Soul Painter

"Don't talk nonsense, what are the three generations?" Lu Guoying said with a smile, "I heard that your kid's work was auctioned for 3.5 billion US dollars, the highest price in history?"

"Who did you listen to? Did you just watch the webcast?" Gao Fan also replied with a smile.

"Now the webcast is also very convenient, just like being at the scene." Lu Guoying nodded and admitted.

When Gao Fan heard Lu Guoying's words, he suddenly felt guilty.

Lu Guoying dragged Wu Xuehao all the way to New York just to cheer for Gao Fan's auction, but ended up hiding in the hotel room to watch the live broadcast.

"Next time, I will definitely let you come to the scene next time." Gao Fan promised.

"It doesn't matter." Lu Guoying waved his hand, "This time, I just want to see your "Buddha". Lawrence has arranged for me to see it before the auction. But it expresses the framework and expression of Buddhist paintings, but to be honest, I don't understand how these three are integrated."

"Well, this..." Gao Fan thought for a while. If we really talk about the creative process, the mystery of the silver key will account for five points, the Buddha's vows will account for four points, and his own thoughts and expressions will only be one point.

The fusion of the three techniques, under the blessing of mystery and wish, is a natural result of 'you can do it if you think about it'. If you repeat it again, of course it is impossible. There is no other Great Kuji Temple for Gao Fan to practice , and there is no other inspired Buddha for Gao Fan to describe.

"It's too complicated, it's hard to explain to you." Gao Fan said.

Gao Fan told the truth, but Lu Guoying thought that Gao Fan felt that he was not good enough to listen to.

"You've grown up, aren't you? A painting worth $1 billion is unprecedented, right?" Lu Guoying blew his beard and stared.

"Old man, you're trying to impose a crime on me~" Gao Fan yelled.

Seeing that the two were going to quarrel, Lawrence rushed to try to persuade them.

But Lu Guoying didn't want to quarrel with Gao Fan.

"Since you are so good!" Lu Guoying pulled a drawing board with white paper on it, picked up a pencil, "Do you want to compare?"

"Don't compare, there is nothing to compare, it's all a family." Lawrence persuaded, but no one paid attention to him at all. On the contrary, Anna and Wu Haoxue were watching with great interest. Competing pictures, this is rare, why is it so rare? Woolen cloth?

"Okay, what's the comparison?" Gao Fan was happy.

"It's like lines." Lu Guoying said while drawing a circle on the drawing board. This circle is very round, and it looks like this when drawing with compasses. Mr. Lu is nearly seventy years old, and his hands can still be so steady. It can be seen how solid his basic skills are.

What's even more amazing is that the beginning and end of the line drawn by Lu Guoying blend together without any trace of splicing. If you don't watch him write, you will never be able to find the beginning and end of this line.

"Huh? Is this that line?" Gao Fan immediately realized that this was the first line he drew mysteriously during the Biennale three years ago. The lines are merged into one, but the traces of the beginning and the end cannot be seen.

Mystery in the field of painting can achieve effects that some artists cannot imagine, but Lu Guoying can draw freehand. It can be seen that he has been immersed in the practice of this homework for the past three years. It is true that he still has such persistence at such an age. respectable.

"Yes, can you draw it?" Lu Guoying asked.

Gao Fan looked at this line and this circle for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Master, you have stepped into the threshold of masters!"

Yes. In this line, Gao Fan saw a way of expression beyond ordinary painting skills, which is somewhat similar to Monet, but it is not. Gao Fan is temporarily unable to define what it should be called. It should be a kind of temperament of a master's skill. .

"Huh? The master's lines?" Lawrence's eyes lit up, and he leaned over to look at it, but he couldn't see anything.

Anna quietly moved forward, looked at it for a while, then nodded, agreeing with Gao Fan's point of view, and Gao Fan noticed Anna's movements, and became more sure of his opinion.

Anna is a master, or the kind of master who rises up by relying on her own strength. Although this path is passed by Gao Fan, Gao Fan jumped over it. The foundation is not as solid as Anna. Gao Fan guesses that this is also the reason why Anna can come from behind. reason.

"What do you think?" Gao Fan asked Anna.

"It's a circle," said Anna.

"'Yuanrong'?" Gao Fan asked again.

"Yeah." Anna nodded again.

Although their voices were soft, they were heard by the three people around them.

Lu Guoying is very proud. He has practiced this line for nearly two years, and from this line, he has seen a new realm of painting, a new perspective, and a new style. He is very proud, but he does not speak. He didn't express his opinion, just kept it there.

Lawrence stared at the line, his eyes were almost blinded, and he didn't see anything special about it. Isn't it just drawing a circle with freehand? Compasses can also do it, why is it the master's line?

But Wu Haoxue stared at this line with sparkling eyes. He has experience in two lifetimes. In his previous life, he was a master of fine brushwork. In this life, he has the blessing of "shell". But I feel that there is a real meaning in it, and I just feel that the more I look at it, the more interesting it is, and there is a tingling feeling that I can almost see through.

"Little brother, tell me about it." Lawrence said, "What's so good about this line?"

Gao Fan coughed and began to speak:

"The origin of this line should be the line I drew for the old man at the Biennale three years ago, remember that line?

The old man used to be an academic school. Neoclassicism is not the neoclassicism of Ingres, but the neoclassicism of the 21st century. Superb, deeply drawn, totally different from Baroque, Impressionism and Abstraction..."

"Junior brother, let's get to the point. This is common sense, and I know it all." Lawrence said.

"The important thing is to start from this line. The old man opened up a new branch from classicism. AA and I named it 'Harmonious Classicism', and there is no naming fee." Gao Fan said.

"It's over?" Lawrence thought it was too simple, "Then what's the difference between the harmonious classic and the new classic?"

"It's hard to explain, just wait and see the old man's future works." Gao Fan gave Lu Guoying a thumbs up, "I can still bloom cycads at such an old age, bull!"

Although Lu Guoying was praised so much that his beard almost turned up, but he was able to say nothing until he pocketed all the good words, and then asked, "Is it better?"

"Comparison." Gao Fan took the pencil in Lu Guoying's hand, and drew another circle within the circle drawn by Lu Guoying. The tail is also integrated into the thread head, but there is a little trace.