Stories and feelings of learning to draw.

① A 700-word composition about the stories and feelings that happened in the process of learning painting (non-Chinese painting) is due tonight! ! Please pay more attention.

My road to painting

On the road of my life, there is a winding path, and this is my way of painting. This road started when I was still in kindergarten, when I was about six or seven years old. Because I was young at that time, I could only learn children's paintings. At first, everything went well. The teacher is a great artist. She has published some books and magazines with personal exhibitions, and her name often appears in many art books. She is the famous teacher Xu Ye, who gave us a vivid lecture. The only regret is that my imagination is not rich enough to figure out what to draw, so I left the classroom by myself less than two years after I started studying. ...

After graduating from primary school, I embarked on the road of painting again. This time, there was an old teacher named Gu. She spoke more vividly, and I quickly got the gist. This is painted with an oil pastel. Maybe I'm sensitive to color, and I'm handy in choosing, using and matching colors. My paintings are tangible, colorful, meaningful and meaningful. A year later, he transferred to another great art teacher to teach. Song Feng, a 1.8-meter-tall teacher, has made great achievements although she graduated from college soon. When painting, he is calm every time he writes.

After the fourth grade, I bid farewell to children's painting and formally began to learn basic art-sketch. For sketch, it can be said that no one had any foundation at that time, that is to say, everyone was on the same starting line. I remember the first class, I didn't draw well. Everything on the paper is just in my mind, regardless of angle, light and shade, perspective and so on. Three years later. My sketching skills have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the works I draw are also different.

Now I'm still on my way to painting, and I don't know what the next road will be like. But when I look back at the deep and shallow footprints I walked through, I feel very gratified, because each footprint contains a different story. The road ahead is still long, and it may be smooth sailing. It may be bumpy and tortuous. Maybe one day, I will stop taking this road for the time being, but no matter what the road is, as long as it is a road, I will definitely get there!

Painting has a magical attraction to me.

I have been fond of drawing since kindergarten. In kindergarten, the teacher taught us crayon drawing. At that time, I was attracted by colorful colors. I like painting very much. When I was at school, I took out my brush strokes after class. When I get home, I will draw when I finish my homework, and even take a small drawing board when I go out to play.

Now, I am in primary school, and the art teacher teaches us watercolor painting, which makes it more and more difficult to learn. Once, the art teacher assigned an assignment, which was watercolor painting. This homework is too difficult. When I finished my homework at home, I used strokes, but I couldn't draw them. After a long time, I still can't draw it. I finally got impatient and threw my pen on the table. "pa!" The pen fell off the table. At this time, I alarmed my mother who was watching TV in the living room. My mother came over and asked, "What's the matter, son?" I said angrily, "Hum! I will never learn to draw again! Damn it! Painting is not good at all. Painting is a waste of paper! " Hearing this, the mother's kind face immediately turned into a serious face and said, "son, you can't do this!" Painting is not a waste of paper. What you just said is all wet. No matter what you do, you can't give up easily. He must be patient and persistent, and he can do everything well! " After listening to my mother's words, my face immediately turned red and I felt ashamed. I thought to myself: actually, my mother is right. Well, anything can be done well as long as you are patient. So, I've been thinking. After a while, I finally figured it out! The next day, the art teacher praised my homework and I smiled happily.

Although painting is difficult, it also brings me endless fun.

Grandpa likes watching Beijing opera best when watching TV, and the faces of people in it have been painted. So, I took out the palette, pen and mirror, and then drew in front of the mirror while facing the characters on TV. After a long time, I finally finished painting. I painted myself as "Guan Yu"! I ran to grandpa and gave him a surprise. Grandpa was startled when he saw it. "ouch! When did a little' Guan Yu' appear in my family? ! "Grandpa said, the two of us immediately burst out laughing.

Painting is really interesting! I like painting, and I have learned a truth from it: no matter what I do, I can't give up easily. You must have patience and perseverance. You can do everything well.

② Learn some stories and feelings in an art (painting, calligraphy, singing, etc.). ) around "I". I want examples, just 300~400 words. Hurry up! ! ! ! ! !

A beautiful handicraft.

Porcelain is a characteristic of our country. Last year, my father traveled abroad and brought me a beautiful porcelain horse. The horse is shiny black, with big black eyes and fluff on its neck. Although it is made of porcelain, it is very realistic and looks dense. This horse is very strong, the muscle texture of the legs is very clear, and the fat body of the porcelain horse seems to be kept strong enough to go out.

The most interesting thing is that it has a tail, just like a horse race on the field, which moves with the wind. The horse held its head high as if it were racing with other horses. It leads, leaving the horses behind, leaving them far behind. Looking closely, I found an inch-long "scar" on the horse's back. What happened? Is this really a war horse? Was it hit by the enemy? Anxious to solve the mystery, I quickly pulled my father over. "Dad, look, there is a crack in this horse's back." Dad is a little mysterious. He smiled and said, "This is indeed a' scar'. This scar depends on how you mend it. When your horse recovers, I think you will do something great. " I can't understand my father's words, as if there is something profound in it. "Dong", a clear and crisp sound, unveiled dad's riddle. Yes, this is it-coins. Dad said to "fill him" with it. So, I began to use it day by day to fill the scars of the war horse. The horse is getting heavier and its wound is healing day by day.

Sand accumulates into a tower, and dripping water wears away the stone. Up to now, this horse has recovered more spirit than before, and a great event is about to be completed. After the horse recovers, there will be a glimmer of hope in the hope project. Although the recovery of this horse is not enough to help a child who is out of school return to school, I firmly believe that if there are more such good horses, there will be more hope ... Comments: He is very good at describing, and the article conceives a meaningful thing, which comes naturally. The young author showed a high level of writing and cultural accomplishment in observing and experiencing life and grasping the organization of words. Writing is like being a man, and writing is like being a man.

(3) Composition about my study of painting stories.

When I was five years old. One day my mother took me shopping, and I met an aunt who was handing out promotional colored pictures. I was curious, so I took a look. There are many dense words and colorful patterns on colorful paintings. I asked my mother, "What is this?" Mom smiled and said, "It was painted by a child, a child about your age." Looking at these paintings, my curiosity was aroused. I thought, "If only I could draw such beautiful paintings." When I got home, I found the colored pens and pencils I used in kindergarten and began to copy pictures on colored paintings. After painting for a while, my mother saw my painting and said, "It's a good painting. Do you want to learn to draw, too? " I said loudly, "Yes!" Soon, my mother sent me to a children's painting training class. In this way, gradually, I became interested in painting and learned more about it.

Up to now, I have learned children's painting, cartoon and sketch. In the past few days when I learned to paint, many things are still fresh in my memory.

I remember the first time I went to a sketch class. The teacher is kind and takes care of me. The teacher said, "Learning sketch and practicing lines are the foundation." I thought, "This is a piece of cake." It's ok to draw lines at first. But after a long time, the line thickness began to be inconsistent, the line shape was crooked, and there was a "small tail" for writing. The teacher commented on my lines and said, "The lines were not bad at first, but a little rough at the back." . If you want to practice your lines well, you must calm down and persevere. "After listening to the teacher, I made up my mind to draw a good line so that I can practice when I have time. I have been practicing with sour hands and used countless pieces of drawing paper. Through my unremitting efforts, sketch painting has made progress day by day. A year later, I successfully passed the sketch band 6 exam.

Although my painting skills have improved, I still have a lot of painting knowledge and skills, which need constant study and training. I will continue to study hard, train hard, and prepare to enter a higher art hall in the future.

(4) Writing about stories and feelings in the process of learning to draw.

I like painting.

I have many hobbies, such as colored shells on the golden beach. Among them, I found a red shell containing my favorite hobby-painting. You may ask why, that was two years ago. Once in an art class, Teacher Sun took out two ordinary white chalk and red chalk and brushed them on the blackboard. Before we blink, the picture was drawn on the blackboard early. "wow! -It's really beautiful ... "I couldn't help sighing, and the teacher smiled and said," This is still a random painting! " I muttered to myself: it's so beautiful, let's just draw it casually! The pictures dripping with water on the blackboard are full of lotus flowers, some are covered with flower bones, and some are already in bloom. It was sunny after the rain, and the rain rolled on the lotus leaves, and colorful rainbows appeared in the sky ... I was fascinated by this painting, and my teacher called "Li Rui" ... Li Rui? My deskmate stepped on me, and I realized ... after class, I asked the teacher, "How do you draw so well?" "As long as you paint more and practice more, you will achieve something." At this point, I have fallen in love with painting.

Painting is a kind of "recreation" for me. "Yo-homework finished-"I jumped up with joy and took out a blank sheet of paper. My mother said, "Today! Let you watch TV for a while. " These are the three words I dream of "watching TV", but I said happily, "I'm going to paint" "Wow" "I'm intoxicated with my own painting. A little red riding hood girl went to pick mushrooms with a small basket ... Drawing is my "Around the World". "Go out to play!" My mother took me on a trip, and I'm going to take my drawing board and pencil. "Li Rui! Don't you need anything else? " I smiled and said, "I don't have to worry as long as I have a drawing board and a pen." This is my love! " "We flew to Hong Kong." It's beautiful here. "I sighed and said that I drew a" tall building "... I always carry a small luggage, and people ask me," What's in it? " I smiled and said, "It's pencil and paper. "

I love painting, because painting can make people happy. This kind of love is extraordinary and beautiful.

I like painting.

Painting, I think everyone can? In my spare time, I spend most of my time painting.

When I was a child, I liked painting very much. I also signed up for several art classes. At school, I often take out a blank piece of paper and draw pictures on it after class and on Twitter. When I was a child, I thought my paintings were good enough. When I grew up, I took them out and laughed. The picture shows that the nose doesn't match the mouth, and the offer is simply a "clown". I didn't lose confidence in painting because of this. The painting is not good, maybe it's because of the age limit!

Since childhood, my painting level has been greatly improved! These days, I paint there whenever I have time (of course, I will do something else, but most of them are still painting. ) I also learned a lot about art.

I remember last semester I specially found a small book as an art book. I also drew many cartoon pictures on it. You can also compare the differences between the current painting and the previous painting, keep the good ones and correct the bad ones. By my side, there are many students who love art, and I can learn from their experience. Art, like China's mathematics, needs to be studied bit by bit.

During the winter vacation, my sister came to my house to play, so I asked her to help me draw. I especially like watching her paint, because her paintings are lifelike and seem to jump out of them. I'm trying to surpass her. I don't think that day will be too far away.

If I draw a good work, I am as happy as if I have done a difficult problem. Isn't it good to learn to draw and enrich your after-school life?

⑤ Learning the story of painting and feeling the topic of composition is meaningful.

I like painting.

I have many hobbies, such as colored shells on the golden beach. Among them, I found a red shell containing my favorite hobby-painting. You may ask why, that was two years ago. Once in an art class, Teacher Sun took out two ordinary white chalk and red chalk and brushed them on the blackboard. Before we blink, the picture was drawn on the blackboard early. "wow! -It's really beautiful ... "I couldn't help sighing, and the teacher smiled and said," This is still a random painting! " I muttered to myself: it's so beautiful, let's just draw it casually! The pictures dripping with water on the blackboard are full of lotus flowers, some are covered with flower bones, and some are already in bloom. It was sunny after the rain, and the rain rolled on the lotus leaves, and colorful rainbows appeared in the sky ... I was fascinated by this painting, and my teacher called "Li Rui" ... Li Rui? My deskmate stepped on me, and I realized ... after class, I asked the teacher, "How do you draw so well?" "As long as you paint more and practice more, you will achieve something." At this point, I have fallen in love with painting.

Painting is a kind of "recreation" for me. "Yo-homework finished-"I jumped up with joy and took out a blank sheet of paper. My mother said, "Today! Let you watch TV for a while. " These are the three words I dream of "watching TV", but I said happily, "Draw a picture-"... "Wow-"I took a picture myself and was intoxicated. A little red riding hood girl is carrying a small basket to pick mushrooms ... painting is my "traveling around the world". "Go out to play!" My mother took me on a trip, and I'm going to take my drawing board and pencil. "Li Rui! Don't you need anything else? " I smiled and said, "I don't have to worry as long as I have a drawing board and a pen." This is my love! " "We flew to Hong Kong." It's beautiful here. "I sighed and said that I drew a" tall building "... I always carry a small luggage, and people ask me," What's in it? " I smiled and said, "It's pencil and paper. "

⑥ Stories and feelings in the process of self-learning an art (art or painting). 400 words urgent! ! ! ! !

I have been studying painting in an art training class since I was four years old. At that time, I was very uninterested, and I always painted shapeless. That's a radish. I almost painted it as an octopus. It is a dinosaur, but I painted it as a monster. So, the teacher taught us to draw a draft first, and then draw. I did as the teacher said. In less than a month, my painting level has gradually improved, which has become a common occurrence. He has made great achievements in painting and won the first, second and third prizes in the National Primary School Painting and Calligraphy Competition for many times. From oil pastel painting, oil-water separation painting, line drawing, black-and-white painting, paper engraving, gouache painting, to Chinese painting now, I like it very much. I have not only learned a lot of painting knowledge and skills, but also learned a lot of common sense, and learned a lot about the works of many painters and the world in their eyes. Soon I will be promoted again, and I will start to learn sketch and color.

Among the painting methods I have learned, the most mysterious is Chinese painting. Simple water, ink, pens and rice paper can not only draw flowers and birds, landscapes, but also animals and people. A soft brush, with the shade of ink, can show the world, both tangible and spiritual. What is even more amazing is that the ink and pigment painted on paper will not fade when it meets water. Chinese painting is really a treasure of our country.

Chinese painting is not only beautiful, but also diverse and changeable. For example, a brush with two colors can be dipped in two colors with different shades. By controlling the angle and strength of the pen, you can draw pictures with different artistic conception, and the drawn pictures have a strong three-dimensional effect. In meticulous painting, there is a technique called rendering. Just dip the pen in color and draw it on paper, then dip the clean pen in water and take out the color. If you need to control the number of renderings, there will be an excessive effect from deep to shallow, and the picture will be natural. The figures, flowers, birds and landscapes drawn in this way give people a vivid and wonderful feeling. It can be said that Chinese painting brings me surprise and mystery, and I am willing to try my best to master the essence of Chinese painting.

Painting has become a hobby of mine. Whenever I am happy, I will think of painting; Whenever I am tired, I will draw; Whenever I am bored, painting will make me forget my troubles; Whenever I encounter something difficult to express in words, I will pick up a brush. Painting brings me relaxation, happiness, enrichment and wisdom.

I am very happy, and painting can accompany me at any time. In any case, I won't give up painting.

⑦ Stories and feelings in the process of learning an art, 450-word articles and fine arts, preferably Taekwondo or painting. ......

Since childhood, my biggest hobby is painting. I once won the first prize in the kindergarten art competition!

My mother thinks I like painting so much that I am very talented. So I signed up for an off-campus art class. In an art class, the teacher asked us to draw a picture of a small animal around me. I was full of confidence and drew a dog and a kitten. I was very satisfied with this painting. After putting away our work, the teacher looked at it with his eyes. I think below: will the teacher show a satisfied smile when he sees my homework? At this time, I found that the teacher stopped staring at a painting and smiled on his face. At this time, I am also complacent. After reading all the works, the teacher announced: "The first place this time is ... Chen Tingting!"

At that time, I was like a happy bird that bumped into a UFO during the flight. After class, I came to her again to look at her paintings carefully. In front of me, I saw a green meadow and two white rabbits were playing. This painting is lifelike. Look at my work again, alas! It is better to sigh! I am so naive.

Since then, I have lost confidence in painting. But I worshipped a "master" at school. She is my classmate Xiao Lin. She taught me to draw the eyes of cartoon characters, plus her own pen and ink. Although I can't compare with Mona Lisa, my eyes can see through the hearts of anime characters, which is somewhat cute. And vicious; Some are sad. From now on, I will be Xiao Lin's apprentice. She will teach me a little at school every day. Slowly, over time, I accumulated a lot of things and improved my painting skills.

Once, when I was writing my homework, my mother told me that I could watch TV after I finished my homework. I said, "No, I want to draw." My mother saw that I was abnormal and asked what was going on. I told my mother about my "learning from the teacher" and my mother laughed.

In the days that followed, I fell in love with painting as if I were possessed, practicing every day, and repainting if I couldn't draw well. I fell down many times, but I stood up again and again.

No matter what art you learn, don't give up halfway, but persevere; Painting can accompany me at any time; I won't give up painting anyway. Although the road to learning an art is long and bumpy, I will use my strong perseverance to smooth this bumpy and difficult art road!

⑧ Stories and feelings in the process of learning painting (more than 600 words)

Pure hands, adopt it. . . O (≧≦) o

I have always believed that painting is a pure thing, which is specially provided for the enjoyment of feelings and has the directness of feelings. Its existence is not supported by historical documents and themes, without the participation of all explanatory tools, but reduces all efforts to elements isomorphic with feelings, thus upgrading artistic activities to aesthetic activities. Expressing oneself in its own structure has always been the ideal of art and the only way for art to redeem itself. For a painter, it is incompetent to establish the value and significance of painting by narrating, telling stories and political themes, which is not the right way for artistic development. If one day, the story is not chosen and the opportunity to show up is missed, everything will be in vain. Therefore, I like Mr. Chen Junde's oil paintings very much. He especially loves China culture and has a deeper understanding of the spirit of China art, so his oil paintings seem to be closer to the local connotation of China. He knows the origin of western modern painting very well, but he pays more attention to the artistic spirit of China culture. He deeply integrated the artistic spirit of China culture into his own creation, advocating nature and never pretending. Intense brushstrokes, intense color blocks, proper structure and pure phonology are the pulse of the painter's life in a specific time and space and the accumulation of the painter's life consciousness. Let me say something extreme. Some painters' paintings are smooth and sweet at first glance, but they are actually tacky. This is also an unavoidable weakness in rural areas. I think we should never paint to please anyone, to gain respect from anyone, or to win an award. Any painting with external purpose is not pure painting. Our creation should hold a sincere attitude, demanding that in a fierce and complicated environment, we can restrain impetuousness, remain sincere, and have enough persistence in our esteemed artistic ideals. A painter is like a devout religious person. No matter when and where, no matter what kind of prosperity or adversity, he will abide by his artistic beliefs and make unremitting exploration for them. I admire this kind of independent artist with strong personality. I like reading their biographies, appreciating their works and appreciating the joys and sorrows they have experienced. Don't you want it?

Have you ever studied painting? In a few words, talk about your painting experience and your feelings.

It's a long story ! !

Students with pure culture will not understand. Being able to sleep standing up is definitely not a joke. I don't believe that several art students fell asleep standing in class.