The old lady shook her head and sighed.
A lifetime has passed like this, and now everyone has one foot halfway into the coffin.
What else can I ask for?
Back at Ailian's house, Ailian went into the kitchen to cook, while Baimu continued to paint his unfinished gouache painting.
A gouache painting can basically be completed in three or four hours.
However, if there are too many elements on the picture, the painting time will be greatly extended and the span will be relatively large.
Some elements also began to appear on the white wooden drawing board.
But most of the time it’s based on the overall atmosphere.
Although the tone of the picture is dark, a bright yellow breaks the balance of this cold color.
Bai Mu's paintings are good at creating a special artistic conception.
Like the lost apple tree.
This is an absurd and hopeless picture, but there is a tree that symbolizes vitality.
"Come and take the bowl."
Ailian's voice came from the kitchen. Baimu cleaned up and brought out some delicious dishes.
"Eat it."
Ailian said as she ate her rice in big mouthfuls.
"By the way, Mu Tou, can you teach me how to paint?"
She looked at the unfinished painting on the easel in the middle. She couldn't make out anything at all and had no idea what was going on in Bai Mu's mind.
But even with just this half-finished product, she felt an inexplicable sense of beauty.
Bai Mu smiled and said, "Want to learn?"
"think."
"I can't learn it even if I want to. This is my personal style."
Every creator has different ideas about painting. There is an old saying that goes, "A master can only lead you to the door, but practice depends on yourself."
This is not an absurd statement.
The master can only teach some basic things.
The only thing that can truly bring a work to life is one's own style.
"Tsk, if you don't want to teach me then don't teach me."
"Teach, why not teach? Pay the tuition."
"Open your mouth."
"Why are you opening your mouth?"
“Pay tuition!”
As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of braised pork into Bai Mu's mouth. The aroma of fat filled his nose, and the meat was smooth but not greasy.
fragrant!
"You think you can bribe me with just a piece of braised pork?"
"So what else do you want to do?"
Ailian pouted.
How greedy!
"I'll let you touch my tail too, is that okay?"
"Just barely~"
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