Dagon Gold Arrow - Dibba Sota Earrings

A mysterious paintbrush

On the first floor of a three-story building at 47 Ye Kyaw Street, U Ohn Pe, a painter, lived in a small, 25-square-foot room decorated with his artistic eye. The floors were polished to a brilliant shine, two large oil paintings hung on a gold-plated pedestal in the living room, brushes were placed in a beautiful glass bowl on a cajon table in the living room, a green stone vase was placed in the center of the living room, and purple curtains were installed on the front glass windows, all of which reflected the resident’s passion for art.

One morning, U Ohn Pe sat in a large wicker chair at the head of the bed, eating an egg, toast, and two slices of butter before drinking the coffee his wife had served him.

It was only half past seven, but the July morning had taken on a strange look, and even the little candles were half-dead. After drinking his coffee, U Ohn Pe took a matchstick from the table on the right and poured the matches into the tinderbox. U Ohn Pe was a very neat and precise man wherever he went. Then he lit the matchstick evenly with a wooden matchstick until it was empty.

At that moment, the teacher's wife, Ma Myanwe, came out from behind the bed, took out a cigarette from the Goldslake cigarette box on the living room table, and smoked. Then, sitting on a rattan chair, she picked up the newspaper.

U Ohn Pe, who was sharpening the sword, looked at Ma Mya Nwe and sighed. He was very fond of her beauty and was very fond of his wife , who was as intelligent as he was. He was more pleased with her knowledge than her youth. As a wise and generous man, U Ohn Pe was generous to Ma Mya Nwe in both food and clothing.

"I'm going to go to bed today, big brother."

"Go" . .

"I'm going, but I don't have any money left in my hand."

"The one hundred rupees that my brother gave me the other day"

"It's the first of the month, so I have to buy some dried fruit. I have to pay a little bit of money in the city of Kwekale. I have to buy rice. Then."

"So I haven't even paid for the sleep yet."

"How can I give you anything? I'm so glad you came to my brother's house this morning to drink his blood."

"In the 30s"

"Give me twenty of that to use as a gift. I'll buy you one, big brother."

U Ohn Pe carefully took two ten-rupee bills from his pocket and gave them to Ma Mya Nwe.

"Oh, I'll have to get a bunch of older brothers for that."

"What?"

“Yesterday, Ma Aye Than, my brother was shaking when he went out. I asked him if he could give me some of his money.”

"How much is it?"

"There are 35 left."

About three months ago, U Ohn Pe was so excited about Ma Mya that he bought it from the diamond broker Ma Aye Than for 750 kyats, which was already paid for by the owner.

"So what did the milk say?"

"I told you that there's not much work this month, so I'll just download it next month, Ma Aye Than."

"Oh, next month, I'll be rich. This month, I hope the poor people are doing well."

"Yes, the work is also very difficult. People like you don't come back these days, big brother."

Drawing can earn 300, 400,500, so it seems that Mant is expecting to pay the black coin. U Ohn sighed involuntarily and said, "One day."

Artists earn their living by drawing pictures. As they wanted to make a living by drawing good cars, U Ohn Pe drew any car to make a living. At that time, his income was not as good as that of artists who only painted beautiful things. In this way, the couple, who only liked good things, had a good income.

The cost of a bedroom is seventy-five kyats a month, and guests, blankets, and food are included in the cost of living like others, and Ma Myan Nwe is able to dress like others in weddings and charity events, and participate in social events such as garden parties, tea parties, and birthday parties. Ma Myan Nwe also has to pay a daily fee, electricity meters, and bicycles, and the cost of milk and eggs, butter, cheese, and bread, and the cost of the expensive skis that U Ohn regularly drinks, and the cost of smoking tobacco and cigarettes is not less than a month. Ma Myan Nwe is sitting there with her head down, and in the meantime, Ma Myan Nwe has bought 1,500 kyats worth of jewelry in the past three months, which has made things even more difficult.

Furthermore, nowadays, artists, except for those who have a current job and those who receive government stipends, do not have a regular source of income. They rely solely on newspapers, magazines, journals, and booksellers, and it is difficult to fully rely on them.

U Ohn Pe was thinking about his uneven income and expenses, the rising prices of foreign goods, and Myant's spending habits, and was smoking. - At that moment, he heard a voice coming up the stairs, and a beautifully dressed woman of about 30 years old entered the front living room, holding a small white handbag. ,

Ma Myanwe greeted her with a smile and offered the woman a seat.

"I'd like to meet the great painter, U Ohn Pe. I'd like to give you a small piece of work."

U Ohn Pe got up and sat down on a chair.

"Yes, what kind of work do you have?"

"I want to draw a portrait of a child."

"How big is the picture?"

"This is about the size of the teacher's drawing stick. Exactly. I can't tell."

"It's not a full body picture. Just a head picture."

"Yes, sir."

"If you just add up the total size of the rod, it's about 12 inches. That's about it."

U Ohn Pe held up an enlarged 8x32 photo of Ma Myanwe and showed it to her.

"I like the way you put the color on it."

Then Ma Myanwe said, “The photographer enlarged the picture and added color to it, and it was my brother who added it.”

"So I was also clear. I thought that if I were a photographer, I wouldn't be so flattered."

Then U Ohn interrupted.

"Which picture should I draw?"

The beautiful woman took out a photo of a woman about 23 years old from her handbag and handed it to U Ohn Zalet. The photo was a bit old, but it was clearly visible and it was a picture of a very beautiful young woman. I would guess that she was about 20 years old, wearing a nylon sleeveless shirt, her hair tied in two braids, and her clear eyes, her nose, her beautiful eyes, her curved nose, her sharp eyebrows, were all the things that writers often praise about their heroines. A necklace of beads hung from her slender neck, but the way the neck and body were connected was more a sign of class and elegance than of ordinary beauty.

They have been staring at the photo frame for a long time, even though it is a photo of Ma Myanwe.

Nwe- “Whose picture is that? What does she look like with her big sister? She’s so cute. She’s my little sister.”

Ma - "My cousin's child."

Nwe - "Oh, isn't that right? Your face is so pretty, so I thought, 'Is that right?'"

(The woman who hired me laughed) "Oh, it's not like that. He's so beautiful. Am I that beautiful?"

Nwe - "You're so beautiful, big sister. You have a beautiful face, a beautiful body. Your manners."

Ma-Oh, my dear sister. The elder sister is from the thick leaves. (Turning to Uncle Oh) This is what it looks like, sir. The old man is eating. "Yes, yes."

H - “Shouldn't it be combined with the oil?” M - “Is oil more harmful, sir?”

Zey - "Yes. Oil paint is long-lasting. And paint is not used on portraits."

"You have to apply oil with a brush, sir. What kind of construction is this, Azow Aka?"

Zey: "I'll give you five hundred."

"Yes, sir. I don't change what is good. However, there is one thing I would like to apologize for. I would like to first request that you comply with this." "Yes, what kind of alcohol will you drink? Please give me your order."

“As far as I know, artists draw thick pictures by looking at photographs, drawing the eyes to look like the eyes in the photograph, the nose to look like the nose in the photograph, and the mouth to look like the nose in the photograph. I did not draw the same thing. But I wanted to make the portrait as if the person was sitting in front of me, and I wanted the portrait to be alive. I wanted the person to be alive, like a car, like a car. What I see in magazines is a kind of figure that seems to be happening, and the work is full of figures. This is not good for criticism. //

The owner of the magazine, Bupa Ala, gave 15,000 kyats, and the last 50 kyats were enough. I compared them a little with the dolls in the Western magazines. I say this because I am not very knowledgeable. They are not like dolls. They are real.

It looks like it was filmed. I have to say that it actually feels alive.”

-"You are very artistic."

"I don't think I understand, sir. I'm just telling you what's on my mind. I don't know if it's true or not."

Oh - "Say yes"

"If you draw a portrait and put a doll on it, it's finished, it doesn't mean that it's your work. Your work is in magazines."

It's so alive. I believe that's why it became famous. So I wanted to make this woman (child's photo) as alive as possible.

When you live alone, if you look closely, this portrait speaks volumes.

It's so lifelike that I can't even imagine it. In the end, I want this girl's soul to be completely inside this doll. I can't help but ask you to understand more.

Oh - ``Yes. I understand, and the knowledge of art and science is based on what you said.

When U Ohn Pe heard the above words, he was very surprised. He was amazed by the woman's interest in painting and her nature.

I praised the painting. The person who commissioned the work first looked at the position of the painting, the ``color of the ink, and the price of the painting.//

Although she was always talkative, she did not even bother to ask U Ohn Pe what he wanted. None of the people who had been asked to speak like her had ever spoken like her. But U Ohn Pe was about to discover something even more amazing.

Ma - “Yes, thank you, sir.” Oh - “I will try my best.” “That is the first point, sir. The second point is.”

The woman who hired me paused, then took out a small brush about 10 inches long from her purse and held it in her hand.

"I'm going to stop here with this brush. I'm not saying you can't paint with other brushes. You can paint with whatever brush you want. I have nothing to say about this. But first, as I was told, I want you to use this brush one day when you are painting the portrait. The brush is the same.

The basket is yours, you can use it. So the first point is: • When drawing this portrait, you can make it as realistic as possible.

"I want you to try your best and put your life into this picture and draw it. The second thing is to use the brush I gave you to draw this picture. I would like to request those two things."

U Hto Az was holding the paintbrush and listening to the words of the painter. The portrait, however, was to be drawn in a way that was similar to the human form, or to be as lifelike as one sees it, and it was his duty to do so, even without being told by the painter. He had to paint with the brush he had given him, or at least with the brush he had been given.

It's strange that you have to use that brush when you're in a hurry.

U Ohn Za was still holding the lamp and not adjusting it, but was staring at the woman's face in the living room. The woman continued

"The last thing I want to report is why I should draw with this brush, and I don't want to ask you to include it. Those are the three points. If you accept, I'm ready to give you the start."

The work was to be accepted for five hundred, and the deposit was two hundred and fifty, so U Ohn Pe thought that only if he got a full refund like this could he pay the money to the Ma Pyeong Bayet Po Magga. Putting aside other work, he could complete this work in 10 days. There was no other work that could earn five hundred in 10 days.

Oh - "I'll give you three drinks." "That's right." - "Okay, I'll accept."

The guest opened a small white handbag with gold trim and took out a hundred-tonne bill. Then she put three of them in her palm.

“I’ll forget about the remaining two hundred baht the day I come to collect it.” “Okay. No problem. Thank you.” “Oh, how many days before that do I have to come to collect it?” Oh - “Wait, what day is it today? July 3rd.” Ma - “Can you finish it in about 10 days, sir?”//

"Oh - Then you can finish it. But it will take about 15 days. Let me draw this picture as you wish. So it will only take about 18 or 19 days."

Ma-"Okay. Thank you. I'm going to draw this portrait as close to life as I can with my hands, and use this little brush to apply the color where it's needed."

Oh - "Okay. I understand."

At that moment, Ma Myanwe went out into the courtyard, and Asima followed her, bringing a silver tray with coffee and cakes, and placing them on the small table in front of the guests.

U Ohn Az looked at the guest with a curious expression, then went to the work table and took out a paper card with his name on it.

Oh, "You have to write a letter to prove that you have 300 yuan to start with, even if it's just your name."

"Oh, yes, I haven't even told you my name. My name is Kamathi Shap, I'm in Kalaw. Now I'm alone in the Kambawza Palace."

"Big sister, please bring me some hot coffee."

U Ohnpe was fascinated not only with his artistic eye but also with his soul by the beautiful guest, Mathida.

“Painters can see the beauty of a woman more deeply than ordinary people. Portrait painters can see it even more clearly.”

After carefully pouring the coffee, Mathida expressed her great joy at receiving the work of such a prominent artist in Yangon, and added that she would like to "remember the mistakes" she had made in the painting. After saying goodbye to U Ohn Daza and Ma Mya Nwe, she left the building.

| That same day, after preparing the paper, U Ohn Daza looked at the photo that Mathida had given him and drew a sketch on the front of the paper with chalk.

| After 6 days, the picture was quite accurate and in perfect condition, and after 10 days, the details were painted. At that point, it was necessary to use the brush that Mathida had given him, so U Ohnpa took out the brush that he had neatly rolled up in a piece of newspaper from the drawer of his desk.

pomocoyocessos pos (Windsor & Newtonring, No. 16, size 6, a common camel hair brush, usually used for watercolors)

It is a type of brush (but can also be used for detailing in oil painting).

U Ohn Pe looked at the portrait of the young woman with a magnifying glass. He painted the darkest part of the face with a dark color. Rather than applying a dark color, he applied a color that meant depth. The dead eyes were not dead, but alive. He also painted the nose, the nose that smelled, the mouth//

It also became a mouth to speak. U Ohn Pe painted with that little brush, both mentally and physically. He painted with his hands. He breathed life into it. I don't know why. U Ohn Pe seemed more interested in painting this young woman's portrait than in painting other portraits.

“On the 13th day, the portrait was finished well. It was almost flawless. The background (Back Ground)edopodgo&sapS &fpeculooftfofaryo When viewed from the hand, it is not as if a figure has been placed on the background, but as if the eyes are fixed on it, the lips are moving and speechless, the rose in the hair is falling, and the pearls in the pearl necklace are arranged one by one, so clear and lively.

U Ohn Daza stared at the portrait for a long time, unable to bear it, then covered it with a piece of parchment paper and tied it with a cloth.

On July 18th, at around 11:00 a.m., Mathida arrived at U Ohn Pe's apartment. The couple

Everyone was very happy to receive him. When the portrait was shown to him from behind the clothes, Mathida said - ,

“Very good work, sir. I have never seen such a lifelike car. It is a masterpiece, sir.”

"Don't be so arrogant, Mathida. I'm not that good either.."