The Shwedagon Pagoda, the national symbol of Myanmar, is known as the artistic treasure of East Asia together with Borobudur Pagoda in Indonesia and Angkor Wat in Cambodia. It is a world-famous pagoda.
This holy place enshrining the hair of Buddha himself was built in 585 BC, which was the Spring and Autumn Period of the Eastern Xia calendar.
It has a history of more than 2,500 years.
The pious worship of believers throughout the ages has made the Shwedagon Pagoda look majestic and brilliant. The gold foil wrapped in the main body of the tower alone weighs 7,000 kilograms, which is approximately equal to the gold reserves owned by the entire Myanmar National Bank. There are 7,000 jewelry of various colors and more than 150,000 gold and silver bells hung around the tower. The bells ring when the wind blows, and the sound is clear and sweet, and the sound spreads in all directions.
However, today the Yangon Tower is closed to outside tourists. There are only scattered pedestrians and barefoot monks wearing yellow cassocks in the empty square.
Gu Weijing wears an official pass with the national emblem of Myanmar and the logo of the Shwedagon Pagoda on his chest. He is sitting cross-legged under the magnificent stone lion at the gate on the east side of the pagoda, writing and drawing with an IAD. painting.
His grandfather Gu Tongxiang is not around.
A brief project opening ribbon-cutting ceremony was held at the main entrance on the west side of the Shwedagon Pagoda. The content is nothing more than a speech by the mayor of Yangon, promoting the history of Myanmar. Then the embassy staff from Dongxia and other countries would express their long-lasting friendship with Myanmar. Finally, they would take turns shaking hands with Master Cao Xuan and take a group photo.
This kind of official opening ceremony is neither interested nor qualified to participate in such an official opening ceremony.
So after registering and receiving a work card from the project officer, he huddled in a secluded corner alone and continued to practice his painting skills with an IAD.
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Compared with a week ago, his basic sketching techniques have been greatly improved.
Gu Weijing maintains at least three sketches or line drawing exercises every day, which takes up most of Gu Weijing's time in a day, including 30 minutes a day to activate his skills. A creation based on Mr. Menzel's basic painting experience.
Probably because he has gradually become familiar with Menzel's style, the improvement in proficiency after activating the skill is no longer as exaggerated as it was at the beginning.
However, after four or five days of persistence, he still gained nearly 600 experience points.
His sketching level is now far ahead of any other skill, and is about to be the first to break through to the v4 level.
The great mentor once said that all so-called geniuses are the ultimate accumulation of fool-like efforts. Gu Weijing was unwilling to give up any opportunity to improve himself.
Without pen and paper, he drew on the IAD.
"The painting is really good."
Gu Weijing smelled the fragrance of fresh apricots and strawberries in his nose, and found that a pair of people had appeared beside him. lookA very young couple went up.
The girl held the boy's hand and was standing beside him, looking sideways at the Shwedagon Pagoda that had begun to take shape on the iad in her hand.
"Thank you for your affirmation, I'm honored."
Gu Weijing didn't like to be disturbed by others, so he nodded politely, lowered his head and continued painting.
“The structure is great, the proportions of the space are good and realistic, and the texture lines on the building surface are dense and varied. The tower body and the surrounding buildings are cut into two levels of space, horizontal and vertical. They all showed good extensibility."
Gu Weijing finally raised his head this time and looked at the speaker seriously.
Usually, finding whether a painting is good or bad, beautiful or not beautiful does not require high cultural accomplishment.
A good painting can completely empathize with the audience, and people can feel its artistic appeal at a glance.
But how good a painting is and why it is so good cannot be said directly by ordinary people who do not have enough artistic accumulation.
This is the reason why many people feel "wow" when they look at the artist's drawings of slim girls on video websites and "wow" when they look at the masterpieces in art galleries.
Professional comments like just now are not something ordinary people can make.
He raised his head. It was a very young girl with short hair shawl and three-dimensional facial features.
Her skin is very white, delicate and shiny, and paired with an almost innate heroic and confident temperament, making her look capable and pure.
Gu Weijing saw that the other party also had the same pass as his own hanging on his chest.
"Are you from Eastern Xia?" The other party looked at Gu Weijing with the same appreciative gaze as a painting connoisseur looking at an oil painting, and asked softly.
“It’s half, it’s been more than a century since my wife’s grandfather settled in Yangon, Myanmar.”
“Japanese”
She was dressed very conservatively, wearing a schoolgirl-style plaid shirt and a long gray skirt that almost fell to her ankles, only exposing a small section of skin above the collar.
But her figure is very curvy, and her name is written in katakana on the artist's badge at the collar of her shirt.
Judging from the sporadic Japanese words that Gu Weijing knew, it should be called "Sakai Katsuko."
"Let's count half of it. To be precise, the nationality is Spanish. I My father is from Nagoya, and he met my mother when he was studying at the Royal Academy of Arts in Spain. "
Sakai Katsuko showed her teeth, without any of the social fear often associated with Japanese women. Shyly, Luoluo stretched out his hand and shook hands with Gu Weijing.
"This is my younger brother, Tsunamasa Sakai."
She pointed to the young man with curly hair next to her.
"Mr. Gu, this is Gangchang. Gangchang, this is Mr. Gu."
She introduced each other.
“It’s easier to draw on the iad. Humph, thisIt can also be called an art."
The baby-faced Tsunamasa Sakai said coldly, with the unhappiness in his tone like a righteous young hero looking at a witch who has fallen into evil ways.
Gu Weijing nodded indifferently.
It is normal to use an electronic tablet and an IAD tablet in the illustration or hand-drawing world. You can quickly change different brushes without messing up. Even if your fingers are dirty, the drawing will not wrinkle after repeated revisions.
But some old-school artists and their disciples don't like this kind of "cheating"
Although. Electronic painting is developing rapidly, but no matter how you simulate it, the feel of the brush's different cross-sections rubbing against the paper surface, as well as the absorption of pigments and moistening of colors by professional paper full of water-absorbent holes, cannot be simulated by an electronic screen. < /p>
It is undeniable that paper and pen can often restore more realistic brushstrokes and light and shadow colors.
Sakai Tsunamasa dyed his hair in an artist's style at an Akihabara hair salon. With light blue curly hair, he looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, with his hands on his waist, looking like a lonely master.
He won’t argue with this kind of young kid who doesn’t necessarily look older than him.
Drawing on paper is still drawing, and drawing on IAD is still drawing, and he doesn’t care. Preparing for publication, the improved skill proficiency is not fake.
Besides, when the other party looked at my work, he didn’t see anything about his brushwork skills.
Sakai Tsunamasa didn’t know that he had been classified as a bald gangster in the other party’s mind, but he was still pretending to be a master.
Sakai Katsuko was a little embarrassed. She smiled apologetically and pointed at Gu Weijing's drawing board with her palm, "Sorry, Mr. Gu. Excuse me, can I take a closer look at your work? ”
Being able to express the insights just now, Gu Weijing was really interested to see what this girl who was more mature than Tsunamasa Sakai, who had not grown up with the second disease, had to say.
p>He handed the iad to the other party without much hesitation.
Sakai Katsuko took the tablet with both hands and sat cross-legged in the shadow under the stone lion.
She breathed slightly at the screen, blowing away the interlaced pen marks and floating dust
"Miss Sakai, what do you think?"
Gu Weijing asked. .
“You can just call me Shengzi. My first impression of this painting is that the proportions are very good, not only coordinated but also very real. It is almost exactly the same as the space we feel when looking at the Shwedagon Pagoda from this angle. If this can be explained by talent, what surprises me even more is your writing skills. ”
Katsuko Sakai looked at it very seriously. From time to time, she took a capacitive pen and drew a few lines on the top of the screen, as if she was restoring Gu Weijing’s brushstroke style when he was painting.
“The structure is rigorous and the rules are orderly. You seeThis contour line goes from real to virtual, and then from virtual to real. The hard extension stone of the pagoda is expressed with rich turning lines, and when interlaced with the more moist metal, the arc is precise. I think your brushwork should be a stroke. After being pulled down continuously, it seems to have the style of a famous artist, which cannot be obtained unless it is passed down by a master. "
Sakai Katsuko handed the iad back to Gu Weijing with a longing look on his face.
"I didn't expect that there was such a master hidden in Yangon. "
She stood up and bowed deeply to Gu Weijing, "Mr. Gu, if you can, please introduce your teacher to me. Please." ”
Gu Weijing was surprised for a while.
Some things are easy to talk about in a rough way, but to explain them in detail, you not only have to understand them, but you also have to draw them with a pen yourself.
Just like before Gu Weijing got the skills panel, he once felt that he had no basic knowledge to master.
Only after practice can he deeply realize his own gaps. < /p>
This girl can not only tell what is good about his writing skills, but also can see that she has received "master guidance"
She must be a master. >
“People say that since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the cultural roots of Eastern Xia have spread all over Japan. How can a master exist in a remote country like Myanmar? Miss Sakai, you are young, don’t be deceived. ”
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