Soul Painter

From December last year to November this year.

It's been a whole year.

Govan and Anna copied 150 works of Degas in the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Gao Fan was painting, and Anna was supervising. The two had experienced a battle, and they were also fighting with Degas's skills. These battles were accompanied by emotional outbursts, exhausting all the energy of the two painters. Of course, they have no spare energy to create works belonging to the style of the Devil School.

This made Lawrence wait for a year with empty hands.

Lawrence came to persuade Gao Fan and Anna from time to time, don't retreat, come out and meet people, otherwise the world will forget you, Gao Fan, don't you want to be famous? Now your fame has almost become a legend, and no one remembers your face.

Fame.

Gao Fan thought about how he held the two mysterious skills a year ago, and attended the press conference in high spirits, as if he had been in another world. Now he has long hair that hasn't been done for a long time, wears a hoodie that hasn't been changed for a long time, and there are all over his hands and face. Oil paint, like a poorly mixed painter.

"Fame and mystery are in conflict," Govan said to Lawrence.

ha? Lawrence didn't understand.

"No investigator is world-renowned. They all hide themselves and walk on the dark side of the world. Therefore, investigators cannot be the pillars, because the mystery needs to be hidden, and the pillar needs to be publicized." Gao Fan continued, "I It's not an option yet, but I'm trying, you understand?"

I don't understand! Lawrence shook his head.

"It's okay, just wait." Gao Fan said sincerely to Lawrence, "Brother, you have to be patient."

"How long will we have to wait?" Lawrence asked anxiously.

"Wait another year." Gao Fan said.

That's too long! Lawrence was amazed.

"If it doesn't work, you have to wait another year." Gao Fan said again.

no! Absolutely not! Lawrence wanted to say something, but there was nothing he could do. He choked out a sentence after a while: "Then AA...?"

"AA is free." Gao Fan said.

So Lawrence asked Anna if she wanted to do something of her own, instead of copying Degas here.

"Gao's work is my work." Anna said, when she said this, she rarely hid the second half of the sentence, which was: Gao, is her work.

Lawrence frowned at the two of them, and he didn't know what words to use to impress them.

But Lawrence felt he had one thing to say now.

"Gao, you may not be able to own this unique studio." Lawrence said with a little embarrassment.

Um? Gao Fan looked at Lawrence.

"Owning a studio in the Metropolitan Museum is the dream of all painters in the world. You can have it because of your status. At the same time, I also promised Hollein that after your work is over, I will use it as a For the right price, sell a painting you made at the Met, and it will be a masterpiece, and the story will go down in modern art history," Lawrence said.

"So?" Gao Fan asked, crossing his hands covered in oil paint.

"Hollein and his art consultants expressed incomprehension to your creation during this period of time. In a year, you did not come up with a work worthy of collection. Therefore, you should focus on creation instead of Keep copying Degas, otherwise..." Lawrence sighed.

"Otherwise, the Metropolitan Museum will kick me out? Because I can't draw the masterpieces they want?" Gao Fan let out a 'ha' laugh.

"Sorry, little brother, I didn't tell you about this agreement in advance, because I thought it was a matter of course..." Lawrence apologized.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Fan smiled and shook his head, "It's because I'm not good enough, it has nothing to do with you."

Lawrence left with a sigh.

Anna said to Gao Fan: "Gao, I can draw for you..."

"I've reached the point where I have to cheat to maintain my reputation~ I thought it would take another fifty years to reach this point~" Gao Fan continued to laugh.

Gao Fan was laughing.

Anna saw the soul roaring in pain in his body.

...

From December onwards.

Gao Fan restarted his copying cycle of Degas.

First of all, it starts with "Dance Classroom", which should be the first practice of the master's skills in Degas' artistic path, full of the desire for exploration and passion for creation.

Since "Dancing Classroom" is the treasure of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Gao Fan and Anna had to leave his studio and come to Degas's exhibition hall to copy it. It didn't necessarily have to start with this painting, but it seemed to be a ceremony. Gao Fan needs such a ceremony to affirm that what he is doing is right.

Now, stand in front of a Degas painting.

Looking at the scene in the painting, the background of this work should be the practice room of the Opera House on Rue Pelletier in Paris, which was converted into the famous Paris Opera House in 1861, and the time when Degas created this work is In 1873, that is to say, Degas created this classic masterpiece with memory and imagination.

Perhaps Degas also had a palace of inspiration in his mind.

Gao Fan also has it, but he can no longer add environments to it, because what he adds will be pollution from the gods. Thinking of all this, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

"Gao, let's start." Anna said standing behind Gao Fan.

"AA, you..." Gao Fan suddenly turned to look at Anna, "Have you already mastered 'life'?"

Facing Gao Fan's question, Anna hesitated for a while.

This hesitation is already the answer.

"Heh~" Gao Fan smiled, "It's okay, show me~"

"Okay, Gao." Anna took the paintbrush in Gao Fan's hand, and began to draw lines on the drawing board. It is not necessary to complete the painting, Gao Fan has already seen that Anna has indeed mastered Degas' mastery skills, They call it the technique of 'life', and there is a strange vitality in Anna's line characters.

Although the skill value is still low, it is just a prototype, but it can be regarded as having obtained the true meaning of Degas' skills, unlike Gao Fan, who only has a shape.

bang bang~

Gao Fan clapped his hands and sighed: "AA, as expected of you~ When did it happen?"

"About half a year ago...Gao, I didn't like this technique." Anna said, "I still like the 'world' you taught me."

"You have already graduated from the teacher." Gao Fan said with a smile, "There is no need to say that I taught you... What can I teach you... Me! What! What! Neither! No! Yes!"

Gao Fan laughed at the end, his face was already broken, and his voice was broken. He drew one hundred and fifty Degas. Anna saw that he had painted one hundred and fifty Degas, but when he saw half of them, Anna has learned Degas!

Yes, yes, art pays attention to talent. If every master has copied all the skills of Degas and can step into the threshold of masters, the world will already be flooded with masters, so talent is very important...

Gao Fan understands this very well, but, but, there is such a genius by his side! Hitting Gao Fan's confidence all the time has caused Gao Fan to collapse a bit!

"Gao, you are different, you created the 'world', you are greater than Degas..." Anna comforted Gao Fan at a loss.

"It was created mysteriously! What does it have to do with me!" Gao Fan wished he could beat himself to death with his head now, you idiot! stupid guy!