Van Gogh Reborn!

Chapter 190: Awakening (8)

Chapter 190: Awakening (8)

Chapter 190 Awakening (8)

Go Suyeol and Bang Taeho turned their heads.

They also wanted to know why Henri Marso participated in the Arnuvo Competition.

It was understandable that he would want to be on the stage that he led himself, considering his usual actions.

But they were curious about his motive for joining the competition while hiding his identity, when he always wanted to be the protagonist.

Henri Marso did not answer for a while, just looking down at Go Hoon. He only opened his heavy mouth after Go Hoon raised his eyebrows and asked again.

Soon, everyone will look up to me.

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He did not answer the question, but said something irrelevant.

Before they could ask again, Henri Marso continued.

It will happen soon. Something that Marso, who liberated color, and Picasso, who liberated form, could not do.

Henri Marso and Pablo Picasso, the painters who represented the 20th century.

Henri Marso, who used color fiercely and powerfully like a beast, and was known as the founder of Fauvism (Fauvisme: wild beast), was praised for liberating color.

Pablo Picasso, who observed the object from various perspectives and restructured it on the canvas, was described by people as Cubism (Cubism: three-dimensional), and was praised for liberating the object from form.1)

Both of them were great painters who brought change to painting.

Henri Marso said that he would change the flow as they had opened a new era.

I had to check before that.

What?

They asked, hoping that he would tell them the reason for participating in the Arnuvo Competition if they let him say what he wanted.

Whether I have the right to do that.

His eyes, which dared to say that he would open a new era, were serious as always.

Do you need something like that?

Yes.

Marso said firmly.

If I cant embrace you, Im nothing but a technician.

What are you talking about? What does your art have to do with me?

Marso closed his mouth again.

He said something incomprehensible after staring at me for a long time.

Because you symbolize the future.

He always overestimated me.

I asked you before.

His eyes, looking down at me with his chin up, were full of enthusiasm.

What will you draw?

I had been asked before what kind of art I would do.

It was very fun to see the works of various artists and understand them.

I get inspired by the ideas and emotions that I never thought of, the structure and perspective.

If I used to express myself completely in the past, I have been trying to communicate since last summer, when I lost my memory.

Im trying to let them know me and get to know them, the people who live in the 19th and 20th centuries and the same era.

So.

I cant answer the question of what kind of art Im going to do.

Its important to be able to comfort and console yourself with a picture of a terrible loneliness that you cant bear alone.

The reason I draw is because I have no choice, and thats why the act itself becomes the purpose.

Ill find out when time passes.

Henri Marso showed his back.

He walked away quickly and Arsene politely greeted him and closed the door.

He didnt answer the question, he just said what he wanted and left.

He must have wanted to compete on equal terms.

Grandfather said.

Terms?

Didnt he say that he was nothing but a technician if he couldnt embrace you? He must have wanted to finish something before revealing what he was preparing.

What is he preparing that he mentioned Marso and Picasso?

Bang Taeho asked.

I dont know.

Hmm

Im hungry.

The awkward atmosphere continued until Chasi-hyun told them it was lunchtime.

Come to think of it, its lunchtime. Teacher, shall we go there as you said yesterday?

Sure.

Even when they arrived at the restaurant.

Even after the food came out, I couldnt forget what Marso had left behind and couldnt fully enjoy the taste of bouillabaisse.

You must have thought you were the best, but thats a mistake. I also wondered why this moment came so soon. Like Klimt.

As I chewed on his words, I felt like I knew a little.

I had heard from Pierre Malraux before that Marso had a sense of inferiority towards me.

I dismissed it as nonsense at the time, but it seemed to be not entirely false.

I didnt think Henri Marso, who was loved by the whole world for pushing his own style and theme with determination, would see me like that.

No, I think I didnt want to think so.

Objectively speaking, I succeeded at a young age.

Its obvious how that would look to those who do art.

Some people were friendly, but there must have been some who couldnt accept it.

Even if they werent like the man who caused a commotion at the Marso Gallery, how many people would be happy to see a 10-year-old, 11-year-old kid easily achieve what they had worked hard for decades?

Not everyone is an adult.

Im the same.

It was shocking to me that Henri Marso, who was such a great artist to me, looked at me like that.

But if he did feel inferior to me, I had to see him again.

I only thought of him as a strange writer who was full of pride.

He acknowledged me and wanted to compete with me on equal terms.

Ive been making a name for myself since last year, but I cant compare to Henri Marsos fame.

The name value was bound to affect the result in the Arnuvo Competition, and all the other participants did not hesitate to reveal themselves.

Its natural, since the essence of art is to reveal oneself.

But I have a hard time doing that, as Im in the process of establishing my style through various works and conversations.

Henri Marso adjusted to me and hid himself and participated in the competition.

How pure is that.

His inferiority, which I cant understand, is true.

The way Henri Marso tries to overcome it is pure.

Noble.

How can he do that?

How many people can face their inferiority with dignity, without showing envy or jealousy?

If he can love himself, and acknowledge not only himself but others, can I call him selfish and arrogant?

I respect Henri Marso.

But.

I dont have the desire to beat him, or to compete with him.

I just want to talk about painting with him, like when I showed him <Mask>.

Hoon, is something wrong with your food?

Grandfather asked me with concern, as I was not eating because of my deep thoughts.

No, Im eating.

I ate the fish fillet that the staff had prepared.

It had a deep taste that was completely different from the steamed fish I had in Samcheok.

There must be people like that.

I lifted my head at grandfathers voice.

I wonder if theres any need to compete, but wanting to be ahead of others can be a strong motivation.

He seemed to see what I was worried about.

Marso seems to think highly of you.

I nodded, and Bang Taeho joined grandfather.

Why. Marso and Picasso were like that too. They bickered, but in the end they became the best painters by competing.

They understood each other the best.

I dont know much about the relationship between the two masters who created the movements of Fauvism and Cubism through competition.

Grandfather and Bang Taeho said that the two, who were 12 years apart, competed and stimulated each other, and eventually created great works.

Well.

That would be fine too.

If Henri Marso wanted to talk to me like that, I couldnt help it.

It was also a way of communication.

The second night of the Arnuvo Competition came.

The number of votes, which had been around 500,000, increased greatly in a day, reaching 1,671,282.

<Beauty>, which interpreted the classical style with Orientalism in a modern way, recorded 384,395 votes, an increase of 262,586 votes.

It maintained the lead.

<Summer Weave>, which induced an illusion by using a simple pattern of fish and pomal, secured the second place with 342,613 votes, an increase of 227,764 votes compared to the previous day.

The art world was turned upside down by the fact that the first and second works accounted for 43.5% of the total votes.

Does this make sense?

Alex, who ran an art channel called Alex Factory on NewTube, tilted his head.

He was deeply impressed by <Beauty> and <Summer Weave>, but he never thought that a few works would monopolize the votes in the art world where the value was diversified.

You like it

Over again The works are good.

Bullshit

When the viewers told him not to be unreasonable, Alex frowned.

No. Its not bullshit, its weird. There are 1,789 works participating. And these two are not known as famous artists works. But they are so overwhelming?

The viewers agreed with Alexs point.

<The Most Beautiful>, which had ranked 10th on the first day and attracted attention, was revealed to be Blanche Fabres work today.

Among the works that received high votes, only <Beauty> and <Summer Weave> were works by unknown artists.

Its a shitty thing to say, but the work is a brand fight. The market determines the value of the work by its recognition, right? But this means.

Alex opened his mouth as he checked the posts on the chat window.

Its very positive. Really. Maybe a lot of people who are not interested in art have come in and made it possible. Its a stupid thing to separate the work and the artist, but this phenomenon doesnt seem bad. How many people came?

Alex opened an internet window and searched for tourists who visited the Arnuvo Competition.

Wow~ How come so many people came?

The tourists counted by SNBA and Atout France, the French tourism agency, were about 470,000 a day.

Yeah. The real artists should bow to SNBA and Henri Marso, right? Who else can plan such an event? Whitney Museum? No. Now Arnuvo Competition is the top, right?

Alex exaggerated the situation with an angry voice.

When hundreds of thousands, millions of people gather, it becomes popular in itself. Then, like Beauty and Summer Weave, the mainstream is created.

A viewers question caught Alexs eye.

Why is it important to have a mainstream?

He said as if he was frustrated.

Muggles are born. People who are not interested in art usually say this is cool, this is good, and go to the art museum. And then they find a work or an artist that suits their taste, and the art market itself grows, right?

Thats true

Muggles

Hes funny. How many people do art for money? Its something that only rich people do.

Right. He has his own color, but Alex seems to highlight the popularity.

Its because of these bastards that its isolated. Then cant poor people do art? Is it something that only rich bastards can do? Dont you know that its a denial of diversity to do something that only rich people can do? Do you have a manager? Get rid of them all. Those who only link popularity with money are really short-sighted. Diversity comes from where many people can challenge, and that means you cant do it without money? What kind of crazy bastard does art without making money? Poor artists are all old stories. How can you draw when youre starving?

Alex was very excited.

Wait and see. Works like Beauty and Summer Weave have to keep coming out to change the market. The rotten water has to wash away those works to get life. Even if you dont know who drew it, those who drew it will change the art world, right?

[Timi donated $100]: You became a monthly champion after appearing on CBS. You also teach the viewers

Oh, Timi bro! Thank you for the $100. Teach me. How dare I teach the viewers. Thank you! Thank you!

A bright smile bloomed on Alexs face, who had been raising his voice in frustration.

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1)Cubism is translated and widely used as three-dimensionalism, but there is also an argument that it is correct to express it as cubicism.