Chapter 6 – Volume 2 – I Heard That My Video Is Not a Crime, but a Masterpiece? (1)
“…Master?”
“The last time I came here, I was pretty upset at the thought of losing to you.”
“Wasn’t it won with an idea rather than purely drawing skills?”
“Do you know that that word pisses me off even more?”
Londo burst into laughter at the sight of his teacher showing a cute appearance that was not befitting his age.
Why would a nobleman who lived enough to live be like that?
When I see him doing magic research on a regular basis, he always admires me while learning from me.
It’s because he’s trying to win even his hobby of painting.
“But it might be the end of your time.
“Yes?”
It was only then that Rondo realized that he wasn’t bringing this up because of a piece he had submitted a few months earlier.
What on earth did he see that his picky teacher made such an evaluation?
Wasn’t that work submitted three months ago in the first place only after drawing it 10 times with a similar concept to satisfy the eyes of the teacher?
If only the technique was fresh, I would have said that I was sorry without expressing that kind of expression.
What the hell did you see?
“This is… A person, is it? A human?”
But can you really call that a human?
The work with the name ‘Hundreds of Flowers’ raised such questions as soon as it was put into Rondo’s eyes.
Not only the unrealistically emphasized size of the eyes, but the overall atmosphere of the painting was very different from that of real humans.
Perhaps the reason his teacher was embarrassed was because of the unusual way he expressed that human being.
In fact, it is not that a person has never been tried before.
However, the problem was the ‘beauty of a person’ that is lost when one gets away from a person.
Perhaps the most important value of painting that penetrates the present era is beauty, but the discomfort that arises from drawing people unrealistically over a certain period has suppressed such attempts.
But what does that picture mean?
Obviously, the original human being is expressed in a very simplified way.
Even so, I didn’t feel any displeasure at all, rather, what was transmitted to me were positive emotions such as ‘shiny’ and ‘beautiful’.
“Under…?”
“Isn’t it strange? Actually, I didn’t understand it at first either.”
Then I realized
Rather, we were too afraid to deform people.
Did you ever realize why looking at that picture doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable?
“No way…!”
“Yeah, it’s because we’ve gone too far.”
What we thought the transformation of the person we were trying to do was severe, in reality it was only at a minor level.
That’s why I couldn’t help but feel offended by the strange thing that vaguely resembled a person.
But if it goes beyond that range…
“But don’t you think it’s really amazing? It’s so much out of the human form…”
“Not only are they human, but they can recognize their race as well.”
“Not only that, but it is a masterpiece that has already been completed as a single painting.”
If this painting was only to provide an idea, the teacher would not have reacted like that.
It was a fact that I could know because ‘The World Inside the Door’, which his teacher was jealous of, was well received in a similar way.
While drawing the most realistic beauty, he naturally draws scenes that cannot be seen in reality.
It is not difficult to express the method itself, but it takes great effort and talent to present it as a completed work.
Rondo’s own worries at that time were similarly contained in this work.
However, the level of difficulty is different.
“I can feel that it is a form that has already been created after a lot of research. It is shocking that this is the first time that it has been exhibited. It is said that this artist has drawn many paintings like this…”
“It’s absurd. His basic drawing skills are at the level of a monster.”
Well, it makes no more sense if someone who can create such a picture can’t draw.
Rather, it would be more plausible that a known painter or wizard was hiding his name.
Where the hell did this monster come from?
The dreamy appearance of the lake drawn in the picture was actually not that special.
Rondo’s hometown also has a lake that is as beautiful as that, so it would have been easy for someone who has traveled a bit to come up with a motif.
But the problem was the description of a girl lying on the lake.
From jewel-like eyes that have changed enormously as if this is the answer you have been looking for, to the exaggeration of the body that is common in the current painting world.
All of them expressed unrealistic beauty so beautifully that admiration came out without any discomfort.
The waves of the lake, which are naturally connected along the beautifully drawn lines of the body, are even magnificent.
The scene where the burning white hair is submerged in the water and cooled down perfectly expressed the feeling of hot and cold temperature.
The unnatural facial composition such as big eyes and intense blush was strangely well harmonized and realized beauty.
The situation where the tears flowing from the eyes and the lake water are mixed touches the heartstrings with a mysterious feeling without certainty.
In addition, the clavicle line that goes down neatly below it shows the unique beauty of the human body, and even the smallest elements such as the blood vessels that are easily missed on the skin are embodied without omission.
The subtle emotional lines conveyed by the arms stretched out vaguely as if to grab hold of the sky at any moment, and the shape of the armpits revealed by the act were so detailed and beautiful that I wanted to learn.
The vivid shape of the nipple and the pink color of the areola show off their beauty as if they had an ideal breast shape, and the maximized hips that descends below it begins to express unbearable eros.
And the sweat and water droplets flowing down from those places had a subtle difference so that they could be distinguished from each other, and how detailed and beautiful the shape of the navel that glistened as the liquids pooled in a cocktail was…
There is only admiration.
‘Even the penis feels like an elf.’
It must have been a drawing of a human girl, but as if looking at something of the same kind, a neat female body without a single hair catches my eye.
Of course, there are a lot of works that even reveal the genitals, but it’s hard to see them closed so tightly that the inside isn’t shown.
With that, along with the characteristic of having no hair at all, the unique sleek beauty made his heart flutter.
Come to think of it, this piece didn’t even have armpit hair?
‘I made it special by drawing what should originally exist for humans so that it doesn’t exist like elves.’
No matter how much I thought about this, there was nothing I could think of other than the criticism that it contained deliberate intentions.
Of course, it is difficult to conclude what kind of intentions were included, but one emotion felt while watching them was clear.
So Rondo, who had been chewing on various reviews, organized his mind by spitting out only one conclusion.
“Really, it’s so beautiful.”
“Right?”
To my childish self, who said a long time ago that serving a human being as a teacher was embarrassing.
My teacher brought me here and showed me a new world called painting.
The pounding I felt for the first time back then, I felt like I had found my place again after a long time.
Indeed, if this is the value of the culture created by human mages…
It would prove that learning magic and painting among humans was the right choice.
And the job of teaching such people would be the right path.
“Is that all that comes to mind when you see that?”
“Uh, do you want to buy it?”
“I certainly think so. But the artist didn’t put up an auction because he didn’t intend to sell it.”
“That makes sense.”
If you are a person who can draw that much anyway, you will have at least that much money to spare.
To be precise, the value you feel for the money you can make by selling it will be weaker than the attachment that you don’t want to hand over your work to someone.
It was understandable because he did not sell ‘The World Inside the Door’ for that reason right away.
“Surely a good idea, but wrong.”
“Then, what was the master’s thought so great?”
“Heh heh, do you keep climbing these days?”
“Honestly, now I am more famous than my master in painting?”
“Eh, I used to have a cute taste… But these days, I’ve become a tomboy.”
“Please consider my age.”
No matter how much I look like a 20-year-old and I am sensitive to fashion, I am known as a young professor to the academy kids, but it has already been 30 years since I first met my teacher.
Even though he had eaten enough, Rondo was a little dissatisfied with the teacher who still treated him like a child.
Then the teacher’s voice was more spectacle.
“When an elf is 100 years old, he is young. What are you arguing about?”
“Master counts 100! There’s only a nine-year age difference!”
“I am human.”
“Is that a racial slur? No, so what the hell did you have to feel?”
“Curious? Heh heh, since you react like that, it’s funny, so I don’t want to tell you more.”
Did this old man really turn around?
Even if his teacher wasn’t stronger, he wanted to hit him on the head.
Rondo let out a sigh as he didn’t want to be beaten up under the guise of training at his age.
“It’s simple. If you look at that, you should hear the thought. Isn’t there just one thing?”
“So that’s…!”
“We also want to draw pictures like that.”
“Ah.”
It’s a short story, but Rondo understood everything the teacher wanted to say with it.
They stared blankly at the painting that gave them such feelings.