This afternoon, I went to paint oil paintings at the invitation of my friends.
For the first time in my life, I picked up the palette and rendered it on an oil painting. At first, there was an early adopter, curious and casually waved.
Canvas slowly becomes colorful with the blooming of colors, and my heart dances with it. The location is in the corner of the indoor cafe. Not far away, besides talking and laughing, pop music in the background can also be heard. I never like noise, and I can't help it. With the fanaticism of music, my thoughts gradually drifted up. The lines in the pen began to become stiff, and most of them were broken. Go on. My mind is restless and uncertain, and all this is presented on the canvas.
The result is that the figure's arms are thicker than his thighs, and Yun Fei, who is looming in the clouds all over the sky, is hung up like a dark cloud by my redrawing. At that moment, there is a word that can vividly express its artistic conception, and that is: disappointing.
The instructor next to him saw it and said softly, "Why do you draw so rough?"
I immediately answered the habitual mode control without thinking: "This brush is too thick, and I don't draw very well."
The teacher read my mind and said, "You are not calm enough. Can't scribble. "
I touched my heart because I was seen through.
It seems that I can't draw well for too many reasons. For example, I have never painted an oil painting. How can I paint it well for the first time? Another example: why didn't you tell me earlier that fine lines were drawn with a fine pen? Besides, I'm not interested in painting, and I don't always have the so-called feeling. I don't know how to mix colors. I just mix them mechanically and try to make mistakes. What's more, the background music in this place is too noisy for me to be quiet.
After a period of resistance, the ego began to calm down. My tutor is right, my heart is really not quiet enough.
Deep cognition: less experience is one reason, and more importantly, whether my heart is on it. My sense of participation and integration, where my concentration has gone, and where my concentration and energy have been devoted.
Painting is also training the mind.
When you do what you like, you will feel happy, which is easy to do.
I feel impetuous and exclusive about things I haven't done. I can't say that I have good determination and strong heart.
After some introspection, the confused thoughts subsided.
Under the guidance of the teacher, I slowly repaired the description. Watch the dancing in the sunset with your heart and feel the dancer's mood. Blend into it, capture the vivid expression of details, feel the light and shade with your heart, relax your heart and express your artistic conception. The whole process lasted for nearly two hours, barely getting up and walking, and finally finished.
This painting is a gift for me. Through the whole creative process, I saw my inner self.
It made me realize that real growth can't come from vanity and prosperity. Only by down-to-earth and step-by-step practice can we make progress.