Back in the living room, Fang Yi told his uncle's secretary Zhao Bin about the matter. After dinner, Fang Yi and his family sent his uncle's family off, stayed at home for a few days, and then returned to the studio.
After a day, Zhao Bin passed the news to the studio and told Fang Yi some specific requirements. Fang Yi couldn't help but feel helpless when he heard it. The entire style requirement was a unified antique style, which could be modified.
A little but not a big change! After hearing what Zhao Bin said, Fang Yi had to give up his modern and simple style!
Fang Yi, who was immersed in the studio, was like turning a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window. He only focused on painting his own paintings. Time flew by. He put on winter clothes and put them on again. Several months passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past few months, the old semester has ended and the new semester has begun. Fang Yi himself has grown one year older and has entered the age of nineteen. In this semester, Fang Yi and other students sat in the same classroom twice.
The classroom was the national English CET-4 test, and Fang Yi passed it without any suspense.
During this period, except for the completed "July 10th", Fang Yi focused almost entirely on improving his techniques. Although Fang Yi's techniques are now a bit far away from the level of proficiency, he still has a solid foundation in realism.
He is already very powerful. Let’s put it this way, in terms of techniques, the entire stone art can be compared to Fang Yi’s, and he can’t even use one hand!
In Liu Hongshuo's studio, Fang Yi stood an elderly female mannequin not far in front of the easel. This time, she was not sitting or standing. The model was holding a mop in her hand and was in a mopping posture. These
Of course Liu Hongshuo didn't need to paint, Fang Yi was the only one who painted this model.
When it comes to painting the human body, many people think that there is a young, beautiful and naked girl standing in front of the easel, almost completely forgetting that there are not only men, but also middle-aged and elderly models. During this period, every time Liu Hongshuo will
Models of all ages are selected for students to practice. Just like Aunt Li, who is standing in front of Fang Yi's easel now. She is fifty-five years old, but she looks much older than her actual age. Years of hard work have made the years
It left premature marks on this model. Not only did her muscles begin to relax, but there were also two rings of fat around her waist. Even her hair became gray and sparse, and her face was covered with the growth rings of time.
Just like what Liu Hongshuo said when choosing a model: It has characteristics! As for beauty? Fang Yi thinks in his heart that it’s okay not to mention it!
According to the old habit, Fang Yi started sketching first. With the model in this pose, Liu Hongshuo's requirements for students were much stricter. He only gave Fang Yi less than twenty minutes to start the sketch. Now the old man's requirements for Fang Yi are stricter than before.
It took a lot. Not only the time spent observing the models, but also the colors on the palette required Fang Yi to subtract. As a result, Fang Yi had fewer and fewer colors on his palette. At present, there are only eight or nine kinds left.
There are not even ten colors. As for something different, you can only use your own brain to 'find' it using the existing colors on the palette.
After finishing the sketch, Fang Yi directly painted the oil sketch on the canvas with mature brown. After finishing the sketch, he used ivory black and white to lay a layer of light and dark relationships, and then used dark gray with a little blue to paint the shadow parts to make the shadows
Some of the colors were blended in, and finally the highlights were emphasized with white, and blended again.
After looking at the model for three or four minutes and making some minor modifications, Fang Yi put down his brush, wiped his hands with a towel, and smiled at the model.
Then he said: "Aunt Li! That's enough, you don't have to do it anymore!".
Aunt Li straightened up, stretched out her hand and punched her waist: "I'm really tired. Unlike when I was young, I didn't feel tired at all by dragging a house of more than 100 square meters. But it's better to be a model for Xiao Fang. Let's rest."
You have more time than others! Do you want me to do it again later?" I took three breaks in one hour, which made Aunt Li a little embarrassed.
Fang Yi smiled and said: "No need, I have roughly figured out what I want, and the rest is in my head! You go change clothes first, and I will add some water to your cup!" After that,
He walked towards it like a kettle and began to help Aunt Li add a cup of hot water to the disposable cup she had used.
While waiting for Aunt Li to change clothes and come out of the dressing room, Fang Yi gave the cup to Aunt Li. The two sat down and chatted for a few words, and Fang Yi took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over.
When it came to Aunt Li’s hands: “This is the cost of this time!”.
Aunt Li took it, opened the envelope gently, looked at the two bills lying inside, and nodded: "Okay, I'm leaving?" After saying that, she stood up from the chair.
Fang Yi sent people to the door and waved to Aunt Li: "Go slowly!" After saying that, he watched Aunt Li walk a few meters before closing the door of the studio and then turned back to his easel.
Fang Yi took a rest here and was about to pick up the brush again when he saw the teacher push open the door and walk in. He looked at the teacher and said, "Teacher, you are here!".
"Yes!" Liu Hongshuo nodded to his disciple and looked at Fang Yi's easel as usual. Then he also turned over several small practice paintings on the wall and looked at one with
A small practice drawing in the impressionist style, the old man asked his student without turning his head: "Are you ready for the sketchbook I asked you to prepare two days ago?".
After hearing this, Fang Yi quickly took out the sketchbook from the art cabinet: "Can you think of something like this?". He was ready, but Fang Yi didn't understand why the teacher wanted to buy the largest and largest one.
The thickest.
After hearing what his disciple said, Liu Hongshuo turned his head and glanced at the sketchbook in Fang Yi's hand, and then turned his eyes to the painting in his hand: "Well! This is what I'm talking about! I will try to complete such a painting in the next month.
This book may be half full!"
"Full of paintings?" Fang Yi looked at the sketchbook in his hand and asked, "Only the campus paintings?" He stretched his head and looked around. After staying in the studio for so long, Fang Yi could tell what there was with his eyes closed.
Do you still draw in a sketchbook?
Putting down the painting in his hand, Liu Hongshuo said to Fang Yi: "How long are you going to hone your skills in the studio?" A young artist of Fang Yi's level has already started creating art! What's the point of going to the gallery to participate in the exhibition?
He has improved his reputation, and his students are not only not in a hurry, but also haven't created a single painting since "July 10th". They just immersed themselves in the studio and tinkered with their own techniques!
Regarding the student's first creation, Liu Hongye thought the quality was very good, and it was good enough to sell in a gallery. Liu Hongshuo even thought it was not lower than many young famous artists who didn't know the so-called. Originally, the old man expected Fang Yi to start.
He continued to create, but after waiting for two months and nothing happened, the old man could no longer bear it.
Fang Yi looked at the teacher with a strange look on his face and said, "My technique is not good yet! It's not even up to the technique of Master Titian's work that you brought back now! I need to practice for another two years!".
Listening to the student's words, Liu Hongshuo almost had black lines on his forehead: "To reach that level? Those were Titian's works in his later years, painted when he was almost sixty years old! Do you think of his level at that time now?
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After getting angry, Liu Hongshuo couldn't help but laugh again, and said to Fang Yi: "If everyone thinks like you, there will be at least 80% less oil painters in the world!" Who has nothing to do but take his own?
Compared with this master, if the painting can surpass this and several subsequent classicist masters, can Impressionism still be born? Aren't we all so desperate by these people that we find another way? Let's not talk about others.
Liu Hongshuo himself, no matter how arrogant he is, would not dare to compare his techniques with those of Titian, Dürer, and Ingres, wouldn’t he feel uncomfortable!
Which painter wants to stay in the teacher's studio and wait to hone his classical techniques to the level of Titian? Isn't this stupid? You are not going to restore Titian's masterpiece!
Liu Hongshuo didn't know what to say to his disciple. What the old man didn't understand was that Fang Yi had food and drink and didn't think much about selling paintings! In addition, now that I, Fang Guozhong, have been promoted, my salary has also increased. After several somersaults, the old Poussin was directly replaced by an Audi, and my mother Yu Qin also got a Volkswagen car a few steps away from get off work. The family's life was very happy.
To use a saying from Taizu, if you have food in your hand, you won’t panic. Fang Yi had money in his pocket, so he didn’t think about the problem of food. Wouldn’t it be nice to find a cash machine and press twice for money to pop out?
Why are you so busy talking about it? It’s hard to say that Fang Yi, as the only son in the family, can shamelessly start chewing the old man with peace of mind!
Liu Hongshuo looked at his disciple and said: "Take this sketchbook and spend less time in the studio later! When you have nothing to do, go for a walk with your classmates! Go to the bar to have a drink, play cards or something, and experience it.
Life!" Seeing the disciple's face filled with bitterness, the old man said again: "Unless you have the idea of taking up a pen to create, you can go to the street and draw passers-by! I have even thought of the land for you, Xinshikou
Or Gumen Tower! If pedestrians are not interested, just draw buildings and vehicles for me!"
Fang Yi couldn't help but frown after hearing the teacher's words. He said: It's too cold outside now! When he reached his mouth, he swallowed the words back in his stomach.
He said to the teacher: "What if I want to draw!" Fang Yi didn't feel that his skills were too advanced because the experience bar in his mind was still crawling at a snail's pace in the first half of the proficiency level!
Coupled with the fact that the teacher has many paintings from masters, Fang Yi feels that no matter what, he has to get through one before going out to paint! If not, would he be able to use his own paintings?
I have to say that Fang Yi's idea is a bit wrong! There is no oil painter who is as immersed in the polishing technique as Fang Yi and does not create. Even Titian himself was improving the technique while creating, and even imitated it when he was young.
Giorgione's style, later even Giorgione took over most of the work and let Titian do most of the work! So much so that now people can hardly tell who painted the two works at that time.
"If you want to create, come to the studio!" Liu Hongshuo said.
Fang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Okay then!"