After lunch at the teacher Liu Hongshuo's house, Fang Yi went back to the studio by himself. As for why the teacher didn't come with him, it was because the old man had the habit of taking a nap at noon.
When Fang Yi arrived at the studio, he held his hands and stood in front of the teacher's painting, carefully looking at the gray human body on the reddish-brown background. The body skin of the female model on the picture is very different from that in reality, but there is one thing that makes Fang Yi
You can see it: the three sides of the character, black, white and gray, are fully displayed on the screen.
After watching it for about ten minutes, Fang Yi began to draw the outline of the model on his canvas according to the teacher's steps. Of course, Fang Yi did not follow the teacher's drawing, but looked at the model in the photo and began to draw. He just used the teacher's
Instead of copying the teacher’s composition or lines, Dongyi Yi’s teaching methods are completely based on his own ideas!
Fang Yiqi got in shape and began to make modifications according to the model in the photo. The Yangma in the photo is indeed beautiful, no matter how you look at it, she is a beauty, and her figure is not the popular ribs and sticks. The entire human body
She looks warm and round, and her skin is also very smooth and elastic. I don’t know if it has been beautified by the photographer. The light fluff on the Western beauty’s body makes the edges of the woman’s body appear more translucent under the light.
I slightly lengthened the lower legs of the human body in my picture, making the proportions of the entire human body closer to the golden section. The model’s fingers hanging next to the lady’s chair were also slightly elongated, making the fingers look more slender and beautiful. On the model
On the face, Fang Yi made the face a little thinner, and at the same time made the protruding cheekbones of Western Europeans softer. The wings of the nose were also narrowed a little, and the junction between the bridge of the nose and the eyebrow arch was slightly raised. The entire adjusted model's face looks more attractive.
A kind of ancient Greek sculpture beauty.
When Fang Yi finished adjusting the entire human body, Liu Hongshuo also woke up from his nap and came to the studio.
"Yeah!" After taking a look at the student's canvas, Liu Hongshuo continued to sit in front of his easel and paint his own painting. Fang Yi naturally put down his brush and stood next to the teacher, and stood there for more than three hours. Fang Yi
Yi didn't feel tired at all. While looking at the teacher's brushwork, he realized why he painted like this.
When it was almost five o'clock, Liu Hongshuo put down his painting brush and said to Fang Yi: "Now the first step is basically completed! I will go home and rest. You can also go to the small forest to relax your body and eyes twice, and then go home to have dinner.
, you are painting after dinner!".
Fang Yi looked at the tired look on the teacher's face and couldn't help but nodded. At Liu Hongshuo's current age, it is really not easy to sit in front of the easel for nearly seven or eight hours a day. After all, he is in his sixties!
Physically, I really can't support such high-intensity painting.
"How about we take a day off every other day?" Fang Yi suggested, looking at the teacher's body that felt a little distressed.
Waving his hand at the student, Liu Hongshuo said: "It's okay! Just have a good night's rest. Don't be lazy! The most important thing in this step is to shape the body and lay the foundation for the color of the skin in the next step. Feel it carefully."
He walked out of the studio.
Returning to the studio again, Fang Yi recalled the techniques taught by his teacher and began to mix ivory black and white into grays with different brightnesses on his canvas and apply it on the body, and then started to mix the colors with a brush. As soon as Fang Yi picked up the brush
I forgot about time and devoted myself wholeheartedly.
It wasn't until the phone rang that Fang Yi put down his painting brush. He looked up and saw that it was already twelve o'clock at night. He wiped his hands and walked to the phone and picked up the receiver.
"Why are you still in the studio now?" My mother's slightly reproachful voice came from the other end of the phone.
Fang Yi said quickly: "I still have to draw for a while, and I need to practice more what the teacher taught me today!".
"Then when will you come back? Let your dad pick you up when the time comes!"
"No need! I'll go back after I finish painting, or I might just deal with it in the studio today." Fang Yi said quickly. He didn't know until what time he would paint. Did he let his father wait for him all night? His mother used to wake others up.
Don't even think about it.
"How can you sleep in the studio? You can't let mosquitoes eat you alive in this weather?" Yu Qin had been to Liu Hongshuo's studio before and knew that the studio was surrounded by trees and grass. Naturally, she was a little worried that there were too many mosquitoes and her son would not be able to sleep well.
Fang Yi quickly said: "There are really no mosquitoes in the teacher's studio! Don't worry." How could someone as picky as Liu Hongshuo allow a large number of mosquitoes to sneak into his studio. Although it is inevitable that one or two will slip through the net, overall it is still satisfying.
People are satisfied.
"Then please pay attention to your health, your dad and I will go to bed first," Yu Qin said.
"Got it!" After saying this to his mother, Fang Yi put down the phone and returned to the easel to continue adjusting his painting. Fang Yi painted very finely, and some of the tiny light rays on the body were captured and expressed on the canvas.
Come out. With this painting, you can see that the sky outside has turned white, and the early birds in the woods have begun to breathe the morning air, jumping happily among the treetops and singing softly.
More than one meter away from the easel, Fang Yi took a look at the things on his canvas, and now he felt that the effect was satisfactory to him. Satisfied, he put down the bristle brush for color mixing in his hand, and Fang Yi pulled a few chairs side by side.
I made a small plank bed and lay down directly on it. Within a minute, my breathing became long and even.
Not long after the time passed, Liu Hongshuo also got up from the bed, got dressed and went out. He walked slowly to the place where he exercises every morning, stretched his arms and legs, or gently bumped into someone with his back.
Big trees hugging each other.
After practicing for more than half an hour, Liu Hongshuo ended his morning exercise and walked towards the studio with his legs raised. He planned to see how his students painted yesterday and whether they understood and mastered what he taught.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fang Yi sleeping not far from the easel. His feet were propped on the ground, and his fingers were interlaced on his stomach. The hem of his T-shirt was pulled up slightly, revealing his two legs.
A belly three fingers wide.
"This kid!" Liu Hongshuo said softly, walked up to the student's side, and gently pulled Fang Yi's T-shirt up to cover his belly.
Turning around, he saw the painting on Fang Yi's canvas. Liu Hongshuo nodded while looking at it. Fang Yi's painting was very good. He didn't need to worry. The students already knew what they should know and understand. Liu Hongshuo was looking at it.
While nodding, he couldn't help praising his students in his heart.
From the perspective of the entire existing picture, Liu Hongshuo felt that his student's sensitivity to light even surpassed his own! The human body in Fang Yi's pictures was not only more beautiful than his own, but also had a stronger sense of light. If anything,
The only shortcomings are the expressiveness of the brushstrokes and the understanding of the object. These two things are still a bit lacking! However, these two things cannot be improved rapidly by just copying. As the old saying goes: you need to
The more you draw, the better!
Although there are still some shortcomings in these two aspects, it is very rare to be able to draw Fang Yi like he is now. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius!
After standing in front of the student's paintings and admiring them for almost ten minutes, Liu Hongshuo was satisfied and gently closed the door and exited the studio.
"Why are you so happy when you come back from a trip today?" Li Minghua asked with a smile on his face as his wife entered the house with unconcealable joy.
Liu Hongshuo changed his shoes and walked to the dining table to sit down. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of millet porridge: "This kid has talent!".
"Xiaoyi?" Li Minghua asked his wife after hearing this.
Liu Hongshuo looked up at his wife and asked, "Who else can there be?".
Li Minghua laughed twice: "You didn't say it once or twice! How can any teacher be like you? If you don't praise other students, you praise your own students. When my daughter was learning painting, I didn't see you praising me like this.
Pass!".
"She doesn't have Fang Yi's talent, nor does she have Fang Yi's diligence." Liu Hongshuo sighed and said, "She is not a painter! She just likes to play with clothes!".
"How bad is the costume design?" Li Minghua said: "The children are doing well!".
"I didn't say how bad it was," Liu Hongshuo raised his head and said.
Li Minghua looked at her husband who seemed a little anxious, and muttered in his heart: His temper has not changed at all at such an old age! He immediately changed the subject: "Tell me about it! Why does Xiaoyi make you feel talented?"
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"I fully understood what I taught yesterday. I just went to the studio and saw his paintings. There are not many traces of me! To put it bluntly, they are not like me at all. They already have their own things in them. This child has already understood what he wants to do.
It has developed its own unique style," Liu Hongshuo said.
Li Minghua laughed and said: "You are the teacher! The students' paintings don't look like you and you are happy!".
"You don't understand! What's good about me, even if I draw like me, it's nothing!" Liu Hongshuo explained to his wife: "Only if you draw better than me can you have a future! Learn from other people's strengths and then integrate them."
Only by developing your own techniques can you form your own style! If you are just like me, what is your future if you paint like Titian? No matter how much you paint like others, they will only say that you are good at imitating the master's style! At most, I will let you
If you repair the masterpieces of masters, you will remain a painter your whole life, and you will never become a master!"
When talking about this, Liu Hongshuo seemed very talkative and kept talking throughout the breakfast. Li Minghua listened with a smile on his face.
After Liu Hongshuo finished speaking, he put down the bowl in his hand: "Find a blanket and let me take it to the studio!".
"What do you want a blanket for?" Li Minghua asked.
"Fang Yi didn't go back yesterday and slept in the studio!".
When Li Minghua heard this, he said, "Why can't you turn your head? Why don't you call your child to your home when you see him sleeping in the studio? There isn't even a comfortable bed for him to sleep on?"
Liu Hongshuo said: "I forgot about it when I saw he was sleeping soundly!".
"You!" Li Minghua said and stood up. After a few minutes, he helped find a towel and handed it to Liu Hongshuo: "In the future, if Xiaoyi doesn't come back too late, let him sleep at home!
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Nodding to his wife, Liu Hongshuo took a towel and walked out the door.