Van Gogh Reborn! - Chapter 38
[Henry Marceau shows off his robustness]
[Ko Hun sells his second painting for a whooping 4 million Euros]
[The Greatest Artist gets resurrected by a genius boy]
[Who is Ko Hun who rejected [Marceau’s jewel]?]
[Richard Phillips, “[Marceau’s jewel] is a jewel of mankind”]
[A single day visit of 10,000 visitors to Marceau Gallery]
Last Saturday.
Richard Phillips, a world-renowned product designer who visited Marceau Gallery Auction, commented on [Marceau’s jewel] as follows.
“When a young genius breathed life into the body made by a master Artist, human Henry Marceau was completed. When the lost master offered his hand, Henry Marceau was reborn as an Art.”
Meanwhile, Han Yiseul, a cultural critic, commented that it was a work that sounded like an alarm to contemporary art that are forgetting the communication with the audience.
Amid high praise from celebrities, 10,000 people visited the Gallery on a single day wanting to see [Marceau’s jewel].
The discord with Ko Hun overturned the evaluation of Henry Marceau, who had built a negative image among the critics.
Henry Marceau sold his works at the auction for 3.2 million euros and 4 million euros, respectively, showing off his never decreasing popularity.
Korean genius Ko Hun’s [Guest] was also sold for 4 million euros and standing shoulder to shoulder with Henry Marceau’s [Henry Marceau 766].
The most expensive paintings of the year ranked first and second stood side by side.
Meanwhile, it is not known about the person who bought Ko Hun’s [Guest].
When the media focused on the relationship between Henry Marceau and Ko Hun, the critics were confused by Marceau’s art style change.
The trend of contemporary art was tailored by breaking away from the past style.
However, [Marceau’s jewel] presupposed a perfect formative beauty and realistic description as if reminiscent of the Renaissance era.
Although Ko Hun’s eyes were not delicate, Henry Marceau’s unique arrogance and his solitude were felt in the eyes he painted.
In addition, the hands completed by Henry Marceau after rework were also at the center of the attention.
The body carved with gold marble is Henry Marceau’s brilliant majesty and splendid background.
The calluses and wounds-filled hands depicted who Henry Marceau as an Artist.
It was a work that fully conveyed the thought and reflection to look into oneself.
A work that can be understood and felt.
An Art that tried to communicated the message to the audience.
It was far from the trend of contemporary Art that excluded communication.
The same goes for Ko Hun’s work.
[Guest] was different from many of the paintings that used to give an artistic vibe.
Anyone could understand the meaning of the work.
It was able to share Vincent van Gogh’s feelings.
The evidence can be found by looking at the way the enthusiastic public responded.
There were a lot of people looking for [Marceau’s jewel], and stories about the genius Ko Hun continued to come up on the Internet.
A small number of critics cautiously speculated that the flow of art may change, led by Henry Marceau and Ko Hun.
“Hmm.”
Jang Mirae, an assistant professor at Korean University of Art, scrolled through the French Art Forum site with interest.
There was a discussion on how to understand the two most talked about Artist at present.
After World War, many painters realized the horrors of war and their helplessness at the same time.
Until then, the sublime of art they had continued had no meaning in the face of violence.
The pursuit of beauty and the joy of enjoying it had no meaning in the face of reality.
Painters began to abandon the tradition.
Not only did they give meaning to the act of seeking beauty, but also destroyed all existing art forms.
The new art form that emerged was the art of studying oneself.
The new art that began in that way gradually lost its form, leaving only Artist’s self rather than the Artist study on himself.
And now, when even such a spirit does not exist, only the bizarreness that no one knows, including the creator himself, remains as Art.
Jang Mirae was an Artist who resisted this trend in the Art world.
As much as she was supported for her views, she was often rejected as a shallow artist by the contemporary Artists.
She was worried about Ko Hun because she knew better than anyone else the pain of being pointed at as a weirdo.
However, it can be seen that the public opinion is changing little by little due to this incident.
“It’s fascinating.”
Jang Mirae wanted to put her hopes on the small ripple caused by the sudden action of a 10-year-old boy.
Jang Mirae turned her head towards the monitor and looked at the comments in the forum.
Has anyone seen Ko Hun’s drawing?
Me. Even though the materials used for painting is important, I never knew that someone could express such an emotion with just color pencils.
It’s really nice to understand the feeling behind a painting. I can tell what it means just by looking at it a little bit, but I don’t think I know all of it.
I also felt the same way. I can feel something, but I can’t say it clearly.
Ko Hun said this at the auction. ‘I would have written it if it was something that I could express verbally’.
Is he really 10 years old?
Since people like it this much. Perhaps artists will also be able to look at Art from a different perspective.
Yes, I also think so. The Artists should stop talking about their Art themselves and let the Art talk in their stead.
Jang Mirae smiled gently looking at the comments.
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December 31, 2027.
Michelle Platini, who toured the office where she worked for six years, breathed out a small sigh.
When she sorted out all the stuff she had, the office that had only felt cramped seemed so spacious.
The Curator’s job was a one, that she started even before she earned a master’s degree.
To fill in the lack of experience and knowledge, she visited various exhibitions and Galleries and learned about the work little by little.
She didn’t forget how happy she felt, when she was able to deal with the work of her favorite artist.
She was confident that she was the only curator who could make Henry Marceau’s work stand out the most, which had already caused various controversies even when she was a student.
Work gradually increased, followed by responsibility and authority.
In the meantime, her relationship with the Artist also changed over times.
From a college mate to a business partner and then as a lover.
And finally…..
It has reached the present.
From the first time she met him, she loved him and that didn’t change even now after she broke up with him.
Henry Marceau is always her favourite Artist.
She thought she could leave without regret since Henry Marceau didn’t show any change even after the break up.
“Ugh.”
After letting out a big sigh Michelle picked up the last box from the table and started moving out of the Gallery.
When she reached the exit of the Gallery.
Henry Marceau was standing in front of the door.
Michelle, a little surprised, asked as if nothing had happened.
“Are you here to say goodbye?”
Henry Marceau did not answer.
He just leaned against the door and looked at her.
The gaze was burdensome.
When Michelle Platini went to the door, he had no intention of moving away.
“Can you move out of my way?”
Henry Marceau opened his mouth.
“Don’t go.”
Michelle turned her head as she faced the gaze that looked at her gently.
“What did you say.”
“………….”
When Henry didn’t answer Michelle tried to force herself out, and Henry opened the way.
When Michelle started walking out, Henry spoke facing her back.
“What do you want me to do?”
Michelle put the box down and looked back.
“Why don’t you look for someone else? You’re rich, aren’t you?”
Michelle sarcastically criticized Henry, who believes that people and even love can be bought with the money he has.
“I don’t need anyone other than you.”
Michelle folded her arms at Henry’s serious attitude.
It was the first time she heard Henry saying it.
She never thought Henry Marceau, who is blunt, would say something like this.
“It’s funny. You act just like a child, who doesn’t care about the toy he has, but suddenly when someone takes away the toy, starts crying for the toy.”
After finishing her words, Michelle tried to lift the box again, but suddenly Henry snatched her wrist and said with firm eyes.
“Don’t go.”
“Let me go.”
Michelle tried shook off his hand.
“I’m sick and tired of cleaning up all the mess you make. Don’t you have a lot of money? Find someone you like and use them as you like. Don’t be bothered about me.”
Henry, who was listening to Michelle, opened his mouth.
“I don’t need anyone but you.”
She couldn’t communicate.
It was always like this.
Whenever they fought, he just blindly demanded and hoped that she had to do whatever he wants, and never cared about asking what she needed.
Michelle shook her head as if she couldn’t bear it any longer and turned around.
“You.”
Henry grabbed her wrist once again.
“I can’t see you dealing with other people’s works.”
He was cowardly until the end.
“Don’t hang other’s paintings.”
He never brought up what she wanted to hear the most.
Michelle couldn’t trust him anymore, who only gave her loneliness even if they were together.
Michelle could never understand what his true intentions were and what he thinks of her.
“Don’t make me laugh. Whatever I do, it’s my job. It has nothing to do with you. As a Curator, I want to deal with many other artist works and I can’t do that as long as I am here”
Among the works displayed in the Marceau Gallery over the past six years, only Ko Hun’s [Guest] was not Henry’s.
Henry Marceau swallowed his saliva.
He hesitated for a while and spoke in a slightly low voice.
“Do it here.”
“Do whatever you want. Hang whatever you want to display here.”
Michelle, bewildered by Henry’s proposal stared at him and replied.
“Don’t pretend to be kind. There are plenty of places to work besides here.”
“How much do you need?”
” …what?”
“How much do you need? I’ll give you whatever you want.”
Slap
Michelle slapped Henry in the face.
Tears started forming in her eyes.
She couldn’t forgive him for ruining the memories she had at Marceau Gallery, the memory she loved the most in her life.
“That’s all you can say? Do you think money is enough? Did you think I worked and slept with you for money? Did you think of me as some kind of hooker.!?”
Henry slowly turned his head.
“Find someone who likes money! There must be a lot of people who want to work with you for your money. Why are you worried about me?”
“Tell me. What you need and what you don’t like here?”
“I don’t like you. I don’t like that attitude of yours. Are you the only artist in the world? Are you the only one who can do the sculpt? There are many good places to work! There are as many people who would wish to work with me! Why should I be here?”
Michelle spilled out all her resentments.
Henry opened his mouth while watching her breathe heavily.
“My work doesn’t feel complete without you. There is no one who can replace you.”
Michelle snorted.
“Where does that confidence come from?” Do you really think that you can’t work without me?”
“Yes.”
Henry never doubted Michelle.
He truly believed that no one in the world other than Michelle Platini could exhibit Henri Marceau’s work in the best possible way.
Michelle Platini was different from the bugs who laugh in front him but gossip about him behind his back.
Michelle Platini was the only one who truly understands him and displayed his paintings in the best way, that can express its beauty.
But he didn’t know how to treat her.
All he could do, as a person who had never loved anyone other than himself, was to give her a high salary, buy her a house, car, and hand over her more authority.
Henry said the word, he had never said to anyone, looking at Michelle.
“Michelle, I can’t live without you.”
Michelle was bewildered by Henry’s immature confession.
Strangely, she felt a vague emotion, that she had never felt from Henry in Henry’s words.
Henry, who was looking at Michelle, opened his mouth again.
“Michelle. Don’t leave me.”
