Van Gogh Reborn! - Chapter 62
Gold marceau, silver marceau, and rainbow colored marceau stood side by side in the garden.
The raised chin posture was so arrogant.
I didn’t expect that he would make two more of the same thing in a short time.
When I look closely, not only the coloring and the material are different, but the expression was also a little different, which makes me speechless.
“Wow…”
Uncle Bang, who [Marceau’s jewel] for the first time was impressed.
It’s definitely a masterpiece, but I wondered why was he so adamant on giving this to me.
Grandpa’s quiet garden has become an outdoor salon for narcissistic Parisian.
“This is [Marceau’s jewel], isn’t it? Wasn’t this the work that was revealed in Paris last year.”
“Yes.”
“It must have been a hassle to send it to Korea. I guess you guys are surprisingly close. I was a little worried with the way you two talked to each other yesterday.”
“Not at all Uncle Bang. We are not close.”
At first, I felt sorry for him because I thought he was a lonely man, and it was true that I felt a moment of goodwill yesterday, but now I understand why grandpa hates him so much.
He will never listen to what others say.
“My garden”
Grandpa said, while wriggling his lips.
He seems to be very angry.
Grandpa grabbed the hammer in the yard.
“Come on, Mr. Ko Sooyeol.. Wait a minute.”
“Don’t stop me Curator Bang. I Should break it down?”
“It’s a work of Art. As an Artist, you shouldn’t do such a thing”
“ It’s that punk’s fault for dropping it in my garden. I’m just going to fix it.”
“What do you mean fixing. Aren’t you trying to break it?”
“ Say curator Bang. Can you calm down when such a hideous thing was dropped in your house?”
“Hun, you are the one who can stop Mr. Ko Sooyeol. Ask him to calm down”
Uncle Bang appealed to me earnestly.
I approached the furious grandpa holding a hammer.
“Grandpa stop it, you’ll get hurt.”
“…Ahhhh.”
Fortunately, grandpa sighed deeply and regained his reason.
“I’ll bring protective glasses and gloves. It’s a big deal if you get hurt while breaking that marble. Especially in areas as weak as the eyes. It’s also not possible to break it by hammering it once or twice, so you should also be careful with your hands.
As I was about to go to the studio, Uncle Bang grabbed my wrist.
“Hun, wait a minute. You should also calm down.”
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Saturday, March 11, 2028.
Ko Hun’s {Sweet Happiness} was successfully completed.
The first exhibition, visited by 130,000 people in two weeks, went up and down several times on the news of the three terrestrial broadcasters and comprehensive programming channels.
It remained at the top of the search word rankings of each portal site, and community forums, SNS, and New Tube were full of stories related to Ko Hun.
Videos and photos posted by domestic and foreign celebrities gained popularity, drawing more responses than actual visitors, and the public interest was still burning even more after the exhibition.
The reason was Yoo Jang, chairman of WH Group, the No. 1 businessman in Korea, Christine Nolan, Henry Marceau, known as a genius painter and billionaire, and Richard Phillips, a world-class product designer, were expected to be attending the auctioning of Ko Hun’s painting.
Who will be able to get their hands of the famous art work [Frost Wheat field], which Art historian Caroline Streak, praised as the work of new era.?
Opinions were divided among the people.
It’s amazing.
Is there no auction broadcast?
On the New Tube channel of the WH Art Museum.
Today at seven o’clock.
Oh, my. We only have an hour.
It’s the first time I’m looking forward an auction broadcast.
Honestly, I’m curious. But the answer is already decided, isn’t it? Yoo Jang, who has the most money, will buy it.
If it goes into a price competition, that’s true, to some extent.
Just because they are rich, the rich won’t spend money recklessly.
That’s right. No matter how much money you have, you have to think whether it’s worth it to buy it.
Then Henry Marceau will buy it again.
Henry Marceau really likes Ko Hun’s paintings. I think both Henry and Hun are close personally. Aren’t they?
[LINK] [Henry Marceau, delivery to Ko Sooyeol’s house]
Henry delivered his work to Hun’s house because Hun didn’t accept it at Paris.
Why did he make three more statues?
Hun didn’t take one, so he made two more.
It’s like the story of Gold Ax and Silver ax. Henry rewarded Ko Hun’s honesty with three statues.😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆😆
Seeing that they’ve been playing prank with each other for a long time, I guess they’re close.
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Just before the auction began, the media attempted to interview potential winning candidates.
In particular, many people were curious about the relationship between Ko Hun and Henry Marceau, so most reporters wanted to interview Henry Marceau.
When Henry Marceau stepped out of the hotel, reporters rushed in.
“Mr. Henry Marceau! Is it true that you are attending the auction today?”
“How much do you think [Frost wheat field] will be auctioned off?”
“What’s the pick of the millionaire Henry Marceau on [ Sweet Happiness] and [Frost wheat field]?”
“Fierce competition is expected! How are you feeling?”
Henry Marceau, looking down at the reporters, wriggled his eyebrows.
“What did you just say?”
The eyes of all the reporters blinked, confused by the reporter pointed out by Henry Marceau.
“What?”
“What did he say?”
Henry Marceau growled as a reporter who did not understand why he was angry, and avoided eye contact.
“Did you think of me as some kind of a beggar?”
“What?”
“It’s not a millionaire Henry Marceau, it’s a billionaire. Write the article properly.”
The reporters stared blankly, then began to ask questions again when Henry Marceau moved with his secretary.
“Are you saying that millionaires are beggars?”
Reporters provoked resistance, but Henry Marceau didn’t even listen.
He just got into the car driven by his secretary.
“Ko Hun was said to have received [Marceau’s jewel]. Please answer why you sent it.?”
Then, when asked by a reporter, Henry Marceau lowered the window.
“Live while thinking.”
Korean reporters with little experience in dealing with Henry Marceau were speechless before being angry at his rudeness.
Henry Marceau’s car started moving as he said the last words.
“I have his work, so does it make sense that he doesn’t have my work?”
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The auction will begin soon.
It is exciting to see what kind of master, the paintings will meet. especially [Frost wheat field].
All works are the same, but it’s a painting that has a special place in my heart.
The first work in this life was [Sunflower], but [Frost wheat field] was the first work I didn’t drew as Van Gogh, but as Ko Hun.
As it is a work that summarizes me, moving on and beginning to walk in the future, I hope it goes to a good person.
While I was thinking the car stopped and Uncle Bang opened the door.
I entered the auction house with a somewhat excited look.
The atmosphere was good.
It’s already full.
The price of the painting will be decided by the buyer, but my heart was shaken by the fact that there were so many people who want to buy my painting.
“ Uncle Bang. Have you ever been to the Marceau Gallery?”
“Yes. I went there 2-3 years ago?”
“How much do I need to build such a gallery?”
Uncle Bang raised his eyebrows and agonized.
“Well, the price of land is important for the building. The price changes depending on where you want to build it.”
“Doesn’t it cost a lot to build a building?”
“It does cost a lot to build a building on that scale.”
“Why Hun? Do you want to build a gallery?”
“Yes.”
“Haha. Marceau gallery must have made a big impact on you.”
It was very impressive.
There was a private studio and the exhibition room was large, so you can exhibit any work, and thanks to the ability to sell paintings directly, it has little impact on income.
At the same time, since many people visit it, the Marceau Gallery is not only my dream but also every Artist’s dream.
“It will cost a lot of money to run that kind of thing, right Uncle Bang?”
“Yeah. You need a lot of money to manage it. There will be a lot of staff.”
It doesn’t end with just building a gallery.
There should be a source of revenue to maintain it.
I have to be responsible for the livelihood of not only me but also the gallery staff.
If I was super rich like the rich Bully, I will be less worried, but for me now, I have to think seriously.
“If you want to hold an exhibition, you can rent a space. There is no need to force yourself to build it.”
Uncle Bang said as if it was nothing.
As he said, renting a place like this exhibition may be economical.
But that’s not what I want.
A place which can exist as a bridge between painters and the public, away from those in power, whether it is political power or power from goods.
I want a space where the artist can act as an independent being.
To do so, I have to draw a paintings that will be loved by people.
‘Can I do that?’
‘Will I be loved?’
This is a very difficult question.
If there is anyone who gets cheered by the public just for drawing what he wants to draw, he is a blessed genius, and in that sense Henry Marceau is a true genius.
A successful painter who can force his stubbornness to the public.
Apart from his personality, what a wonderful and beautiful thing that is.?
I envy him.
What should I do?
The answer cannot be easily found, and the future exhibitions will be my journey to find it.
“Oh, I forgot. I contacted the Whitney Museum of Art.”
Uncle Bang broke my thoughts.
I wondered what it meant, and when I waited for an explanation, he delivered the good news.
“A man named Eric Dower said he wanted to invite you. I asked if it’s okay since it’s a little late and there’s no painting to display, and he said it’s not a problem. He said it was fine as long as you could come with a work before May.”
“Sure.”
“Don’t you have to think about it?”
“I just wanted to see. It’d be nice if I could bring a painting with me.”
“Ha ha. That’s right. They said they’d make room for you in the first week of May. The rest of the preparation will be done by this uncle. You just need to draw.”
It’s the world’s largest art festival where so many artists of this era will gather.
I can’t miss such a place.
“ Hun…Let’s get up. The auction is about to begin.”
Uncle Bang said something incomprehensible as soon as we stood up.
“Maybe your dream will come true soon.”
