Section 2870 Appreciation of Abstract Paintings

"Then these two are quite compatible." Angel murmured in a low voice.

If you want to use Sweet Dream, you must go through Pink Wind, and Pink Wind can make people feel calm and relieve the burden in their hearts.

In such a relaxed mood, I fell into a beautiful sleep again, and the dream I had was still a sweet dream.

This set of positive energy chain critical strikes, I guess few people can stand it.

The benefits are naturally great, the abilities are compatible and complementary, which means mutual assistance. But there are also disadvantages, which will make people more addicted.

"Take a look for yourself first, and call me if you have any ideas." Laplace's voice came into Angel's ears.

Angel looked back and found that Laplace had floated to the outer branches of the treetop and sat on a branch. Her long silver hair hung in the air and was constantly stirred by the surrounding wind.

She looked into the distance quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Angel actually had some questions in his heart, but now that he had come to the outside of Sweet Dream, he might as well take a look here first.

Angel landed gently on the platform on the top of the tree.

At this time, there were still about 20 meters away from the sweet dream.

He walked forward step by step, and when he reached 10 meters, he already felt some emotional changes: the restless mood was slowly becoming calm.

This change in mood can be clearly felt, but strangely, there is no sense of disobedience.

There is no doubt that this is the ability of the pink wind.

Angel stopped and felt it a little. As the perception deepened, Angel's expression became more and more strange.

The effect of this pink wind is not strong, Angel can easily get rid of the influence of emotions, but... no matter how he observes and analyzes, he can't find the reason why the pink wind can calm people's emotions.

It is obviously acting directly on emotions, but there is no trace, as if you adjust your mood and make your mood happy, instead of being affected by the outside world.

If other people, they may think that this is nothing worth paying attention to, but Angel has the talent of super perception and can't find any traces, which is very magical.

The important thing is that the pink wind is just reflected, and it is impossible to perfectly restore it during the reflection process. With this push, its 'true body' might be even more magical.

The wind alone is so strange, so it is conceivable that the special place corresponding to the real world is probably even more unpredictable.

"What do you feel when you are here?" Angel asked Dangros.

Dangros thought for a moment and replied: "I don't know how to describe it, but I feel very calm."

It seems that this pink wind can not only work on living people, but also on elemental creatures.

If so, does it have any effect on spirits and awakened demons under the control of the twisted seeds?

Angel thought about it and asked the same question to Mu Ling and Ermi respectively.

However, Mu Ling did not answer, but curled up tighter timidly, almost strangling Angel's arm to bleed.

Mu Ling can't be counted on, even if the pink wind makes people feel at ease, it can't curb its nature.

As for Ermi, the feedback Angel got was the same as usual, without much change.

So it seems that the twisted seeds seem to be more powerful than the pink wind? Come to think of it, the distortion seed is made of chaos source, and chaos source is something that even Kuroli is afraid of.

Angel didn't think about it anymore and continued to move forward.

When he was about five meters away from the pink wind ball, Angel vaguely sensed a hint of mysterious atmosphere. However, when he wanted to explore further, Laplace's voice came to his ears:

"If you don't want to sleep, don't move forward. I set these pink winds so that if you get within five meters, they will automatically open an outer passage for people to enter."

"Once the pink wind is activated and the passage is opened, under the influence of sweet dreams, you will take the initiative to walk inside. At that time, even if you don't want to sleep, you must sleep."

"Unless you can resist the influence of the mysterious power."

Resist the mysterious power? Angel thought about it and gave up. If the mysterious power could be resisted, it is estimated that the budding sect would not have developed so vigorously.

Since Laplace said so, Angel still retreated.

Retreated to ten meters away again.

It was not feasible to study Sweet Dreams up close, and "research" itself was not Ingres's focus. So, Ingres decided to leave for the time being.

However, before completely leaving the range of the Pink Wind, Ingres did not forget another thing: the mural on the treetop.

When Ingres landed on the platform, he had already seen the mural, which was on the wooden platform under his feet. However, Ingres had focused on Sweet Dreams before and did not pay much attention to it. Now he could take a closer look.

Ingres circled the platform.

After having an overall impression of the general appearance of the mural, he left the platform.

After leaving the platform, Ingres stretched out his finger and pointed in the air, and a flat illusion appeared.

The picture in the illusion was exactly the mural that Ingres had recorded before.

Generally speaking, murals are mostly used to record "odes", "disasters" and "mythological history". It can be said that murals are almost inseparable from "God" and "faith".

In order to express more clearly, most of the murals are very straightforward and will not be too obscure or give rise to ambiguous interpretations.

But this mural is completely different. It's all meaningless lines. If it weren't for the alternation of light and dark, Angel would most likely think it was some kind of unfamiliar magic pattern.

Angel observed it carefully for a moment, but couldn't understand it.

Although there are some words on the side that seem to introduce the patterns, these words are also variations of the abyss demon script, and Angel still does not recognize them.

"Is it impossible to understand it using normal logic?" Angel murmured in a low voice, then turned to look at Dangros: "Come and take a look, can you understand it?"

Dangros was excited to study with Angel at first, but when he heard Angel's words, Palm's face immediately fell: "You are not normal, I, I can't understand it either."

Dangros didn't say this just to be counter-intuitive, it really didn't understand.

Angel went to look at Ermi again... Ermi sent back confused thoughts, obviously not understanding what Angel was doing.

Dangros: "Could this not be a painting?"

Ingres: "Since Laplace said this is a painting, let's treat it as a painting."

If you look at it as a painting, Ingres would probably define it as...an abstract painting.

"Abstract painting?" Angel muttered, is this really abstract art?

When Angel was young, he learned some appreciation of abstract paintings. However, it wasn't Jon who taught him. Jon's understanding of abstract painting is: If you don't understand it, just praise it vigorously, and then talk about some life insights and common principles in the world. Anyway, there is a high probability that other people will not be able to understand abstract paintings.

Angel felt that this was a bit too perfunctory at the time, so he seriously studied the appreciation of abstract paintings. I taught myself by following the "Abstract Painting Art Appreciation" on the holographic tablet.

After studying, Angel gained a lot.

I think Jon is right.

Just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, abstract painting is also idealistic. If you say you have understood the philosophy of life, others cannot refute it.

I can tell you anything about my heart's evidence.

Even if the author of the painting stands in front of you and you say that you learned about life because of seeing this painting, the author cannot refute it.

This is very similar to Gleipnir's situation. With ordinary interpretation, the author has the right to interpret; but if you overinterpret it, what do you know even if you are the original author?

So, Jon's opinion is correct.

But then again, "Abstract Painting Art Appreciation" does not completely advocate everyone's free understanding. It also has useful information.

Look at the color, look at the whole, and finally look at the human heart.

Color matching is very important in abstract paintings. Many appreciators use color to appreciate the quality of abstract paintings.

And if this mural is an abstract painting, will there be any gains from the color perspective?

With this idea in mind, Angel went to look at the murals on the ground.

The murals on the ground are carved and have no color in the traditional sense. However, if light and shadow are regarded as colors...

Angel looked at the light and dark light and shadow on the mural with thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Time passed minute by minute, and Angel remained motionless. It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came from beside him that Angel slowly raised his head.

There was no doubt that the footsteps came from Laplace.

Laplace also saw that Angel had been silent for a long time, and that the illusion of the mural was still floating in front of him, so he came over to see the situation.

Although Angel raised his head, Laplace noticed that Angel was not looking at her, but looking at the sky.

Laplace also raised his head in confusion: Is there something wrong in the sky?

After a while, Angel's voice came: "Isn't there night time here?"

Laplace nodded: "Yes, what the outside world is like when it is reflected is what it is inside. It is night, and the reflected space will be eternal night until it is destroyed. It is day, and it will always be During the day, there won’t be any changes.”

Angel: "Without the light of the morning sun and the color of the sunset, doesn't it feel very monotonous?"

Laplace: "No, you can't see the morning light here. I can see the morning light in other spaces. There is no starlight here, but I can solidify another space with starlight."

Angel scratched his head: "That seems right. You can use cohesion to solidify space and retain the best moments."

Best moment? Laplace opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but in the end he did not express his opinion.

Beautiful things are always only seen in the eyes of outsiders. Those who really live here will not feel beautiful, but will only try their best to think about how to survive.

"You seem to have been studying this mural for a long time. Do you have any ideas?" Laplace looked at the suspended illusion and asked lightly.

Angel: "I do have some ideas, but it may still be of no help."

Laplace: "Why don't you tell me."

Angel didn't refuse, pointing at the illusion and saying, "Look again."

Laplace looked at the illusion again, but this time he was stunned.

The previous illusion was a static plane, but now, the illusion is moving... No, rather than saying that the illusion is moving, it is better to say that Angel has added a little external force to the illusion.

And this external force is called: day and night.

In other words, the changes of time.

The rising sun brings the morning light, illuminating the mural carved on the wooden platform. As the sun rises, the light and shadow are slowly stretched in the convex places, and the shadow side becomes increasingly invisible in the concave places.

After noon, the light and shadow shift again.

Until the end, the sunset glow dyes the mural with a thin layer of red.

At first glance, the mural has not changed much, but there is a slight difference in light and shadow.

But when Ingres accelerated "time", in just one second, the day and night alternated, and the shadow of the mural formed another pattern that was completely unrelated to the original mural in this second.

This pattern is still very abstract, but it is more like a "painting" than the original one.

If you look closely, you can even see some vaguely familiar things.

"Did you see anything?" Ingres asked.

Laplace's heterochromatic eyes carefully observed the accelerated phantom mural, and various things kept flashing through his mind, trying to match it with it.

But... it still doesn't work.

Even if the murals have made a qualitative breakthrough, Laplace still can't understand these pictures drawn by shadows.

"It seems to understand but it's hard to understand." Laplace shook his head, looked at Angel, and said in a praising tone: "However, your discovery is indeed a breakthrough. I have never thought about it in this direction before."

"What about the wise man? He should be able to find it, right?"

Laplace shook his head: "The wise man never said it."

Angel noticed that Laplace's statement was: the wise master didn't say it, not that the wise master didn't know.

Angel personally felt that if he could guess it, the wise master shouldn't have thought of it. After all, wizards are exposed to quite a lot of light and shadow tricks.

This mural has deep excavations and protrusions. Although it can be said to be an artistic technique, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find that it shows the light and shadow situation.

So, the wise master discovered it, but didn't say it?

Will you also say that the wise master discovered it, but didn't analyze it roughly?

Just like now, Angel discovered that the change of light and shadow would cause the pattern of the mural to change, but he still couldn't understand what these patterns depicted.

If the previous murals were abstract paintings, then the murals that were deposited day and night... were still abstract paintings, but they were lightweight, at least the outlines and shapes could be seen.

"Since you can find this, you should have some guesses, right?" Laplace looked at Angel with expectation.

Angel was silent for a moment and said, "I think it's a bit like... nesting dolls."

Nesting dolls? Laplace looked at Angel in confusion, what is this?

Angel: "A toy that looks like a tumbler, which can be disassembled from the middle, and there will be a completely similar but slightly smaller tumbler inside."

Seeing that Laplace was still confused, Angel thought for a moment, and a word suddenly popped up in his mind.

He didn't think about it carefully, and said it directly: "Swaddle."

"It's a bit like a baby's swaddle."