Van Gogh Reborn!

“Bahahhaaaaaa.”

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Aunt Mirae laughed till her last breath when I told her what happened yesterday.

“Ah, my stomach hurts… It’s….. really funny.”

“……”

Aunt Mirae wiped her tears and placed both of her hands on my cheeks.

“Was our Hun scared? You thought your grandpa was dying just because he bought you some delicious food and a new smartphone? HAHAHAH”.

It was strangely annoying when I heard the word ‘ha’.

Aunt Mirae pressed my chin gracefully.

“ Yeah, I know how you felt. When I was young, if my mom suddenly bought me something expensive then it meant something was going on in our house. "

“It…. was just a misunderstanding.”

Who would have known that the medical technology in this world would have improved so much that it is easy for people to live till 100 years old

At my time just living till 60 or 70 years old means they lived a long life.

“By the way, what do you want to buy?”

“Anything.”

"Why? Isn’t it better to buy a good one if possible.There are so many designs.”

“I don’t know why I should buy it.”

“Well. when Hun goes somewhere, and if you wish to talk to your grandpa or to your Aunt Mirae or to contact your friends this will be useful.”

If I need something to say something, I can just send a letter, and if it is urgent, I can just use a telegram.

But why do they want me to buy a million won smartphone?

I'd rather buy paint with that money.

“What do you want…Let’s check what are the latest models available.”

Aunt Mirae pulled out something the size of a small canvas from her bag.

When she tapped the side section, a screen appeared.

“What is this?”

"Tablet, is this your first time seeing one.?"

“Is it like a smartphone?”

"Yes."

“What’s different?”

"Uh…well, the screen is big?"

Phones, cellphones, smartphones, tablets.

It's hard to remember. 

Why did they give several names even though only the shape is different?

“It is convenient to have a large screen for simple tasks. You can play games and draw pictures.”

"pictures?"

“Want to see?”

Aunt Mirae manipulated the tablet.

“You can draw with this.”

She took out something like a pen

“Here…. try it."

I was skeptical whether I could draw with this, but the world is full of things that I don't understand.

So pretending to be deceived, I moved the pen on the thing called tablet.

"Huh?"

"Wha…what is this…?"

“ You can make corrections. If you press the white square picture and move the pen, you can erase the part you don’t want.” 

It's so clean, it's white as if there was nothing from the beginning.

It's creepy.

“Can I keep drawing?”

"Yes. As much as you want.”

When Aunt Mirae pressed something with her hand, the lines she had just erased returned.

How is this possible. Word’s stopped coming out of my mouth.

“I think Hae raised you very sternly. Kids these days get used to these things even before they can walk.”

What kind of magic device is this?

How can you draw whatever you want? and can erase as many times as you like, and you can restore what you accidentally erased.

This is a miracle invention.

I became curious, so I touched this and that, but I don't know what it is.

“Now, from here to here, if you select it like this then copy and paste it….wola.”

“Ha….How.?”

There were two pictures just like what I had just drawn. 

Perfectly the same, without a single error.

"Is…..is this Black magic.?”

When I turned my head towards Aunt Mirae in shock.

She laughed.

“ HAHAHAH… our Hun’s reaction is really cute. So what about this?"

Aunt Mirae brought up a picture, and when she clicked something, it became an oil painting in an instant.

I got goosebumps all over my body.

Looking at the tablet I rose up from my seat.

But this time it changed into black and white.,

As if It's not enough, the picture itself changed to blue colour.

I was so surprised that I shook my head in astonishment.

"Ahhh…What should I do? Our Hun is so cute.

Aunt Mirae suddenly hugged me.

Since I was in a state of shock, I couldn't react.

Soon after, she released me, showed the tablet thing and asked.

“Are you curious?"

" Yes…What's this?"

"It's an application feature called Filter.”

"filter?"

Are you saying it’s filtering something? I can’t understand it, but I must have this.

“ Aunt Mirae….I want this.”

If I don't buy this now, then I will regret it for the rest of your life.

“If I had this, I would be able to paint without holding back since there was no material cost.”

If there is anything that needs to be fixed, there will be no need to paint the painting all over again.

"Well. In the long run, it costs less money than it does on the canvas. it doesn't even consume that much paint.”

The work time will be much shorter, and I will be able to take care of tasks that you never thought of until now.

I can't wait to see what I'm going to draw with a multi-colored pencil.

This is a blessing from God.

An item from a different dimension.

“ Aunt Mirae..Let’s go quickly. It’s going to be sold out.”

"It's okay. You can buy them at any time.”

What the hell happened to this world?

What has happened in the past 130 years. 

How they treat this miracle device as if it’s a normal thing.

"Let’s see… These days, WH and pineapple products are the finest. For Hun, maybe the WH tablet will be easier to handle."

“It's great to be able to use a variety of paints.”

"Yeah. you can use it all.”

“I wish they had multiple brushes.”

"Some apps don't feel comfortable because they don't have many brushes?”

“But the problem is, the working environment is different."

Once again.

People these days don't know how to explain things to someone, who doesn’t know anything about it.

It is understandable why the children's keep repeating the question ‘why?'

Seeing my confused expression, Aunt Mirae kept thinking for a while and opened her mouth.

“ Hun, Do you know a painting like this is a little different from painting on a canvas.”

"Why…?"

“For example, no matter how talented a person is, your [sunflower] can be distinguished from a fake one, right?”

"Yes."

“However, if you draw in a file like this, anyone can easily copy it. like before.”

Ah…That could be a problem.

“You mean you don’t know which picture is real?”

"Yes. But it's not such a simple matter. The direction of Hun’s painting will change.”

"direction?"

“Some people, like Henry Marceau, are willing to buy the painting even if it’s expensive because it has an intrinsic value when painted on canvas.”

I hope there will be many such people in the future who buy my paintings.

“But if you paint here, would anyone really need to buy such paintings? They can just copy a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand?”

"Huh….”

“So the picture you drew with this is completely different from the painting you sold. If Hun is really popular, then you can earn more money or else you can't earn at all.”

I don't want to live the life of the poor just because I don't have enough money again.

“There are also advantages.”

“What advantage?”

“Once you draw, you can keep it forever, and when you take a picture of the canvas it doesn’t convey the subtle feeling. right”

I nodded.

“But if you draw here from the beginning, there is no such difference. So many people can see Hun’s paintings as they are.”

“……”

“Also, there are a lot of things that are difficult to see directly on canvas. But, if you post it on the Internet, anyone from any country in the world can see Hun's drawings.”

To sum it up, a picture drawn on a canvas has an intrinsic value, and a picture drawn on this tablet has the ability to be shown to too many people.

However, I have no intention of giving up oil painting or ink painting, even if it does not make a lot of money.

Nor do I want to give up on this mysterious new magical device.

“Can I do both?”

When asked in a confused face, aunt Mirae blinked her eyes a few times.

Once again, she hugged me.

I don’t know why people in this age like hugging that much.

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Ko SooYeol wished to show his grandson Ko Hun the masterpieces of several masters all around the world.

He felt like there would be something for his grandson to feel and learn. 

Also felt that it would be great if he could get new inspiration from it.

Next year winter will be a very good time to go back to school.

‘Since It would take a long time to go to many places around the world.'

In the case of large museums, even a few days was not enough to see all the paintings.

‘Two months.’

‘No, it should be atleast for three months.’

Koh Sooyeol's worries deepened as he had to decide on whether to send his grandson to a school in Korea or to stay and live abroad.

‘Shall we move to Paris? London is fine, Venice and Berlin are also good options…… New York or Santa Fe isn't bad either.'

He couldn't decide on which city to choose because he wanted to create a good environment for his grandson to develop his art.

The big city is a good place to experience various cultures and exhibit paintings.

On the other hand, considering Ko Hun's sensibility, he wondered if a quiet village with nice scenery would be suitable.

He wondered if his daughter and his son-in-law had taken Ko Hun to various places because of these concerns.

While he was in deep thought his grandson Ko Hun, who had gone out to buy a smartphone, returned home with Mirae.

"Grandpa…Grandpa…!"

The grandson for some reason ran towards him with an excited expression.

Ko Sooyeol smiled and welcomed him.

“Hahahah. What makes our Little Hun feel so happy?”

"This one! See this one Grandpa. Do you know with this I can draw, but I can also do synthesis. Do you know the synthesis?”

“ What is it?”

As he pretended not to know, his grandson, who explained everything without knowing it properly, looked adorable.

Jang Mirae came behind his grandson with a smile on her face.

“Sorry teacher. It's a little late because we've been looking at this and that."

“Thank you and sorry for the trouble.”

"What trouble teacher.? Thanks to Hun I had fun after a long time."

Jang Mirae smiled and turned her head towards the computer monitor illuminating pictures of various cities.

Ko Sooyeol, who saw that explained.

“I am thinking of going on a European tour with Hun.”

"Ahhh. so envious. Where are you planning on going?"

“I’m thinking about it here and there.”

Ko Sooyeol thought for a moment.

He then looked at Ko Hun, who was engrossed in the tablet and was touching several things.

“Hun. Where do you want to live?”

Ko Hun tilted his head and turned towards Ko Sooyeol.

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Do you like living here? Or do you like Europe, where you lived for a long time.?”

Ko Hun blinked his eyes.

“For example, how about London.”

“I hate there, because it rains a lot, the air is bad, and there are a lot of murders.”

“……Then what about Paris?”

“I hate the smell. There are a lot of mice."

Jang Mirae, who stood behind Ko Hun also nodded her head.

When she was a college student, she recalled an experience of going to Paris to study with bloated dreams, and she was greatly disappointed.

"then?"

“I like it here. Grandpa, look at this. You can also find pictures with this. Pa…. Pa.. bu……. Lo. Picas…. So.”

Ko Hun searched for pictures of Pablo Picasso on the web and showed it to Ko Sooyeol as if bragging.

Ko Sooyeol smiled as he stroked his grandson’s head.

He also studied in the US, France and London, but he never thought it was good to live in a big city.

However, it did not change the fact that he was able to gain knowledge and experience that could not be obtained in Korea.

“Are you really okay?”

“No problem. I can draw anywhere as long as I have a canvas and brush….and also this tablet.”

Ko Sooyeol smiled at the matured words from his grandson, who said while focusing his entire attention on the Tablet.

"okay. It's not urgent, so let's go on a trip and think about it slowly."

"Okay."

“Then, where do you want to go?”

Ko Hun stopped his hands which were working on the Tablet. 

He Thought for a moment before opening his mouth.

“Is there really a place called the Van Gogh Museum?”

"Hohoho. So, do you want to go there?”

"Yes."

“Okay, then let’s go to Netherlands, the land where the greatest painter in the history Vincent Van Gogh was born.”