Devil's Music

After finishing his meal, Abigail took him to the UK National Gallery Exchange Exhibition Hall and ran to her office to print out the materials she had requested. Left alone in the circular room, Abigail brought the chair that she had prepared for him to the center of the table, and raised her arms like always.

I sat down and looked at the two paintings of George Sora.

“Well... there's only one thing I need to look at in the 'Waterplay in Asnier'. A man in red swimming shorts sitting with a crooked waist just in front of him. ”

I looked at the man with the biggest gun drawn in the center of the picture.

“Surely the man's hair is red. But more than half of the dots are black. Half are red, half are black, and about 10 percent are brown dots, but I still see that man's head as red. ”

The gun turns its head and sees another picture hanging right next to it.

“And the point in the second picture 'Sunday afternoon on Grand Jatt Island’ is the back of a woman holding her child's hand in pink skirt. Her pink skirt, to be exact. Brighter than any pink one, though he is also marked by lightness in black and gray

It's showing red. ”

What happened on the chair was a little closer to the picture.

“And this is the closest I can get. People sitting or standing in shadows due to hills or buildings that are not visible in the picture are clearly standing in a darker place than the color of the background, but the color of the clothes they are wearing is clearly expressed. ”

Standing in front of the picture, he crossed his arms and severely looked at all the parts of the painting, hearing the door open, and Abigail leaping out 200 pages of paperwork that appeared to slip away.

“Here's the paper you asked for! ”

I felt the weight of the paper, and I smiled bitterly.

“Thank you, that's more than I thought. ”

Abigail took another piece of paper out of the file and said,

“I've also printed out a short summary just in case. Would you like to see? ”

“Oh, thank you. That's a big help. ”

Abigail gladly looks at the matter and quietly retreats after focusing on the paper she gave you. A brief summary of Michelle Eugene Schuben's paper was published in the case.

Scientists Michel Eug™ ne Chevreul, Ogden Rood and David Sutter wrote papers on color, optical effects and perception in the 19th century. Scientific and non-scientific discoveries like Herman von Helmholtz and Isaac Newton.

It has been translated into harmful form. Chevron was probably the most important for artists at the time, because he created a pale and intermediate color cycle.

Chevron is a French chemist who has restored old tapestries. As he restored the tapestries, he found that the only way to properly restore certain parts was to consider the effects of colors around the lost wool (wool fibre), which was the week of

If I didn't know what the stool dye was, I couldn't get the correct color. Chevron found that the two colors were slightly overlaid or very closely juxtaposed, with effects that appeared to be different colors from a distance. The discovery of this phenomenon is the foundation of the visualization technique of neoimpressionists.

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Chevron also found that after the observer saw one color, a complementary 'persistent' appeared, exactly the opposite. For example, after you see an object in red, you see a green remnant in the original object. The persistent effect of this complement (for example green in red) is that the retinal

It's a door. Impressionist painters who are interested in the interactions of colors use color in their paintings. Chevron advised artists not only to paint the objects to be depicted, but also to add colors and adjust them accordingly to gain harmony. Shubjiang mentioned the harmony

The so-called "emotion."

With the print in hand, the last word came into one eye with a serious eye.

‘Emotion... I don't know why I chose this word, but it's very interesting that it's a complementary constellation. The red-haired man I'm looking at, the woman in the pink skirt, must have noticed the exact color. And it's probably the background color and the tube around it.

There's got to be a system. ’

When the gun raised its head again and looked at the picture, Abigail tightly clenched her fists and gave a nervous look.

‘Helpfulness was successful! It's time to take a step further. ’

Abigail, standing beside the gun, speaks in a small but calm voice, as if not trying to break his focus.

“When you're studying about genius artists, you hear a lot about" insanity, "but when you're studying about George Sora, you hear“ scholarship ”and“ exploration. ”His research work, which started with the school library,

not just the work of the masters of the age, but also the scientific knowledge of optical theory, geometry, human proportions and so on. ”

Abigail swallows her saliva as she watches the gun nod slightly and listens to her story.

“Georges Sora is a Dutch painter and painter," written by Vere de Schifferville. because Schifferville argued in his critique that line and color are expressive symbols of human emotion. ”

Looking back at Abigail, she was focusing on the painting. I was trying to keep my eyes focused on her, but Abigail was distracted by the thought of looking at herself and focusing.

Y, sexy!! ’

The man who was focusing on something was beautiful. The expression of a handsome man like that who made a slight impression and looked at himself and organized his thoughts blew Abigail's mind away. I turned my gaze to the ceiling for a moment and told Abigail.

“Can I ask for a little more clarification? ”

“Yes, yes? Yes, yes! ”

Abigail was embarrassed and rushed to open the paperwork, and the paperwork she had secured to the iron fell to the floor.

“Oh! I'm sorry. ”

Helping Abigail, who was squatting on the floor and picking up a piece of paper, the eye holding a piece of paper was fixed to the sentence on the document.

“So the upward diagonal line is a symbol for vibration, turbulence and explosion, the color is red, the horizontal line is a symbol for equilibrium, serenity and order, the color is white, the downward diagonal line is a symbol for concealment, depth and shadow, and the color is black? ”

When Abigail heard Abigail's case, who was gathering the legs together in a skirt, crouching, and picking up the paperwork, she put the papers in the paperwork.

“Yes, if you look at the last piece of Sora's circus, you can see that it reflects those theories very well. ”

The gun pops out its lips and looks back at the paper.

“The circus is not in New York Metro Polytan, right? Is it in the National Gallery in the U.K.? ”

“No, it's at the Orchet Museum in Paris, France. It's unfinished, so I don't rent it to other exhibits. ”

“Oh... Georges Sora was a French painter, by the way. ”

After looking at the document with a long pout, I pulled out my phone and searched for the circus of Georges Sora. I looked at the image that appeared on the screen and zoomed in to see more detail. The man in the black tuxedo you see on the right side of the picture turned his head down.

Doug.

‘This man's black suit is yellow and black, but it is clearly a black suit with yellow light. It's clear. We need to study this man's work. ’

You smile at Abigail, a little distance away, to see if the gun won't disturb you.

“I've been a big help today. Now I'm going to look at more paintings, so get to work. because you don't have to be there. ”

Abigail nods slightly because she wanted to be by his side, but didn't want to disturb him.

“I'll be around. Let me know if you need anything. ”

“Yes, thank you, Abigail. I'll buy you dinner. ”

“Yes? The bar, the rice? ”

“Yes or no? ”

“Oh, no! Joe, that's great! ”

“Okay, I'll make a separate appointment. ”

“Yes, yes! ”

Abigail, whose soul flew away, stepped back like a servant away from the king. A thick piece of paper that Abigail left behind in the round room was placed on her thigh and handed over one by one. The sound of handing papers over to a quiet room, squared away, silent room.

As I hovered around, a white face came up from the wall between the picture and the picture.

The white face that appeared on the wall between the paintings was very peculiar, but it was as if someone had carved a piece between them. Half of his face is revealed, and the case reveals the face of Amduras in his dream. His eyes were closed, his eyes were wide open.

I plugged it into the back of my.

‘Four emotions. That is the human limit. If you cross that line, I may have to take away your powers. Protect the line, child. If you cross that line, even a kiln may not be able to protect you. ’

Amduras' eyes, which had always been half playful, shined deeply. His eyebrows, which were looking at the back of the gun with a slightly scary look, suddenly flew up and hid his face behind the wall. At the same time, the door to the room with the gun was opened. A door opens in a quiet room.

The sound breaks your focus and you look surprised with your face raised.

“Yes, Director Lynn? How did you get in here? ”

Unlike usual, Lin grips the door hook and looks at the back wall of the gun with sharp eyes. After looking back at Lynn's strange behavior, you see a wall hanging only on the painting, and then you look suspiciously.

“Director?”

Lin looks through the room again and sees the case. Lin, who was making a scary face unlike usual, asked.

“What's the matter? Is something wrong? ”

Lin smiles brightly for a moment as she looks at the matter.

“I'm here to tell you something. Can I get you a cup of tea? ”

Suddenly, I saw Lin smiling with strange eyes.

“Now?”

“Yes, it's about business. ”

“Oh, what time is it? ”

“Nine o'clock. ”

I looked surprised and saw a bunch of papers on the chair.

“Huff! Already? I thought I saw it for a moment... But Abigail's still struggling with me today, so let's go. ”

Leaving the case alone in the circular room, Lin looks at the wall on either side and shuts the door quietly. She stares into the room until her eyes close.

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