Chapter 393
Broad strokes, majestic momentum, a verdant forest, and clouds enveloping the mountains.
This really was an unparalleled masterpiece.
Phillip was totally captivated by this painting. He didn’t expect that a teenage girl could produce such profound artwork.
"Last night, when Rose handed over this masterpiece to me, I couldn’t believe such a good painting came from a little girl. So, I asked her to prove it, and guess what? She drew this part of the painting in less than five minutes!"
George pointed to the top left corner of the work, his words filled with surprise and admiration.
Phillip quickly looked up, eager to see, "Where’s that part? I want to see it too!"
George was at a loss for words. "You already got the whole painting, why do you want that part? That part is mine!"
Seeing his son determined not to give in, he lowered his head again to admire the painting.
George was very fond of the atmosphere of that part, which could be framed even if it was cut out separately. It depicted overlapping mountains with a profound sense of depth.
Recalling that part, he was once again deeply impressed by Rosemary’s painting skills. He didn’t expect such excellence from such a young girl.
"The mountains and trees in this painting are so well done, and the waterfall is falling straight down, the clouds shadowing the mountains." Shirley couldn’t stop praising the painting. "Rose has done it all so perfectly, her painting skills are so exquisite."