"You have to hurry up. In half a month, at least half of it will be spent letting the oil painting dry. +,"
Because of his mother, Liu Dong mainly uses a mixed painting method of opaque overlay and transparent overlay. The advantage of this painting method is that when expressing objects in dark parts or shadows, the transparent overlay method can produce stable and deep images.
A sense of volume and space; the opaque overlay color rule makes it easy to shape shapes outside the dark areas and increase the saturation of the color of the picture.
The disadvantage is that it takes a long time. Some paint layers are left for a long time, and the color layer is completely dry before painting.
As for the simpler and more trouble-free opaque coloring, it is also called the direct coloring method. After drawing the outline of the object on the canvas, the color is laid completely based on the color feeling of the object or the conception of the color of the picture. It is basically completed in one go, and incorrect parts are
Use a painting knife to scrape it off and continue coloring and adjusting.
In this way, although the color saturation is high and the brushstrokes are clearer, it is easier to express the vivid feelings when painting. However, it is not the style Liu Dong wanted at all.
What he pursues is the kind of refined classicism, or neoclassical realistic painting style, that is, the academic style, which pursues elegance, solemnity, and harmony, while insisting on strict sketches and clear outlines!
He is not interested in the direct coloring method, which is easy to express the artist's personal emotions and is suitable for impressionism and abstraction. It is okay to use it occasionally, but if he wants to paint a painting that strives for excellence, Liu Dong will not adopt it.
But his painting method also surprised Mr. He and Ji Guocheng. Nowadays, young painters pursue more individuality and prefer impressionism and abstraction. There are few young people like Liu Dong who inherit the academic neoclassical painting method.
"Teacher, come to think of it, why do I think this young man's painting method is somewhat similar to yours?" Ji Guocheng, who got up early in the morning, looked at Liu Dong's paintings in surprise and said with a smile.
With his eyes fixed on Liu Dong who was painting, Mr. He nodded in agreement. After being reminded by his apprentice, he really felt that this young man named Liu Dong had some shadow of himself in his painting techniques.
However, compared to this doubt, Mr. He was more pleased that although the other party was not trained by himself, he had such superb painting skills at such a young age. He could be considered a successor in the Chinese oil painting world!
"I think his oil painting level is no less than Fang Yi, a direct disciple of Master Liu Hongshuo from the Nanjing Academy of Art. Moreover, both of them are equally young. What a rare talent!" Ji Guocheng sighed.
"Yes, what's even more coincidental is that both of them are following the path of neoclassicism! I just don't know who the person who taught him is, and now I'm getting more and more curious!"
Not only Mr. He, Ji Guocheng was also curious.
However, Liu Dong was like a winding clock, staying awake for three days to avoid affecting the other party, and Mr. He and Ji Guocheng never took the initiative to speak!
Time went by like this. It was not until the afternoon of the third day that Liu Dong finally completed the first step of his oil painting depicting the Port of Helsinki, Finland.
In fact, it is okay to say that this painting is a complete oil painting, because Liu Dong has completely expressed the clean sky, blue water, and the combination of classical and modern Helsinki Port.
However, Liu Dong is not satisfied yet. After the oil painting dries, he will continue painting, because many subtle colors cannot be expressed in one pass.
Of course, Liu Dong didn't have time to wait for the painting to be completely dry. All he wanted was to wait for two or three days before he could continue painting. As for quick-drying oil, he never used it because it could easily affect the effect of the painting and was not harmful.
Easy to preserve oil paintings for a long time.
"call!"
Liu Dong, who breathed a sigh of relief, put down the palette and brushes in his hands that were already stained with various paints. After taking a few steps back to look at them, he nodded.
"Can you tell me who taught you oil painting?"
Turning his head and looking at the old man with a look of surprise on his face, Liu Dong naturally understood the identity of the other person and immediately said: "It's my mother. She has been teaching me oil painting since I was a child!"
"It turns out it's a family background. Can you tell me your mother's name?" A mother who can cultivate a talented painter must also have a profound foundation in oil painting. For such a person, the old man is also quite curious.
"Of course, my mother's name is Song Xiangmei!"
"Tell me again, what's your mother's name?" To Liu Dong's surprise, after hearing Liu Dong's words, Mr. He's expression changed drastically, and he took two steps forward and grabbed Liu Dong's arms tightly.
However, the change in Mr. He's expression at this moment made Liu Dong a little confused, but looking at the other party's excitement, he asked, "Does this old man still know my mother?"
With this thought in his mind, Liu Dong said cautiously: "My mother's name is Song Xiangmei, have you always known her?"
To be honest, this old man is over eighty years old, and Liu Dong cannot afford to suffer a heart attack if he is so excited and excited. So at this moment, Liu Dong answers all questions. Of course, if he can understand himself
That's the best question.
"Is your father's name Liu Jianqing?" Mr. He asked immediately.
"That's right, my father's name is Liu Jianqing, how did you always know?" Liu Dong was also a little confused at the moment, but even though he didn't know the reason, he felt that what his parents had concealed in front of him for a long time was being revealed.
He touched it.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Ji Guocheng, who heard the noise and ran out of the room, was startled when he saw his teacher's appearance and ran over quickly.
"Guocheng, it's Xiaomei, it's Xiaomei!"
Seeing the old man's excited expression, trembling body, and even tears streaming down his face, Liu Dong would have suspected that the other person was his grandfather if it weren't for the different surnames between the other person and his mother.
"Master, you mean the second senior sister?" Ji Guocheng said in surprise.
"That's right!" Mr. He nodded vigorously.
Seeing this, Liu Dong was a little confused, and Ji Guocheng was also shocked. He knew that his master had only accepted three disciples throughout his life, including himself.
Senior brother Yao Zhen is now one of the top oil painting masters in China and even has a certain reputation internationally. He has been a professor of the Oil Painting Department of the Central Academy of Fine Arts and a visiting professor of the Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Dunkirk, France. He has achieved great results.
Bufan can be said to have taken over the mantle of master He Yi.
And above Ji Guocheng, there was the second senior sister Song Xiangmei whom he had only heard of but never met in person.
According to his understanding, his second senior sister was once a disciple of his master when he was teaching painting at the Central Academy of Fine Arts in 1964. She was extremely talented in oil painting. The master who had no children also regarded her as a woman, and her painting skills
It is a pity that due to the relationship between the Cultural Revolution and the dual involvement of the Kuomintang and the capitalists, the family was sent to the countryside in 1968, and there is no news about it again.
And this matter has become a worry for the master!
Unexpectedly, after nearly thirty years, I actually met the descendants of the second senior sister here.
"Is your mother still alive?" the old man said excitedly.
"Yes, my mother is now a teacher at Yanghe Middle School. Our home is in Beixingluo Village, two kilometers away!" After understanding the special relationship between the old man and his mother, Liu Dong did not hide it.
"Take me there quickly!" the old man couldn't wait to grab Liu Dong's arm and said.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll take you there right now!" Liu Dong said quickly.
Knowing the possible important relationship between this old man and his mother, Liu Dong is now more careful. If the other party does something bad, his mother may have to settle the score with him.
Fortunately, Liu Dong's house is not far from here, and he also has a car here, so he arrived in front of his house in less than twenty minutes after leaving the hotel.
Because of the Yanghe Scenic Area Development Plan planned by Liu Dong, Beixingluo Village is also the main village in the planned 'Farmhouse' project, so the land in the village has begun to be partially renovated, making it easier for vehicles to pass, and the originally crowded streets on the street
The piles of firewood and many other debris have also been cleared away, and now it is very convenient for Liu Dong to drive in.
"Wait a minute, I'll open the door!" As he said that, Liu Dong had already jumped out of the car.
Although he once painted without sleep for three days, his extraordinary physical fitness brought extraordinary energy, so even if he did not rest for three days, Liu Dong did not feel much mental fatigue, so he knew
Today is Sunday. If nothing else happens, mother and father are usually at home.
I walked to the door and took a look. Sure enough, the chain behind the door was not locked.
But when Liu Dong opened the two doors, Mr. He had already eagerly stepped out of the car with the support of Ji Guocheng.
"Xiaodong, this is your home?" The old man said with mixed feelings after looking at this extremely ordinary farmhouse.
"Yes, our family has lived here since I can remember!" Liu Dong said.
After nodding, the old man burst into tears and choked with sobs: "This child Xiaomei has suffered a lot these years!"
"Who is here?" After hearing the movement outside the door, Song Xiangmei walked out of the house.
"Mom, it's me, I'm back!" Liu Dong said quickly.
"Xiaodong? Aren't you on a business trip? How come...!" Song Xiangmei, who had just walked around the screen wall, had not finished speaking when she noticed the excited old man who was surrounded by several people.
Looking at the familiar and old face of the other party, the memories in my mind that have been dusty for a long time spurt out like a tide!
"Old...teacher!!!" Song Xiangmei said with disbelief.
……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… (To be continued