Chapter 185. It seems that I have no regrets? (4000 words)(1/2)
Higashinoji started writing.
Unlike the background of the summer room that I came freely, Higashinoji painted it very carefully this time on the blank space.
First, there is a rough composition, followed by a detailed drawing method.
All the art students in the studio behind them couldn't help but widen their eyes, and even the always reserved Guard Lianghua couldn't help but be stunned.
Because... the picture in front of Higashinoji has changed.
The feeling of splitting is like being wiped out bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, and the entire shaking picture is stabilized by new colors again.
Not only is it stable, but the calm style of painting forms a contrast with the jumping zinc white background. The jumping feeling of background color and the realistic feeling of painting style...
And it is the person who eliminates these senses of separation that appears in the blank space of Higashinoji.
This character, Higashinoji, just outlined a contour and had not started to draw facial expressions.
This is probably a woman who is about to go to the interview.
She was wearing a neat suit, and seemed to have a nap to cope with the interview to get a perfect mental state.
The palm of her left hand was obviously lifted, covering her mouth and yawning, while the palm of her right hand tidied up the rectangular shoulder bag in front of her...
But this woman was obviously a little confused, and many things fell from the gap of the long shoulder bag zipper...
Since it is a shoulder bag that is preparing to go to the interview work, the information that is ready for the interview should be the information and other things that are ready for the interview.
At least the artists in the Kitayoshi Studio behind Higashinoji think so.
But now, I can’t feel any meaning from Higashinoji’s painting. The only thing I can get above is perhaps the first theme of the Art Creation Awards, ‘Growth’.
But this is too mediocre, right?
Just a woman going to interview
It's okay for them to draw a picture to fool Ryoko Kane, but you must know that Higashinoji is the top leader of the studio of the Kitayoshi School. His paintings are so mediocre... This is not normal.
But soon, they were stunned again.
Because what is slipping out of the shoulder bag of the interview woman is not the interview information.
It was a high school textbook full of notes and red lines, with half-worn erasers and a utility knife used to sharpen pencils.
It was not until now that the art students in the Betatsu School Studio suddenly realized that the woman in the painting made the mistake of her shoulder bags from her school days and the shoulder bags she used for her work.
Higashinoji brush rolled up the paint again and began to quickly embellish the empty face of the woman.
A longer line is refined to the eyebrows, a shorter line is outlined to the slightly sharp corners of the eyes, and a soft black bangs are attached to the forehead.
Higashinoji drew it quickly, and it seemed to be done in one go, but in fact he still slowed down while carving his eyes.
The eyes are the windows of the soul, and this is even more so in paintings, which can express the emotions of the characters in the painting.
Under Higashinoji's fine crafting, the facial expressions of the women in the suit in the painting are expressed.
The girl from the studio of the Kitayo School beside her came over, and then someone whispered to her question: "Why does she look a little sad?"
But this question was quickly answered.
The woman sat on the edge of the bed, and her eyes clearly saw that the shoulder bag she was holding was not the shoulder bag she was for work, but the shoulder bag she once carried when she was a student.
Her eyes looked a little surprised, a little sad, and her eyebrows frowned, looking a little painful.
But the corners of his mouth were helpless, as if he was sighing...
What was she sighing?
The answer is self-evident.
The woman stared at her student-time shoulder bag, sighing, serious, and sad... She seemed to be trapped in memories of her former student-time days.
Time flies in her growing up, just like many people.
Wake up from a long nap, dressed, and prepared to go to work. But subconsciously got the one-shoulder bag from my student days. When I realized it, I suddenly remembered--'Oh, it turns out that I have grown up.'
Growth is a process of loss and gain.
The woman is carrying a window and carrying a light, which also makes her expression and body outline look quite dark, which further resonates the contradiction in the picture.
At this time, the zinc white used by Higashinoji was the best debugger. This jumped but showed a little yellow color, making the whole picture look less heavy. Paired with a woman in a suit with a light on her back, it gives people a feeling of being dazed and time flies.
The draft is drawn.
Higashinoshi breathed, stopped the pen, took two steps back, and looked at the work.
A black suit with a little white glowing due to the reflection of sunlight.
In her hands is a student shoulder bag full of memories.
The white and yellow light shines into the room through the window frame, only reflecting a corner, but not the woman’s lost youth.
Everything was in a daze, as if the youth was a simple illusion.
The old electric fan that was squeaking and squeaking as if it was yelling anxiously—
It's past! It's past! Everything is past! You've grown up!
The time in the painting seems to be still—
The woman in the suit sighed, frowned, was sad, surprised... She was caught by Higashinoji and stayed on the picture forever.
Youthful and leaping.
A hazy sense of maturity after growing up...
Missing the regret of youth.
All these were restored.
very nice.
Higashinoji nodded with satisfaction.
Thinking divergently, hands and feet are light. Sure enough, field trips are the best way for artistic creators to inspire inspiration.
Although it was only the level of the draft and would need to be refined in the future, he was very satisfied.
Because this painting perfectly fits the two themes on the first floor of Yamauchi.
‘Growing up’, ‘Expressing regret for the passing of beautiful things’.
Why choose? I want both topics - this is Higashinoji's idea.
He was about to take a step back and see his overall feeling, but just took a step back and heard a low cry from behind him.
Higashinoji turned around and found a group of girls huddled in the small space behind him.
The space behind was small, so it was already very anxious that so many of them tied together. Higashinoji took another step, leaving them with no way to retreat at all.
"Sorry." Higashinoji apologized with a smile, and simply let him go to see the whole painting in detail.
Anyway, this is just a draft, and it will be refined later. If they want to read it, they will let it read it. It doesn’t matter.
Moreover, Konomiya Lianghua was also among the little girls, so of course Higashinoji could not stop her from watching.
Just now, Higashinoji was painting, and they were embarrassed to disturb him, so they only had a little understanding of it. At this time, they would certainly not let it go if they could see the overall picture.
Until they really saw the overall picture, the little girls in these studios couldn't help but exclaim in small exclamations.
This... is so well drawn.
Higashinoji's works this time do not have a bit of a show-off feeling like "Tokyo Sunset Impression" and "Tokyo".
This time, it mainly showed Higashinoji's good basic skills.
The most important thing is the depiction of women in the picture.
The eyebrows were slightly frowned, and even the small bumps could be seen clearly, and the corners of the eyebrows were pressed down, showing a sense of melancholy.
This eye portrayal is the real finishing touch!
To be honest, if it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, these artists at Kitayoshi School wouldn't have known that a person's expression on the canvas could express so many complex emotions so vividly.
They were fascinated as they watched.
The most serious of these is the Guardian Cold Flower.
This is a painting by her boyfriend, so of course she has to look carefully.
Then... she just felt like she was in an inexplicable state.
There seemed to be cicadas ringing in my ears. Although I was in winter, I felt like I had become a woman in the suit in the painting.
The electric fan squeaked and made a harsh sound, and the Guardian Lianghua came to her senses in a daze.
"This is..."
Konoe Lianghua looked around and looked at the suit she was wearing.
In front of her were textbooks scattered all over the floor. Half of the eraser fell to the ground, including her own student ID...
Everything seemed dilapidated, and an indescribable sense of helplessness and regret filled my heart.
Have you grown up now? You haven't done anything yet...
To be continued...