Chapter 69 Davian’s artistic talent
saw everyone in the room discussing how to quickly send the Dragon Gate soldiers back to Caledor. Davian felt that he had no chance to interrupt, so he wanted to express his opinion. When he arrived, he saw the prince's ferocious eyes and immediately shrank his neck.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Davian, the most junior dragon prince present, naturally accepted this responsibility and walked over to open the door.
Adela leaned halfway in and said to the prince, "Your Highness, the Phoenix Court invites the Dragon Court to participate in an art exhibition. Should we send someone to participate?"
Imric, who was thinking about countermeasures, didn't even think about it. Just say, "Davian, go."
For a moment, Davian felt a question mark appear on his face, art exhibition? The only poet I know is Isis. The few murals and sculptures I have seen are in the Dragon Palace. If there is a weapons exhibition, I might say a few words. Just when I want to refuse, I hear the prince explain.
"One hundred tons of stone."
"I'll go and make sure that the bumpkins from other kingdoms know that their art is just vile stuff."
After saying that, Davian quickly pushed Adela out for three days. He could clearly distinguish between an art exhibition and a hundred tons of rocks. In addition, the expenses along the way were reimbursed by the palace, so he had to spend them well.
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When I came to the art exhibition, in the sunny open space, I looked at the men and women surrounding the paintings and sculptures. Their words were full of praise, or they used terms that Davian had never heard of to explain the style of these things. , features, it feels like my head is getting big.
I could only follow the welcoming attendant to the Isis Palace in the center. This was built to commemorate the most artistic Phoenix King, and the interior was filled with various precious works of art.
Now is the time for a large group of princes and princesses to show their personal charms, and Davian's entrance has also slightly changed the eyes of the onlookers.
Asul is able to communicate information through subtle eyes and movements. After seeing Davian enter the scene, although his expression did not change, there was no concealment of contempt in the eyes communicating with each other.
How could those in Caledor, who only think about fighting, understand art? Even human monkeys have a stronger artistic sense than them.
Davian, who came here because of the prince's order, didn't understand, but he was shocked. What is this? A large pool of paint splashed on the cloth is the so-called art? The hollow relief looks very delicate, but it looks like it will break if touched casually, and it has no momentum at all.
In order to hide that he didn't understand these things at all, he walked alone to an exhibition area with few people, stared at a painting, and pretended to be thinking and appreciating.
The painting is composed of black and gray lines of varying degrees and several color areas, like a nine-square grid layout. The color areas of different sizes show their respective characteristics under the division of black and gray lines.
Looking at this painting that was completely inconsistent with Asul's realistic style, Davian nodded from time to time, expressing his unique views on this thing, but what he was thinking in his heart was, "What the hell is this? It uses black and gray lines." To divide different color areas, is it a color display?"
Others chuckled when they saw Davian appreciating the painting painted by the famous artist Saffrey. The painting they had discussed just now For a long time, they could only discuss that the great artist had reached an unimaginable level and might be a benchmark for Ulthuan's future. It wasn't that they didn't understand, but that his level was too high.
Just as Davian stood there thinking for about ten minutes, a man who looked quite old came over. He was the designer of this exhibition area - Alfonso.
Standing next to Davian, he asked curiously, "Dragon Prince of Caledor, can you understand this painting?"
Davian, who was asked the question, was at an impasse. Is this a painting? Isn't it a color showcase?
As a Caledonian, he couldn't just say he couldn't understand it, so what should he do... After pondering for a moment, he suddenly thought of it, and said enigmatically, "Of course, the artistic talent of the Caledonians is unparalleled. Alfonso,
who was standing next to him, was shocked. The Caledonian's artistic talent? It would be more appropriate for you to go to blacksmithing. You thought Davian was just trying to be tough. When you wanted to shake your head and leave, you just listened to Davian's words.
"I think this painting, like music, has its own melody. Each piece of color represents a rhythm, and these lines of different shades of gray serve as harmonious connections. The artist uses painting to express the sense of music." Originally
. Alfonso, who was about to turn around and leave, immediately widened his eyes when he heard Davian's words and looked very surprised. He said in a somewhat unclear voice, "What, say it again."
Although he was a little dissatisfied with his tone, But Davian still repeated it again, and added an additional sentence, "Art is connected, and painting can also show fluidity." Who knew that
this old man who looked a little old began to breathe quickly, and he grabbed Holding Davian's arm, "You think so too? The so-called division of art is just because of the difference in materials and methods, but in essence they are all to express beauty." Although he didn't understand what
the old man meant, Davian An still nodded. He had no idea what this thing was. When he said these words, he thought of the singing he was most familiar with, so he followed the words of the unknown old man in front of him.
"The so-called beauty should express the inner concept in a reasonable way. The essence is the same."
Alfonso looked at the young dragon prince in front of him and said something that made the people next to him stunned, " Boy, you are very talented, be my student!" "
In Caledor, your innate talent will only be buried. I will train you to be a greater artist than the Poet King."
What the hell? , I just said a few words and I want to be your student? The Dragon Prince is really easy to bully. Just when Davian wanted to take away the hand held by the old man, he found that it was motionless, as if it was clamped by iron pliers. He continued to exert force, but it was still the same.
He knew that he had encountered a tough situation, and he saw that the people guarding the old man around him were not ordinary people. In order not to cause trouble to the prince, and more importantly, he did not want to dig out more rocks, so he could only bite the bullet and say it.
"Old sir, I think Caledo is quite good. Feeling the strong wind of the Dragon's Back Mountains every day, I feel that my soul has been sublimated." But who knew that
these words made Alfonso work harder and said excitedly, "You can even feel the beauty in unexpected natural things!"
Just when Davian wanted to shake his head to express his denial, Alfonso pulled him away. No matter how hard Davian resisted, it had no effect.
In the following time, Davian gritted his teeth and faced everyone's surprised gazes, admiring the incomprehensible works of art one by one, including what he saw when he first came in, which was similar to a pool of art. The paint is splashed on the painting, even the urinal in front of me.
Davian was lost in thought. What did this old man mean by asking me, a noble dragon prince, to look at a urinal?
But Alfonso didn't care about Davian's thoughts at all, and said directly, "Boy, what do you think this thing represents?" After thinking for a long
time, Davian said hesitantly, with an uncertain tone, "I think this person, I definitely think that art is a subjective thing, there is no fixed standard, everyone can appreciate the unique aspect, the key is not the form of expression, but the inner concept."
Who knows, one of Alfonso's eyes that has turned gray suddenly shines with light, as if he has seen a rare treasure, "You are really a genius, you are a student, I am determined!" (End of this chapter
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