Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 60 Hand Coloring

In the impression of later generations, the world in the 70s and [-]s was always black and white, cold and cold, as if there was no color.

This is obviously a misunderstanding.

The black and white image materials originating from the old days bring people an intuitive feeling.

Before the 80s, color film did not exist in the Chinese market.

Although there was a period of time when the Soviet Union shared this technology, everyone knows the subsequent historical process.

All that should be evacuated were evacuated.

In the 60s, a Zhejiang lady named Zou Jing returned from studying in Russia. After five years, she developed various types of special infrared films.

It met the urgent needs of the national defense industry at that time.

Then in the 80s, he presided over the development of "Lucky 100 daylight color film (2)" and put it into industrial mass production.

It has realized the breakthrough of domestically produced lottery tickets from scratch and fulfilled the color dream of the Chinese people.

Didn't ordinary people have any color photos before this?

There are also.

This involves a flower activity that once aroused widespread popularity——

Photo hand coloring technology!

In the 70s and [-]s, in photo studios in big cities, if there was no manual coloring service, employees would be too embarrassed to stop working.

As for the small place, I can’t afford it…

Currently, there are as many as 40 hand coloring masters in the largest BJ photo studio in the capital.

However, there are only about 200 in the whole capital.

First, there are not many photo studios.

Secondly, this is a technical job. If the master doesn't lead you in, ordinary people will be blind.

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The sun is just right.

Wudaokou, Caimenying Pigeon Market, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

For old BJ, it was normal life to get up early and visit the ghost market, then eat breakfast, drink a bowl of hot bean juice, and then visit the pigeon market.

Especially a bunch of old men.

Lou Jizong, born in the Republic of China, is [-] years old this year.

The only son and daughter-in-law were unfortunately killed in a sandstorm in their early years and were hit by falling heavy objects.

Fortunately, he left behind a fat grandson.

Now that his grandson is away in the army and his wife has left two years ago, Mr. Lou is alone at home and loves to play pigeons.

Already a frequent visitor here at Caimenying.

Along the way, the stall owners greeted me warmly, and I knew that this veteran cadre who had retired from the railway system had a lot of money in his pocket.

"Mr. Lou, good morning. Do you want to take a look at the new two-headed black man who arrived today?"

"Mr. Lou, have you eaten? Are you looking at the Taoist hat you just put on?"

Although he responded politely, Lou Jizong was sneering in his heart.

Rouge vulgar powder!

When the pigeons reached his position, single ones, not rare species like short-mouthed pigeons, flying black cattle, green-haired cranes and unicorn spots, seemed to be out of his sight.

He got a new set of pigeons, 10 of which were all purple-headed, but two of the leading pigeons were missing.

Take a walk and scan, hoping to find some surprises.

Unfortunately, we were almost at the end of the dirt road and found nothing. Suddenly we saw a group of people surrounding a stall in front of us.

Mr. Lou was so happy that he rushed to get in for fear of missing out.

This look.

stunned.

There is a new stall in the pigeon market.

“Would you like to have a color photo?”

Yes I do!

The old man gets angry whenever he mentions it. During the Chinese New Year, the eldest grandson sent a letter back from the army with a photo attached.

Excuse!

He wears military uniform and has a proud military spirit.

Call me a spirited guy!

The only pity is that I can't see the original color.

The old man naturally thought of the coloring of photos that someone had mentioned. On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, he rushed to BJ Photo Studio under the heavy snow.

Get to the place, boy!

At 8 o'clock in the morning, before the door of the photo studio opened, there was already a long queue outside.

Line up.

I sat under the eaves, enjoying the north wind, and after waiting in line for almost an hour, a clerk walked out and said kindly:

"I'm sorry, everyone, I'm really busy with the work I took on. I ended up here a year ago."

Mr. Lou almost didn't hit anyone.

He's already ranked second!

Years later, in another place, they rushed over to Haidian in the early morning, but there were still a lot of people.

Tell me about this money, you still can’t spend it!

What do you call a piece of shit!

<divclass="contentadv">There are a lot of people talking around, and there are many people who are thoughtful, but they also have concerns.

"Young man, please speak Mandarin. I can tell you are not from the capital city."

Li Jiankun smiled awkwardly and touched the tip of his nose.

Well, it's okay to fool young people, but in front of these old men, the secret will be revealed in minutes.

"Photo coloring is a technical job. If you have this skill, can you set up a stall in the pigeon market?"

"The photos we want to dye are all unique. Your skills are not good, what should you do if they are ruined?"

These words entered Lou Jizong's heart.

It doesn't matter if you have money or not. There is probably no second photo of the grandson on the day he was awarded the title. It's hard to say whether there will be another photo in the future.

In case it is destroyed.

Who could he cry to?

They are a bunch of bad old men who usually miss their children and grandchildren, but they are not around, so why don't they just take out the photos, look at them, touch them, and think about this.

"Uncles, if you don't believe it, it's easy.

"I'll give you a [-]% discount on the first sale. If you want to give it a try, you can first take a... well, it's not a very important photo, and I'll draw it on the spot.

"The painting is ruined and I won't take any money from you. I'll compensate you 10 yuan!"

Yo ho!

This breath!

Everyone's demeanor changed obviously, and they were more or less convinced.

In fact, Li Jiankun also came out with his mouth, and he had a shitty ten yuan.

The confidence comes from studying seriously with a master in the previous life, um, for a week.

Not too short.

The task of coloring by hand can be said to be complicated or complicated, but it is not difficult to say it is simple.

Fan can clearly distinguish the color spectrum of paint - he has been painting for more than ten years.

Anyone who understands the effects of light and shadow - in this regard, please call him Li Laoshi!

no more.

The rest is what everyone has - hands and eyes.

Why learn this?

It's an art.

The effect of hand coloring cannot be replaced by any machine.

No matter how nifty the camera is in later generations, the photos taken will still fade over time.But hand-colored photos, as long as you use high-quality pigments, such as mineral pigments, will last for years!

Most importantly, it's creative.

Just like PS later, manual coloring can reshape light and shade, add gloss, dye clothes and hats, cover acne...

It can make an old photo look brand new, just like restoring an antique.

Li Jiankun got into this layer of charm.

I have restored many old photos.

In a nutshell, you get a lot with familiarity.

"If you want to say that, let me try it!"

Lou Jizong thought about it and said, "I'll go home to get the photos. It's not far, just a short walk away."

"Waiting for you!"

Li Jiankun smiled like a dog thief, Piao Piao, isn’t this coming?

These days, who can resist the temptation of color photos?

The uncles around me were all very leisurely, and they basically didn't leave, so they just kept waiting.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Mr. Lou came back out of breath.

There were two photos in his hand, and he handed over the smaller one, a four-inch photo.

"Right, what's the price for one piece?"

Li Jiankun took the photo and took a look, yo!Brother Bing.

"Calculated by inch, 1 yuan per inch."

Gee!

There was a buzz around that this hand-painted coloring was really not cheap.

But in comparison, it's not expensive.

I heard that if you choose a colorist in a photo studio, one-third of your monthly salary will be lost for one photo.

Lou Jizong nodded, "This one costs two yuan? If it's damaged, you'll pay 10 yuan?"

"You have a sharp ear."

The old man stopped talking and made a gesture of invitation.

Li Jiankun rolled his neck and shook his hands.

Open up!