sofa and walked to Fang Yi's side and said softly.
"It's a little early. The works in the gallery have been completed. Please inform the gallery later and ask them to send someone to pick up the paintings in three days. Catherine will come over in the morning the day after tomorrow." Fang Yi arranged for Yelin
Notify the gallery that Catherine, the mannequin she just signed the day after tomorrow, will come to her studio. The work at hand is completed, and the next work is immediately put on the schedule. This time Fang Yi plans to paint a natural and human body. As for the framing, of course
It’s my own place now, with everything like grass, creeks and so on.
Yeda took out the sticker book from his pocket and wrote down the two things Fang Yi said. After writing down, he looked up at Fang Yi and waited for the next arrangement.
"There's nothing else." Fang Yi looked at his butler and smiled.
Nothing happened, and soon after Fang Yi sat on the sofa, Yeda arranged for a servant to place a small tray in front of Fang Yi, with a small teapot and a small baby in it.
"Thank you! Jill" Fang Yi said to the Latina woman named Jill. Now, in addition to the housekeeper Jeda, the family also hired three servants, one male and two female, all Latinos, except for Jill.
There is also Lauren. The man's name is Beavis and he is about thirty-six or seventeen years old. This man is mainly responsible for part of the housework and the family car. Sometimes he acts as Fang Yi's driver.
At home, Fang Yi is just like the landlord he played in movies. He doesn't do anything. He can't do anything. Painting is Fang Yi's business. Otherwise, how can he pay these people?
Fang Yi naturally put most of his energy into painting, and spent the rest of his energy on having fun. When he is in good spirits, he can paint better and make money.
While drinking tea, I flipped through some art magazines on the coffee table to learn about the latest art trends. These magazines are from the United States and the United Kingdom. Of course, there are also some French magazines. And you can sometimes find them on top of these magazines.
I got some little fun, that is, who is this old man Henry Bobile scolding again.
Today's magazines did not disappoint Fang Yi. But he was a little unhappy because the old man was scolding none other than the linearist school of painting. He, Keshma, and the most honest Artur could not escape.
, were all taken out and humiliated by the old man. The old man said that Fang Yi’s
The taste is artificial, Keshma is a blacksmith, and he uses a hammer to draw. Anders is suitable for acting in movies, Rudd should go back to his Babylon (referring to Rudd's wild life), and Artur can go to kindergarten.
Teaching children origami, in short, none of the linearism can make old people look at it.
It's normal to be looked down upon by the old man, and Fang Yi doesn't think it's worth getting angry at. Now the old man seems unhappy if he doesn't scold others for two weeks. Sometimes Fang Yi feels that this old man seems to get some benefits from scolding and being scolded by others.
Satisfied, and then get this
After the spiritual power, I started to create energetically. But after reading today's article, Fang Yi felt a little strange. He originally thought that he was the most hated among the five, but next was Keshma and Anders. Who knew?
The old man was now mocking Rude.
Fang Yi was reading a magazine. He was not a reporter and had no intention of digging deeper. He waited for the kitchen to prepare things and then started to eat. He took a break at noon. The weather outside was very good, the temperature was not too high, and now is the time for crisp autumn air.
, Fang Yi temporarily decided to go sketching.
After putting on his riding boots and carrying his painting box and mounted canvas to the stable, Fang Yi began to saddle Mr. Wen Shun, tied up the easel and painting box with the straps on the saddle, and added a blanket for resting. Now.
Yuan Tou and Bian came to the United States with Lu Qikun and others.
Naturally, Tou saw Fang Yi following his master's feet as soon as he went out, and when he arrived at the stable, Hong Zao also came up to him. Fang Yi was working here, and Round Tou and Flat Tou stood not far away, looking at him.
The owner was wagging his tail lightly, while Hong Zao stood and snorted from time to time.
Seeing Fang Yi saddle Mr. Wen Shun, not to mention two dogs, even Hong Zao has become accustomed to it these days. He knows that Fang Yi is going out for a trot, and he can follow him to have fun.
After organizing their things, Fang Yi led Wen Shun out of the stable first, followed by two dogs and a horse. Since Hong Zao always followed, why didn't Fang Yi put the painting box or something on Hong Zao's back? Because this thing was too tiring.
Damn it, as soon as I put something on my back, I immediately lie down and roll around. Not to mention carrying something, Jack puts the bridle on it.
It can also howl and howl for a long time. Fang Yi gets upset every time he hears it and asks Jack to take it off every time. Hong Zao is living a very free life now, and he is a free horse living in a stable.
It can run around. In Jack's words, it's not a horse, it's his husband's pet, but it's just a little bigger.
After getting on the horse, Fang Yi urged Mr. Wen Shun to take a quick trot, while he sat firmly on the horse, following Mr. Wen Shun's ups and downs, gently rocking his body up and down. The round-headed and flat-headed people running next to him were moving from time to time.
They barked happily, and every time they barked, Hongzao would also chirp twice, and the tranquility of the valley was suddenly broken by the barking of two dogs and a horse.
As for the place where the easel was placed, Fang Yi did not deliberately look for it, but just ran freely. When Mr. Wen Shun ran to the side of the stream, Fang Yi raised the reins and asked the horse to stop.
Putting a hand in front of his eyes, Fang Yi looked around: "This is good, this is it!" After saying that, he got off the horse, started to untie the leather straps, and took the easel and drawing board off the horse.
After getting down, he took off the saddle and the rolled blanket from the horse's back. He spent two or three hours painting by himself. The horse was not comfortable carrying the saddle on its back, so it was better to let it graze freely.
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After setting up the easel, Fang Yi tidied it up and started to write the draft, preparing to draw the creek and some low-hanging shrubs next to it.
Fang Yi had just finished writing the manuscript. He looked up and found that the scene in front of him had changed. The round head and the flat head ran to the river, stretching their heads to look at the things in the stream. You didn't need to look at Fang Yi to know that,
The small fish in the river attracted the interest of the two dogs. After looking at the round head for a while, he stretched out his front paws to try to pat the water.
However, he retracted himself before taking a picture of the water surface, and put on his other paw to take pictures. Maybe he was a little afraid of the water, but one of them didn't seem to be afraid. Hong Zao took steps from the river and stood directly in the stream, carrying his front
The hooves were happily playing in the water, and the stream in the middle only slightly covered Hong Zao's calf joint.
Watching a horse and two dogs playing happily, Fang Yi watched for a minute, and then added round heads, flat heads and red dates on his canvas. Fang Yi no longer practices what he is doing now.
Rather than using linearism to express it, classical techniques are used to describe it.
Painting. It is better to say that it is a painting than a reflection and research. Although the scene in front of him now makes Fang Yi very happy and finds it very interesting, but as far as this painting is concerned, Fang Yi does not know whether he will complete it. The research only needs to reach
Just make your own vision, there is no need to finish the painting.
Fang Yi, who was hiding in the shade of a big tree, began to perfect the appearance of two dogs and a horse on his canvas. The creeks and shrubs couldn't run, but these three could run away, and he wanted them to pose like this.
The postures are also quite difficult, and Fang Yi didn't want to try them. Facts proved Fang Yi's guess. Within five minutes, Round Head and Flat Head jumped into the river and started standing in the shallow water, lowering their heads and starting to show the pictures.
Catching fish, as for dogs catching fish? Catching splashes is pretty much the same.
Looking at the images of the three things on the canvas, Fang Yi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with a slight wry smile on his face. Before he could describe some small details, these three things couldn't stand still anymore, so he had to
Add these things one by one according to what you just remembered.
Time slipped away from Fang Yi's pen so gently. When Fang Yi found out, he was no longer in the shade of a tree, but in the sun. He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.
Son, looking at the sun in the sky, Fang Yi took out the large-brimmed cloth hat he was wearing and put it on his head. At this time, changing the easel to the shade of a tree was not a good choice. The angle of the entire canvas was
How can I draw if it’s not right?
Outdoor sketching is like this. The environment is constantly changing. This is why the old classicist masters rarely practiced outdoors. It was because the light and shadow changed before you even finished the draft.
Putting on the hat, Fang Yi compared the shadows on the canvas with those seen naturally, compared the difference in displacement between the two, and began to ponder this thing while painting.