My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 190 Academy of Fine Arts
'Yo?I have never seen Lao Han so happy. '

'You understand the inverted sentence. '

'Damn it!Awesome, @杭州美院周成红. '

'Strange, the proportions are wrong. '

"You know shit!"

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After Han Qi posted the Weibo, he ignored it, and washed up as he said in the Weibo.

I don't know if that person will come to find me yesterday.

But it doesn't matter if you don't come.

The painting just finished today, so it's time to call the gallery.When the time comes, just ask them if they have any relationship. Han Qi doesn't believe that one of the best private galleries in Norway can't allow a person to visit the Academy of Fine Arts in Finland.

I played with my mobile phone for a while, but after a while I found it boring, so I went to write travel notes again.

But I haven’t written it well, I always think about things in my heart, and my train of thought is broken.Moreover, Han Qi is not the kind of person who is easy to concentrate. If he has nothing to do all day, maybe he can spend a day writing travel notes, learning foreign languages, and doing business.

Either hyperactivity or laziness.

Han Qi was not made to wait long, and the phone in the room rang just after ten o'clock.

"Mr. Han, there is a gentleman looking for you downstairs, his name is Fiscetti."

"Ficetti, okay, I'll come down right away."

This time I went out to go to school, so I probably didn’t need to bring anything, just put my phone and card holder in my pocket and went out.When I went downstairs, I took a look at the sofa, but I didn't see anyone, and then I realized that he was standing by the hotel gate.

"You came early enough." Han Qi walked over and said.

"Did it disturb your sleep?"

"This is not enough."

That is today, Han Qi went to bed early last night, so he woke up early.If it was normal, Han Qi would probably still be asleep in bed at ten o'clock, and if he wakes up after an hour in winter, he would not dare to say that he has realized the freedom of life.

Playing is all in the afternoon and evening, and no one has seen any activities in the morning.

Fiscetti nodded, seeing that Han Qi didn't bring a painting, he said, "Your painting..."

"It's in the room."

Fiscetti smirked twice, and asked, "Can I take that with me? I told my teacher about you yesterday, and he really wants to see you."

"Your teacher? Who is it?"

"Dart Edwin, an associate professor in the Art Institute, is very good at modern oil painting."

"Um……"

do not know.

Not long after he entered the industry, his knowledge of painting came for nothing, and it is rare to find a master who can memorize several genres.Most of them are masters who have passed away for many years. Modern painters have never studied it. After all, this is just one of hobbies.

"Okay, then take it, I'll go up and get it."

Fei Saidi expressed his thanks again and again, and almost bowed at ninety degrees. Han Qi was so frightened that he ran into the stairs quickly.

Are you really from Germany?

When going upstairs, Han Qi still had lingering fears. Didn't this Fiscetti hang out with the islanders?

There are a lot of prejudices against foreigners on the Huaxia Forum. Although we can’t generalize everyone, Han Qi thinks they are right, because the Nordic people are really indifferent, and many people are autistic. The people I know play, and the social circle is very small.

There is a social software they often use called Tinder, which is Momo in Europe, and I don’t know how many Norwegians they have matched.

He also said that the Germans are rigid and the British are unrestrained...

The Germans Han Qi met were not serious, either they looked like sales representatives, or they were geeks.

It seems that the next time you travel, it is best not to come to Northern Europe, and go to other countries to have a look.

He went back to his room and took the paintings, and came to the Academy of Fine Arts with Fiscetti.

After getting out of the taxi, what he saw was a three-story building with a rather classic style, slightly dark beige, which Han Qi was familiar with no matter how he looked at it.

The same three layers, the same color, the same style, what do you think of?
Norwegian Royal Palace!

Han Qi has been painting for several hours in the square below the palace, and he will never remember it wrong.What's interesting is that there is also a square opposite the college, and there is also a statue. If you look carefully, you may find the same angle as the original painting.

But it's a pity that if you go down the square, you can't see the long green corridor of the palace.

I have said a lot of similarities, but they are basically the same. Looking at it from a distance, the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts is much smaller than the palace, at least three times larger, and there are not so many details.

Fiscetti led the way and introduced: "This school was built in 1849. It used to be the Helsinki University of Technology. Later, the School of Art, School of Fine Arts, and School of Economics were merged into it."

"Are there no new buildings?" Han Qi asked.

"Yes, I'll take you in first."

This building is just an entrance, and according to European habits, old buildings are generally not rebuilt.The population here is sparse, unlike the old alleys in Yanjing, which cannot accommodate the increasing population of Yanjing without renovation.

Walking in, the first thing you see is a large garden.

A piece of green space with a wide field of view, not that kind of flat, its grass has radians, gradually and irregularly climbed along the center point, the center is of course a statue, the university seems to like to use all kinds of statues, the statue is A Valkyrie in medieval armor with a sword in her hand and a particularly beautiful face.

"Who is the statue?"

"It's Valkyrie, who represents real women."

Han Qi nodded, instead of going directly from the middle of the garden to the main teaching building directly opposite, he walked along the outer circle of the garden.

He likes this lawn with irregular curvature very much.

In my mind, I imagined that spring will come in a month or two. At that time, the ultraviolet rays are not strong, and the sun is not as hot as summer, and I want to take off my clothes.In short, it should be a wonderful thing to sit on such a lawn and fall in love in spring and autumn.

Fiscetti was introducing all the way, what kind of building is here, and what kind of canteen is there.

Although this person is a bit introverted and doesn't have a high EQ, Han Qi also nodded repeatedly when he introduced the buildings in the school.

What he doesn't know is that all the people who study fine arts don't know other places, but they know all kinds of buildings and buildings in the school clearly.From the time Fiscetti entered school, the homework assigned by the teacher was often sketching the various buildings of the school.

Although there are times when I go out to sketch in groups, I don't have much time at school.

"How long have you been at school?"

"It's been almost two years," Fiscetti said. "When I think about it, time flies so fast. Sometimes it feels like I just entered school a few days ago, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye... That is the art teaching building, and we are here."

Han Qi looked up.

Sure enough, the building of the Academy of Fine Arts is definitely different from other teaching buildings.

This teaching building is divided into two buildings, about ten meters apart, maybe a little closer, and connected by many intersecting corridors.

To put it more vividly, it is a connecting game in elementary school. The first floor is connected to the second floor opposite, the second floor opposite is connected to the third floor here, and then the first floor opposite is also connected to the second floor here. Looking at it together, it's like tying shoelaces.

"Sure enough, it's very creative," Han Qi said.

It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not, but it is indeed creative.

"Want to go up and have a look?"

"of course."

Come here.

Of course there are serious stairs, but there is no elevator, which is normal in the school.Han Qi thinks most of them will choose to take the stairs inside the building, right?The kind of person who climbs up from the first floor of the corridor must be the kind of person who wants to exercise.

Every morning if there is a class, just get up and climb up from here, saving the morning run.

Going up the stairs, I met a lot of students chasing after him. Some girls even looked at Han Qi a few more times when they ran past Han Qi, thinking that there seems to be no such person in the school?

Sure enough, there are handsome people of all races, the girls thought to themselves.

Han Qi turned to let them pass, and asked, "How's the English atmosphere here?"

"It's okay, I can speak it all, but generally speaking in class or chatting is in Finnish. Only some master's courses are taught in English. We international students here are also taught in English, but it also includes Finnish courses."

"You still want to learn Finnish? Why don't you?"

"It's better to learn some basic expressions."

"Oh."

After these few days of immersion, Han Qi actually knew some everyday expressions, but he really didn't take the initiative to learn them.

The design inside the building is also very interesting. It is not as rigid as ordinary buildings. The ceilings are all angular, which makes good use of light.But in general, the designer still uses the Nordic minimalist style, and the decoration is not particularly artistic or luxurious.

"Are there many Chinese students in the school?"

"There are dozens of them. I know some. Do you want to meet them?"

"Need not."

"This used to be the cafeteria."

"Canteen?" Han Qi's eyes lit up, and he was already heading there.

He came out after ten o'clock, wasted some time on the road, and wandered around for so long when he got here, it was almost dinner time.

Holding on to the railing and looking down, the canteen hall is more than 300 square meters. It looks a bit like a mid-to-high-end French restaurant, but the style of the seats and tables is more home-like. The red sofa and log-colored tables make the overall atmosphere very warm.

There are not many people eating now, Han Qi saw three Asians below.

There should be a cafeteria directly opposite, but it is in the form of a box with two floors. Through the glass, you can see the people inside eating, but there seems to be no curtains.

He was looking at the style first, but when he smelled the food below, his mouth began to salivate.

"Can I eat here?"

"Huh? But... the professor is still waiting for us."

"..."

"Even if you don't think about me, you should think about your professor. You should have said it earlier."

I don't know how old Fiscetti's teacher is.

"Come on, let's go now, where is it?"

"In the opposite building, we can pass through the corridor."

Fiscetti also seemed to be aware of the seriousness of the matter. If he brought people there during the teacher's meal time, wouldn't Han have to wait for a long time?
Han Qi finally walked onto the shoelace corridor. From this angle, the outside environment is completely different from the state inside the building. Although the two points are not far apart, it feels inexplicably that the environment in the corridor The view will be better than inside the building.

Difference between openness and tightness?

From a close distance, the corridor was not ten meters long, and it was finished quickly, and then went up another flight of stairs.

"Here we are." Fiscetti said, he took two steps and knocked on the door twice to remind the people inside.

"teacher."

Han Qi also walked to the door and saw Fiscetti's teacher.

If I remember correctly, it should be Dart Edwin.

He is in his fifties, his hair is all silver-gray, and he looks handsome with glasses on.It's a bit like the old version of Professor Lizard in The Amazing Spider-Man, and then all the hair is replaced with silver-white, which is almost the same image.

Seeing people coming, the professor smiled and said, "Welcome."

He stood up and shook hands with Han Qi.

"Sit down, sit down. I saw the two of you walking over just now. I didn't expect you to come to me now. I almost thought you had left."

Han Qi sat on the chair and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, Professor Edwin. The scenery inside the school is so beautiful, I was so engrossed that I forgot the time."

The professor nodded:
"It's not your fault, that's how you study art, and I used to be the same. Is this painting tube filled with paintings? Yesterday Fiscetti came to my place like crazy, and kept praising your paintings. I'm a little curious." , can you show me?"

"I brought it here with this thought in mind. If the painting is not good, I would like to ask the professor to give me some pointers."

"Haha, all you Orientals speak in the same tone."

Han Qi took out "Daytime" from the painting tube

As soon as the picture unfolds, the color brings the professor into the world of painting, cold, cold, lonely...

When looking at Han Qi's paintings, the first glance is the most important.

color.

Human eyes are limited and can only recognize a limited number of colors.

After training, you can directly recognize more colors with the naked eye. This is the same as training absolute pitch in music. It cannot be said to be difficult, but it requires talent.

However, Han Qi's eyes can see details that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye. Each color has a deeper level in his imagination. Coupled with the professional-level oil painting skills, it is not difficult to create a refreshing oil painting. strangeness.

Of course, without such dazzling colors, Han Qi's paintings would be good enough.

"This……"

"Excuse me.."

The professor said this, and then moved closer.Looking at the details little by little, it took a few minutes before he looked away and said to Han Qi: "It's a very powerful work, even I can hardly draw such an excellent work, but I can't see the genre, it seems very miscellaneous."

Han Qi said: "I am a classical student. I traveled in Norway before and saw a lot of Neo-Impressionist works, so I tried it out."

When Han Qi first painted this painting, he didn't think much about it at all. He had the tools in his hands, and he just had the inspiration, so he started directly.If he knew in advance that someone was asking him to paint, Han Qi would definitely be more serious and use Chinese fine brushwork or classic oil painting to create.

Fiscetti suddenly exclaimed: "Oh!! So it's Neo-Impressionism, I should have thought of it earlier."

"..."

(End of this chapter)