Chapter 193 On Painting
Sunday, March 8, is Women’s Day.
On Women’s Day, I celebrate an egg.
So, pass.
On the evening of Wednesday, March 11, in dormitory 403, Li Yan was chatting with Lin Zhiyuan.
Zhizun Gaoyuan: Mr. Yan, I heard that you really don’t have to go to class?
Li Yan: Yes, no need. Speaking of Zhiyuan, let’s change our nickname.
Xiao Lin: Isn’t this very mature?
Li Yan: Not only mature, but also children. You should listen to the advice.
Xiao Lin: Then what are you doing?
Li Yan: Painting, singing, playing ball, reading, and playing computer games.
Xiao Lin: Is this considered busy or not... What are you painting?
Li Yan then came to her senses, could the little fat man be... lonely?
On Women's Day, Xiaopang invited Li Yan to study in a secret base, but Li Yan declined because she "wanted to paint."
Is this guy so worried that he couldn’t help but ask today?
"What my master requires is the first test after becoming a disciple."
Lin Zhiyuan didn't dare to say anything anymore and sent a bunch of cheering emoticons.
Li Yan has been spending most of his time in the studio during the past few days, and he feels a rare sense of stress.
Yang Chengzhang gave him a canvas measuring one and a half meters by one and a half meters, which was firmly attached to the wall, and asked him to create a work at will without any proposition.
It’s difficult, really. Since Li Yan received this task early on Sunday morning, his mind has been unable to accommodate other things.
It was rare for the roommates to see this sadistic look on his face, but they were all happy when they asked him if he had a headache.
Especially Chen Fan, "I thought you had a headache for the Computer Olympiad. Isn't it quite freeing to draw? You are so good at it."
They don't understand.
In the past week or so, Yang Chengzhang has appeared quite frequently. He has accepted apprentices and given them to the studio. He has also been so active in taking Li Yan to appreciate paintings and even conduct aesthetic research and discussions.
In the final analysis, he was panicking. This kid knew everything, but he was strong in everything. What if he stops coming and Li Yan's interest shifts to other things?
So after the master led him in, he decided to put some pressure on Li Yan.
He knows that for such children, pressure is motivation.
Didn’t Li Yan fall into the trap? Creating literary and artistic works is very different from solving math and physics problems because there are no hard standards.
Once you learn mathematics and science, you will learn it, and if you are awesome, you will be awesome. This is true from elementary school basics to top masters.
Literary and artistic works, in the primary stage, are divided into "good" and "not good", and the level of the creator can be judged at a glance, just like Li Yan and Lin Heng shined in art class , even those who can’t draw can see how awesome it is.
At Yang Chengzhang's level, it's hard to say.
Art is not about comparing who paints more realistically. And when it comes to aesthetic research, “whether it looks good or not” is not necessarily the criterion.
Li Yan was confident that he would be able to paint great paintings in the eyes of the public, but he was very uncertain about getting Yang Chengzhang's approval.
During this period, I learned a lot of aesthetic theories and deeply felt the "heart" of many paintings.
But the more Li Yan learns, the more confused he becomes. The more he learns about mathematics and physics, the more confident and stable he becomes in solving problems. On the contrary, when it comes to literature and art, his mind is filled with all kinds of aesthetic viewpoints, making him unable to even "self-consciously" now. "Expression" is a bit difficult to find an entry point.
"Create as you wish..." Li Yan was still staring at the blank canvas until Tuesday afternoon.
So far, Li Yan's painting skill score is 51 points, which is definitely good.
But the main focus is on "skills". Although his paintings in art class are more spiritual than Lin Heng's, they are essentially just more superb skills - in fact, abstraction can also be classified as a skill. kind.
The world has scale in Li Yan's eyes. He can judge whether the position is correct or not based on the ratio between the points in the painting. Although it is not accurate, it benefits from his strong spatial imagination. It can be said that Li Yan grasps these requirements of "restoration" and "accuracy of type".
Li Yan, a teenager before his rebirth, liked to draw some fantasy content, such as mechas and monsters... But in essence, he was just recreating the anime characters he had seen back then.
He didn’t want to draw realistic exercises, nor did he want to draw virtual characters, nor did he want to turn it into a design...
Until early Thursday morning, when Yang Chengzhang came to the studio, Li Yan was still staring at the blank canvas.
"I heard from the children outside that you come here every day recently." Yang Chengzhang was very kind. "Yes." Li Yan was very tired.
“Can’t think of anything to draw?”
"Zhang Wuji hasn't forgotten Tai Chi." Li Yan raised the hand holding the pencil, "This causes me to have too many ideas no matter what I want to present."
"Distractions?"
< br>"No." At this moment, Li Yan had ignored the age difference between him and Yang Chengzhang, ignored the identity of master and apprentice, and filled his mind with everything about painting, "It's just a matter of pure painting."
Yang Chengzhang walked to an almost pure red painting, "This painting is almost only red. Many people thought I was making mysteries. What do you think?"
Just like reading comprehension, literary and artistic works The understanding and expression are very diverse and there is no standard answer.
This painting only has thick red paint, which goes with the title "Red".
If there is sufficient light, the red color will be vivid, but if there is insufficient light, the red color will be dull.
Like blood.
But if it’s blood, why not draw blood directly?
The strokes of the thick brush are very obvious, drawing soft textures, bending and jumping on the thick layer of paint.
Like fire.
No... Li Yan was originally going to talk to Yang Chengzhang about his impressions, but suddenly realized that the question was whether it was a mystery. The answer was very simple, only yes or no.
“It’s not a mystery.”
“Why?”
“There are emotions and expressions.” Li Yan looked at the painting.
"What is the meaning of painting, Li Yan." Yang Chengzhang pointed to another hyper-realistic painting, which showed a bunch of grapes with water droplets and a shiny stainless steel wine glass. The style is very similar to that of most of his works. It’s different, but the technique is indeed impeccable. “In other words, what’s the difference between hyper-realism and photography?”
Where are their boundaries?
Li Yan really wanted to say that trying to restore every drop of water on the grapes and trying to restore every subtle color in the world is its own meaning.
The sweat put into hyper-realism and the audience’s admiration for the craftsmanship are all the meaning of its existence.
But Li Yan couldn't confirm his own point of view from the content of the painting. He worked hard to make the painting look like the photo, so why didn't I take a photo?
Painting originally originated from the need to "take pictures", didn't it?
"Master, you are omitting the painting styles other than hyper-realism...do you want to tell me that those are the meaning of painting?"
Yang Chengzhang shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not. There is something about painting that cannot be achieved with photos. It is expressed through techniques, but it comes from the artist's heart."
Li Yan frowned and watched Yang Chengzhang pick up a piece of dark wood.
“Painting is not just dots. If you look at this piece of wood like this, it is just a piece of wood. If you take a photo of it, it is still a piece of wood.” Yang Chengzhang handed the piece of wood to Li Yan , "When you are painting, if you click pixel by pixel until it is exactly the same as the photo, then it will still be a piece of wood."
Could this thing be anything other than a piece of wood?
Li Yan reached out and took it, her expression changed, the wood was very heavy.
“I found this piece of gloomy wood. It may have been sleeping in the mud at the bottom of the river for more than a thousand years...perhaps much longer than that.”
Li Yan suddenly triggered It brought back some memories, a passage from his college art teacher.
In the final exam at that time, everyone else was working in groups to draw small pieces of wood, but Li Yan was asked to draw a large piece of wood alone - this was of course the teacher's optimism and expectation for him.
The art teacher asked him to touch the wood and "feel the loneliness and sadness of it sleeping on the seabed for ten thousand years."
The whole class laughed, and Li Yan ignored the teacher's words because she was very embarrassed about touching wood in front of everyone.
But he now has a new understanding of this sentence.
“Hyperrealism is definitely different from photos. If the paintings are the same, it would be meaningless.” Yang Chengzhang was very patient, “Even sketches are the same. Photos are dead, paintings are dead. It’s alive. You can’t see the movement of a vase made of thick steel wire in the photo, but the painting can have trends and dynamics through your ideas, techniques, and expressions. When we look at the actual steel wire vase, you can’t actually see it from the weak. The reflection of the black paint reveals its material, and you need to touch and pick it up. You can feel the hardness of the steel wire and the weight of the vase, but you can draw these. You can draw the hardness of the vase and the weight of the vase. , the curvaceous beauty of the vase"
"Like drawing the weight of this gloomy piece of wood?"
"No, draw it's time."
Ding!
[Painting +2, level 4 skills, total 53]
A brand new perception is merging Li Yan's inner understanding of "skills" and "content".
(End of this chapter)