Gu Yundong stood up, "Among you, who else wants to compare this painting with me?"
No one made a sound, how can this be compared? It's like a rubbing by a real person, and it's completely different from what they drew.
Fan Yilin and the others have all seen charcoal drawings. When they saw it for the first time, they were actually amazed. It turns out that there is such a detailed painting method in places they didn't know.
But no matter how amazing it is, it is not as shocking as the painting I saw today. Think about it, the few charcoal drawings I saw before are actually not as good as the ones drawn by Mrs. Gu in front of me.
In the past, Fan Yilin and the others also thought about learning this kind of painting skills, but the master thought that he was ignorant and could not teach them, for fear of misleading his children.
Today
Gu Yundong took back the two paintings in their hands, "It seems that you are quite appreciative of my paintings, okay, now everyone go back to their seats, and the class officially begins."
Zhao Jing couldn't help asking, "Master, master, do you want to teach us this painting method?"
"nature."
Gu Yundong tapped the ruler in his hand, "Go back to your seat."
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they immediately turned around and went back.
Even if these people are not difficult to treat her in their hearts, they still have to admit that Gu Yundong has real skills.
Those who really want to learn will not make trouble at this time.
Gu Yundong nodded slightly satisfied, "Very well, then let's talk about this painting first. This painting is now called charcoal drawing, and the basis of painting is sketching. What is a sketch? It is drawn with lines using charcoal A monochromatic painting of light and shade. You may not be able to understand this, but in simple terms, it is an object composed of lines, and I will show you."
Lectures are really not her strong point, especially some theoretical knowledge, she may miss it when she talks about it.
Gu Yundong turned the easel in the other direction, and clipped a slightly thicker piece of rice paper on it.
The charcoal pencil in her hand was specially made by herself, similar to a pencil.
"I have a square piece of wood here." She picked it up in the kitchen of the county office. It was originally sorted out by Mao Yong and the others after repairs and prepared to be burned.
"Now, use this brush to draw this wooden block with lines."
These are the basics. Gu Yundong has long been proficient in drawing. He can draw with his eyes closed without even looking.
But after she drew a few strokes, she looked back and found that places farther away were not good-looking.
"If you can't see it, you can come to the front, and you don't have to sit tight."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cai Yue came over.
Seeing this, the others ran to the middle of the room one after another, and stood there almost forming a half circle.
Fortunately, there are not many students, and they can still stand up.
Then, everyone saw that the lines were actually constructed into a vivid wooden block with gaps and small holes.
Gu Yundong said while drawing, and stood up directly after finishing the painting, "You all remember what I said just now? I will learn these simple ones today. I put this wooden block here, and you can also try to draw after you go back. A picture, when I come to class next time, you just hand it in."
It's getting late, because the original one-hour class time to clean up this group of students is almost an hour and a half now.
Gu Yundong left the wooden block and the picture he drew.
Immediately after, he walked to the table and picked up the picture drawn by Rong Mingxue. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com