I AM CALLED “OLIVE”
Priortotheeveningprayers,therecameaknockatthedoorandIopewithoutceremony:Itwasoheander’smenfromthepalace,a,handsome,cheerfulandbeingyouth.In
additiontopaperandawritingboard,hecarriedanoillampinhishand,whichcastshadowsoverhisfaceratherthanilluminatingit.Hequicklyapprisedmeofthesituation:OurSultanhaddeclaredatestamoerminiaturiststoseewhocoulddrawthebesthorseintheshortesttime.Iwasaskedtositonthefloepaperontheboardandtheboardonmykneesandquicklydepicttheworld’smostbeautifulhorseinthespadicatedwithinthebordersofthepage.
Iinvitedmyguestinside.Iranachedmyinkandthefiofmybrushesmadefromhairclippedfromacat’sear.Isatdownonthefloorandfroze!MightthistestbearuseorploythatI’denduppayingforwithmybloodormyhead?Perhaps!Buthadn’tallthelegendaryillustrationsbytheoldmastersofHeratbeendrawnwithfinelihatraweehay?
Iwasfilledwiththedesiretoillustrate,yetIwasseeminglyafraidtodrawexactlyliketheoldmasters,arainedmyself.
Lookingattheblaofpaper,Ipausedsothatmysoulmightriditselfofapprehension.IoughttohavefocusedsolelyonthebeautifulhorseIwasabouttorender;Ioughttohavemusteredmystrengthandtration.
AllthehorsesI’deverdrawnandseeogallopbeforemyeyes.Yetohemostflawlessofall.Iresentlygoingtorehishorsewhiobodyhadbeeodrawbefore.Decisively,Ipictureditinmymiheworldfadedaway,asifI’dsuddenlyfottenmyself,fottenthatIwassittinghere,ahatIwasabouttodraw.Myhanddippedthebrushintotheinkwellofitsownaccord,takingupjusttherightamount.enow,mygoodhand,bringthewonderfulhorseofmyimaginationintothisworld!ThehorseandIhadseeminglybeeoneandwewereabouttoappear.
Followingmyintuition,Isearchedfortheappropriateplacewithintheborderedblankpage.Iimagihehorsestandingthere,andsuddenly:EvenbeforeIwasabletothink,myhaforthdecisivelyofitsownvolition—seehowgracefully—curlingquicklyfromthehoof,itrehatbeautifulthinl,andmovedupward.Asitcurvedwiththesamedecisivenesspastthekneeandrosequicklytothebaseofthechest,Igrewelated!Argfromhere,itmovedvictoriouslyhigher:Howbeautifultheanimal’schestwas!Thechesttaperedtoformtheneck,exactlylikethatofthehorseinmymind’seye.Withoutliftingmybrush,Icamedownfromthecheek,reagthepowerfulmouth,whichI’dleftopenafteramoment’sthought;Iehemouth—thisishowit’sgoingtobethen,openyourmouthwidernow,horsey—andIbroughtoutitstongue.Islowlyturthenose—noroomforindecision!Anglingupsteadily,Ilookedmomentarilyatthewholeimage,andwhenIsawthatI’dmademylilyasI’dimagi,IfotentirelywhatIwasdrawing,andtheearsandthemagnifitcurveofthespectacularneckwererenderedbymyhandalone.AsIdrewthebacksidefrommemory,myhandstoppedonitsowhebristlesofthebrushsipfromtheinkwell.Iwasquitetentwhilerenderingtherump,andtheforcefulandprotrudinghindquarters;Iwaspletelyengrossediure.IseemedtobestandingbesidethehorseIwasdrawingasIjoyouslybegaail.Thiswasawarsteed,aracehorse;makinga
knotofitstailandwindingitaround,Iexuberantlymovedupward;asIwasdrawingthedodbuttocksIfeltapleasantessonmyownassandanus.Pleasedbythatfeeling,Igleefullypletedthesplendidsoftnessoftherump,thelefthihatwasslightlybehindtheright,ahehooves.IwasastohehorseI’ddrawnandbymyhand,whichhadreheelegantpositioningoftheleftfexactlyasIhadceivedit.
Iliftedmyhandfromthepageandquicklydrewthefiery,sorrowfuleyes;withbutamoment’shesitation,Imadethenostrilsandthesaddlebla.Ihatchedinthemarandbystrand,asiftenderlybingitwithmyfingers.Ifittedthebeastwithstirrups,addedawhiteblazetohisforeheadandfinishedhimoffproperlybyeagerly,measuredly,yetinfullproportiondrawinghisballsandcock.
WhenIdrawamagnifithorse,Ibeethatmagnifithorse.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
additiontopaperandawritingboard,hecarriedanoillampinhishand,whichcastshadowsoverhisfaceratherthanilluminatingit.Hequicklyapprisedmeofthesituation:OurSultanhaddeclaredatestamoerminiaturiststoseewhocoulddrawthebesthorseintheshortesttime.Iwasaskedtositonthefloepaperontheboardandtheboardonmykneesandquicklydepicttheworld’smostbeautifulhorseinthespadicatedwithinthebordersofthepage.
Iinvitedmyguestinside.Iranachedmyinkandthefiofmybrushesmadefromhairclippedfromacat’sear.Isatdownonthefloorandfroze!MightthistestbearuseorploythatI’denduppayingforwithmybloodormyhead?Perhaps!Buthadn’tallthelegendaryillustrationsbytheoldmastersofHeratbeendrawnwithfinelihatraweehay?
Iwasfilledwiththedesiretoillustrate,yetIwasseeminglyafraidtodrawexactlyliketheoldmasters,arainedmyself.
Lookingattheblaofpaper,Ipausedsothatmysoulmightriditselfofapprehension.IoughttohavefocusedsolelyonthebeautifulhorseIwasabouttorender;Ioughttohavemusteredmystrengthandtration.
AllthehorsesI’deverdrawnandseeogallopbeforemyeyes.Yetohemostflawlessofall.Iresentlygoingtorehishorsewhiobodyhadbeeodrawbefore.Decisively,Ipictureditinmymiheworldfadedaway,asifI’dsuddenlyfottenmyself,fottenthatIwassittinghere,ahatIwasabouttodraw.Myhanddippedthebrushintotheinkwellofitsownaccord,takingupjusttherightamount.enow,mygoodhand,bringthewonderfulhorseofmyimaginationintothisworld!ThehorseandIhadseeminglybeeoneandwewereabouttoappear.
Followingmyintuition,Isearchedfortheappropriateplacewithintheborderedblankpage.Iimagihehorsestandingthere,andsuddenly:EvenbeforeIwasabletothink,myhaforthdecisivelyofitsownvolition—seehowgracefully—curlingquicklyfromthehoof,itrehatbeautifulthinl,andmovedupward.Asitcurvedwiththesamedecisivenesspastthekneeandrosequicklytothebaseofthechest,Igrewelated!Argfromhere,itmovedvictoriouslyhigher:Howbeautifultheanimal’schestwas!Thechesttaperedtoformtheneck,exactlylikethatofthehorseinmymind’seye.Withoutliftingmybrush,Icamedownfromthecheek,reagthepowerfulmouth,whichI’dleftopenafteramoment’sthought;Iehemouth—thisishowit’sgoingtobethen,openyourmouthwidernow,horsey—andIbroughtoutitstongue.Islowlyturthenose—noroomforindecision!Anglingupsteadily,Ilookedmomentarilyatthewholeimage,andwhenIsawthatI’dmademylilyasI’dimagi,IfotentirelywhatIwasdrawing,andtheearsandthemagnifitcurveofthespectacularneckwererenderedbymyhandalone.AsIdrewthebacksidefrommemory,myhandstoppedonitsowhebristlesofthebrushsipfromtheinkwell.Iwasquitetentwhilerenderingtherump,andtheforcefulandprotrudinghindquarters;Iwaspletelyengrossediure.IseemedtobestandingbesidethehorseIwasdrawingasIjoyouslybegaail.Thiswasawarsteed,aracehorse;makinga
knotofitstailandwindingitaround,Iexuberantlymovedupward;asIwasdrawingthedodbuttocksIfeltapleasantessonmyownassandanus.Pleasedbythatfeeling,Igleefullypletedthesplendidsoftnessoftherump,thelefthihatwasslightlybehindtheright,ahehooves.IwasastohehorseI’ddrawnandbymyhand,whichhadreheelegantpositioningoftheleftfexactlyasIhadceivedit.
Iliftedmyhandfromthepageandquicklydrewthefiery,sorrowfuleyes;withbutamoment’shesitation,Imadethenostrilsandthesaddlebla.Ihatchedinthemarandbystrand,asiftenderlybingitwithmyfingers.Ifittedthebeastwithstirrups,addedawhiteblazetohisforeheadandfinishedhimoffproperlybyeagerly,measuredly,yetinfullproportiondrawinghisballsandcock.
WhenIdrawamagnifithorse,Ibeethatmagnifithorse.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读