How to write an essay about the process of learning art for someone who has studied art

Write the beginning first, and then write the declarative.

Fine art is my favorite, and I often draw a picture when I'm bored. Now that I'm in the sixth grade, I have less and less time to draw as my homework increases.

When I was very young, my mother drew pictures for me. She draws vividly. The little figure she drew was not only beautiful and moving, but also painted her a beautiful dress.

Maybe that's when I fell in love with art! When I was still in kindergarten, my parents sent me to an art teacher in Xujiawan to learn art. Thinking back to the happy scene at the teacher's house in the past, I can't help but take out the pictures I used to draw.

I couldn't help but realize how I used to draw so naively. At that time, my parents kept complimenting me on how well I painted. Maybe it's because they don't want to destroy my self-esteem!

They paved the smooth cement road for my fine art path. But it will not always be smooth sailing on this road, and the ups and downs will come soon. When I was in first grade, the teacher said that he would stop teaching children to draw, but to teach sketching.

Because, my parents thought it was a senior school. At this point, my art studies came to an end. In addition to what is taught in school.

But I wasn't intimidated by the bumps. I'm still painting at home. But painting at home is not as good as the teacher's teaching.

Once, I drew a snake, but I felt that the snake I drew looked different from the one in the book, and I couldn't change it, so I cried a lot. When my father and mother heard the cry, they came to comfort me and said that the painting was very good. But I knew in my heart that they were comforting me.

I cried even harder. Because, I don't need the comfort of others. Because, at that time, I thought that the comfort of others was the ridicule of others.

Later, I revised the painting anyway. But since then, I've been drawing harder. Until now, I've learned to sketch. Although my drawing is not very good for the time being. But I'm still trying.

I believe that one day I will see the light on the road of art.

First write what you want to learn, choose the same as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how you haven't learned in writing, and finally talk about how you want to learn better in the future. That's it!

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Author: 13252403 |Level 1 | 2008-12-16 22:12

A beautiful piece of craftsmanship.

Porcelain is a characteristic of our country, and last year my father traveled to other places and brought me a beautiful porcelain horse. The horse was black and shiny, with large black eyes and fluffy neck, which were made of porcelain, but they were very realistic and looked very dense. The horse was very strong, the muscles of the legs were very clear, and the fat body of the porcelain horse seemed to have been raised so strong that it could be used to fight.

The most interesting thing is that one of its tails, like a galloping horse on the racetrack, flutters in the wind. The horse held its head high, as if it were competing with other horses. It has its own head, leaving the horses behind, leaving them in the dust.

Upon closer inspection, I noticed a "scar" on the horse's back that was more than an inch long, what was going on? Could this really be a war horse, which was hit by the enemy? Anxious to uncover the mystery, I hurriedly pulled my dad over.

Dad, you see, there is a crack in the horse's back. Dad was a little mysterious, he smiled and said, "This is indeed a 'scar', this scar depends on how you fill it, and when your horse is healed, I think you have done a great thing."

I didn't understand my father's words, as if there was something very profound in them. "Knock", a crisp sound, unveiled the mystery of Dad's words. That's right, it's it - the coin, and Dad said "fill him up" with it.

So, I began to use it day by day to mend the scars of the war horse. The horse is gradually sinking, and its "wounds" are healing day by day.

Gathering sand into a tower, dripping water through stones, by now the horse has recovered more energetically than before, and a great event is about to be fulfilled. When the horse is healed, there will be a little more hope for the project. While the recovery of this horse is not enough to help an out-of-school child return to school, I firmly believe that if there are a few more good horses like this, there will be more than a few ...... hopesComments:

Very good at descriptive, the article conceived a very meaningful thing, the reason comes naturally, the little author in terms of observation and experience of life, or in grasping the organization of words, have shown a very high level of writing and cultural accomplishment. Composition is like being a person, and writing is like a person.

The road in life is not smooth, and it is inevitable that there will be some setbacks; However, because of the setbacks, you will come out of the darkness and usher in a sunny day.

One day during the summer vacation, my mother suddenly said to me, "Jingzhi! I can't do it without learning some art now!

Look at your sister, you play the piano so well, be careful that your artistic cells are degraded! So, I'll help you arrange a painting class once a week, so you can learn to draw hard in the future! After that, my mother took me by the hand and took me to the teacher's house.

When I came to the teacher's house, I saw that the walls were full of works, and three classmates who were about my age were drawing. With a pair of piercing eyes and an expressionless face, he looked like a stern teacher, and then the teacher told me to sit down in a chair and began to lecture......After school, my mom asked me how I was studying, and I said it was okay.

After a few weeks, the teacher said that he wanted to choose 2 students to participate in the city's painting competition, after rounds of elimination, the last two students younger than me were selected, I thought I was good at painting, but I was eliminated, it seems, I am not good at drawing. So, when I told my mom that I didn't want to study, she was amazed and said, "Didn't you have a hobby before?"

Well! My level was so poor that I couldn't even choose to participate in a competition. I said helplessly.

Oh! Is it to learn to draw to participate in competitions? If a person retreats when he encounters setbacks, will he still be talented?

Since that's the case, I don't force you, whether it's advance or retreat, you can watch it! With that, Dad left.

Enter? Withdraw? How do you choose between the two?

That night, I thought about it and felt that my father was right, learning to draw to increase my knowledge, not to participate in competitions. Eventually, I regained my courage and decided to continue learning to draw. Later, my level gradually improved, and I won the first prize in a competition.

I want to thank you for the setbacks. It was you who brought me out of the darkness.

1) Aesthetic psychology, the study of beauty and ugliness, as well as the creation of beauty, aesthetics, aesthetic education and beauty, etc., its content has the effect of emotional people, edutainment, subtlety, edification and infection, etc., which cannot be replaced by other educational methods. Moreover, with the increasing enrichment of social life, aesthetic education, aesthetic activities, beauty creation and other aesthetic education methods have increasingly shown their important role in education and teaching.

2) There are two ways for people to understand the world, one is the way of understanding science, and the other is the way of understanding art. The former uses an abstract conceptual system to reflect the world, relying on people's rational thinking to achieve the purpose of understanding; The latter uses concrete images to reflect things, and relies on people's emotions to lead to the door of understanding. In awareness-raising activities, the two complement each other and complement each other.

Of all my hobbies, learning to play the electronic piano is also one of my hobbies, and it takes up a certain amount of leisure time in my life. Guess how I fell in love with and enjoyed this art?

Here's the thing: one day, at school, there was a competition for chorus, and the whole school came to participate, and I was no exception. Our training was for the teacher to play the piano and teach us to sing.

When I heard the beautiful sound of the piano, everyone's singing came out and gave me some understanding of the piano. In the fourth grade, the teacher loves to take us to the ** room, after the teacher's explanation and playing, I slowly became interested in the piano, the sound of the piano is beautiful, and it can make people's nerves rest.

At home, I always came to sing a few songs I learned from school, and my parents saw me singing like this every day, and they also knew that I was a little interested in the piano and bought an electronic piano with me. As soon as I bought it home, I couldn't wait to play it, but I really played the piano, at this time, my father told me to calm down and play the simplest etude: "Ode to Joy", but I always couldn't calm down to listen and watch, hurriedly sat on the bench, and began to play randomly, learning the electronic piano is not as simple as I imagined.

I began to think that as long as I played the seven tones of do, lai, mi, fa, instigation, la, and west, everything would be fine. It's easier said than done, it's hard to play these seven scales well, and the basic skills are also very important, you need to know the simple notation and master the rhythm. After a few months of study, I learned this piece and was able to play and sing it by myself.

Under my father's guidance, I learned more tunes: "Nursery Rhymes", "March of the Volunteers" and so on. Now at home, I am often fascinated by the beautiful music of the electronic keyboard, and whenever I play the school song "Nursery Rhyme" smoothly on the keyboard with my fingers, my mind seems to return to school to go to class, play games, and play with my classmates.

Whenever I indulge in the sound of my own piano and hum a few words with my head shaken, my mood seems to be extremely comfortable, as if I have eaten a ginseng fruit, and all 36,000 pores in my body have opened.

I love **, I love the electronic keyboard, I love the sound of the piano that can cultivate temperament. I want the wonderful ** to fill my future and delight people's hearts. I will continue to work hard to learn various cultural knowledge, continue to practice, improve my piano skills, and let my family and friends enjoy my beautiful piano sound.