Making paint takes a long time.
Bai Muan sat down calmly, picked up a small bowl used for pounding paint, and smashed the raw materials in front of him with a small hammer.
There are many more steps to come.
Some raw materials require water jetting to remove impurities.
Most of the time, it is directly ground and then finely ground.
Every time a new material is ground out, Bai Mu seems to have an imagination of a new picture in his mind.
At this moment, he is free.
Ailian continued to admire these famous paintings, and she thought they were good, and gradually became fascinated by them.
She has always liked painting, but she has never received any professional instruction, so her painting skills are only at the beginning stage.
It’s a pity that she didn’t meet a good teacher, although the teacher Bai Mu met was not very good either.
She didn't dare touch the paintings like Bai Mu, for fear that her fingers would dirty the pictures.
Cleon saw Ellen's yearning and fear for this kind of oil painting.
He said, "If you want to touch it, just touch it."
"This is an art academy, not an art museum. It doesn't matter if it gets damaged."
He was smiling.
Ailian was still a little timid, and she was not used to communicating with strangers.
"May I?"
Cleon nodded, "Of course."
"I said it from the beginning, I buy paintings not to look at them, but to surpass them!"
"Hey, since you're in the mood to learn, it doesn't matter how you touch it."
As he spoke, he casually picked up a put away painting from the ground.
"Look, this painting is from the old civilization period. I bought it for 204 billion denarii."
He opened the scroll with a smile. The painting on it was already in tatters, and some of the paint had even been scraped off.
"I didn't buy it just to look at it."
“Only those who don’t understand art would spend a lot of money to buy a painting and put it in their home to worship it like an ancestor.”
As he spoke, he lifted up a corner of the painting and motioned for Ailian to look at it.
Ailian moved closer curiously and looked at a corner of the painting.
"Look, if you don't take the painting apart, how can you tell from the surface that stone chips were used as paint?"
He pointed to the layer of canvas and paint.
“It’s true.”
He smiled and put down the scroll in his hand. "So, don't think of art as something abstract."
“Art, like science, requires constant refinement and research.”
Bai Mu, who was grinding paint on the side, also said, "I agree."
Cleon went on to add: “Art is not something that can be achieved simply by imagination.
Just like building a house, imagination can only construct a large framework, but how to draw it specifically and where to place it are up to you.
These require bricks called Zhuomo.
Disassembling paint is only a small part of learning art.
When you have no idea how to mix a color, the fastest way to get the same color is not to just try mixing a bunch of paints.
No matter how hard you try, there will always be slight color differences.
Sometimes there are some color differences that even the naked eye cannot see, but it just feels wrong!
The fastest way is,
Just take the existing paint, disassemble it, and copy it piece by piece!
That’s right, it’s copied.”
He spoke at length, "Don't ever think that plagiarism is shameful. No matter what subject it is, it all comes down to plagiarism.
It is called standing on the shoulders of giants.
In fact, it is just copying the giant's things first, and then using your own abilities on them.
Civilization has also been accumulated bit by bit.
If you don't copy, a person's life span is only a hundred years at most. How can you possibly understand something that has been studied for thousands of years by your predecessors in just a hundred years? "
Elaine was shocked by Cleon's words.
"copy?"
When she was in school, copying homework was strictly prohibited, and she couldn't change her mindset all of a sudden.
She tried to touch the painting in front of her, and the paint on it did feel very different.
Each color area has a slightly different feel.
She rolled her throat and said, "I understand."
As expected of a principal, his words are so simple and natural.
She learned a profound lesson here.
Bai Mu also raised his hand to indicate: "I agree."
Time soon turned into night.
Liufen Street, video store.
Ling hugged Bomb: "Brother!"
"Baiqi Heavy Industry said they have a new commission. Should we call Bai Mu back?"
Zhe raised an eyebrow, "Sister, we are the legendary rope maker Phaethon."
"Are you relying too much on Shiraki?"
The rope maker's work these past two days was done without Bai Mu's help, and a large pile of ropes accumulated all of a sudden.
Ling curled her lips,
"There's nothing I can do. This guy is too reliable."
Zhe shook his head. This sister is too dependent.
It is clear that before Baimu became an agent, the rope maker's work could be completed in full swing.
Now that Baimu has only been on vacation for two days, he feels like he's already loaded with work...
Ling looked at him, "So what should we do? Can Baiqi Heavy Industry really survive without Baimu?"
Zhe leaned against the door, looking helpless.
"We don't just have Baimu as our agent. Don't underestimate Phaethon."
"And don't underestimate Baiqi Heavy Industry. Their combat capability is not weak at all."
He covered his forehead speechlessly. If he relied on others like this now, what would he do in the future?
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