Day seven.
I failed again.
No matter how quickly I draw it, the oil pastel dries up due to the ti difference.
It doesn't matter whether the draft is drawn without lting, but there is no way to control the lted, over-painted paintings to revive the texture of peeling.
If it hardens completely, the texture will not be there, so I wonder if there is any other good way.
"Hun, let's go to eat,"
Grandpa called while I was worried about how to proceed with the work.
"Do you go out and eat? You've been staying at ho the whole ti. You need to go out and refresh yourself."
Grandpa does have a point.
Sotis you need to ventilate yourself and look for a different perspective.
I went outside with grandpa.
It's been a week since I went out, so it was pretty bright when I ca out.
Flowers bloom here and there, and the snow is pleasant.
It is especially good because there are many flowers and insects that I don't know.
I entered the restaurant with grandpa.
It's full of food that I've never seen before.
"Gyukatsu?"
It's called gyukatsu because it's fried with beef sirloin.
No matter how delicious it may be, it was a very expensive food that cost 15,000 won per serving.
It's my first ti eating it, but Aunt Mirae said it's delicious.
Aunt Mirae tells a lot of interesting things, and her information is worth trusting.
I'd like to order.
Grandpa called the staff.
A young man, who looked like he was in his early 30s, approached with a smile.
"Yes."
He looked at grandpa and alternately.
"Give two of these gyukatsu, Hun, do you want to drink fruit cider?"
Even just cider is delicious, but fruit-flavored cider is my favorite.
Yes, grandpa.
Which one do you want lon, peach, and apple?
"Apple."
"Two apple cider, please."
"Yes, thank you. Please let know if you need anything or if there's any inconvenience."
The man headed to the kitchen.
While waiting for food, I told grandpa about my worries.
Can I take a break from school tomorrow?
Yeah, Its only two weeks away, so youll have to concentrate. Instead, you have to study hard with grandpa when you're done with the preparations."
"Yes, grandpa."
Ti doesn't solve everything, but nothing happens without enough ti.
No matter how talented a person is.
"Drinks Sir."
This ti a young woman brought the drink.
The bubbles are bubbling.
This must be delicious.
When I drank it with a straw, the freshness washed away the stuffy mind in an instant.
The sll of fresh apples spreads through the nose and passes through the throat.
The sweetness in the mouth is also excellent.
It's the perfect drink to refresh yourself.
It's delicious. Right grandpa ?
Ahhh Very Sweet.
It doesn't seem to suit grandpa's taste.
He frowned a little and then laughed.
Ill put it on the fire.
The staff who brought the drink brought a small stone stove this ti.
With a long stick, she set fire in an instant.
"What's this grandpa ?"
When the food cos out, you can cook it here a little more depending on your taste.
I guess it's like pork belly at.
Soon after, the food ca out.
A bright reddish-red beef was wrapped in a tempura coat.
It was so red that I wonder if I can eat it as it is.
It is better to cook it more on a stove.
I put so gyukatsu on the stove with grandpa.
"You can eat warm, without getting cold."
"I know. right."
Grandpa and I tend to eat slowly, and this is very good.
As the small furnace continues to heat up, the at on top of it not only cooks but also slls good.
We dont have to worry about the food getting cold.
When I took one piece and put it in my mouth, the juice full of fat flowed down.
It's hot, but you can never spit it out.
How can the at be this soft? Did they beat up the cow?
I ate another piece in haste.
How is it? Is it good?
It's good grandpa.
I was observing when I should eat the at again.
Suddenly a question arose in my head.
If I can keep the temperature constant, I can draw with oil pastels on it.
It will keep the liquid state, and it will be able to prevent the degree of hardening from changing with ti.
It would be much easier to peel it off if the exact ti was known.
"Grandpa, can I get a bigger one like this?"
"Do you want more? Shall I order extra at?
"Not at, but stove. A heat-controlled one.-
"I can get it if you want. What are you going to use it for?"
" The oil pastel was so stiff that it was hard to take it off. I think it would be great if I could keep lting and harden it all at once."
Grandpa kept blinking.
It's okay as long as it doesn't harden, so it's not dangerous.
What are you going to do?
It'll overlap and Ill peel it off with a knife."
Hmm?
Grandpa tilts his head.
Ko Hun seed to have found a way at last, but Ko Sooyeol thought he had co to a different conclusion than his.
Yeah. Let's find out."
Ko Sooyeol was confused by his grandson's extraordinary request.
Ko Hun said he wanted to overlap the paintings, so he had to find a plate with an even surface, and as a result, he got an iron plate, used for cooking.
Is this all you have? Is this fine Little Hun?
It's fine, grandpa.
With Ko Sooyeol watching. Ko Hun raised the fra to fit the size of the canvas.
If the temperature was high, the lted oil pastel would boil, and if the heat was concentrated on one side, there was no aning in getting an iron plate.
Fortunately, a skilled technician was found, and the temperature was adjusted by placing warm wires under the iron plate.
When it reached the right temperature, Ko Hun took out the oil pastel that had been lted in advance and made a color.
Ko Hun began to paint on the iron plate.
It was his first ti dealing with paint that did not harden, so he had to be careful.
The image of the self-portrait that he had thought about hundreds of tis in his head was projected onto the iron plate, but even for him, who had painted thousands of oil paintings, this task was not easy since he had to reverse the image in his head.
But soon, an unexpected problem occurred.
The lted oil pastel lost its shape with a slight shake.
Although he believed in his skills, the process was not easy.
Ko Hun, who decided that this would not work, turned off the power.
Even if he didn't think he would succeed in the first attempt, it was worse than his prediction.
Ko Sooyeol approached Ko Hun
It's not easy. huh?
Yes.
Ko Sooyeol, who had only listened to Ko Hun's request all this ti, asked his grandson for the first ti.
"Why did you think of drawing it like this?"
When I saw the gyukatsu, it reminded of the person who made pancake art on Newtube.
Pancake art?
Yes, he painted with dough.
Ko Hun showed a video of a person painting with pancake dough on New Tube.
The person in the video separated different colored dough and spread it on the pan as if stacking it up and upon turning it over it revealed a cute character.
Ko Sooyeol was impressed by the Pancake art.
"Oh, that's amazing. Still, I think it would be difficult to describe in detail.
"I thought I could."
Ko Hun had been practicing various things for the past few days, but there was no actual result, so he had no choice but to be frustrated.
Ko Sooyeol patted his grandson on the head.
"All works are completed after failure."
Ko Sooyeol, who thought that his grandson, who had been successful until now, had t a wall and was disappointed, comforted him.
Do you want to challenge your goals or do you want to compromise with reality? I don't think there's anything wrong with either choice."
Ko Hun didn't answer, just listened to his grandfather.
"Compromise doesn't an failure. It's about setting a new goal."
Ko Sooyeol placed significance on the fact that his young grandson made such an attempt.
Even if it was a difficult goal to achieve, he thought he could reach the place through trial and error.
"I want to try again."
Ko Hun turned on the power and scratched the oil pastel on the iron plate.
He cleaned out the lted oil pastel and picked up the brush again.
He carefully painted even one brush stroke with the No. 2 round brush.
It doesn't have to be exactly the sa.
Ko Hun thought constantly.
It was to get rid of the known image, the given image, and the self, connected with the past.
The face to be removed did not have to be the sa as the face to be exposed.
Rather, he thought that the intention would be clearly communicated if there was a difference.
Let's give up on small things.
Ko Hun recalled that the pancake craftsman drew a simplified character while allowing delicate work.
A bold omission
The amazing sense of color which expresses the impression of the object was his strength.
This ti the work has been going on for quite so ti.
Ko Sooyeol stood by his grandson just in case of an accident.
After about half an hour, Ko Hun finally began to cover his face, which occupies the largest area.
The light and shade were bound to be simple.
Ko Hun, who divided the darkness and brightness into three stages, mixed lted oil pastels to create skin colors.
Then, Ko Hun turned off the power.
Assuming that it was heated one more ti anyway, it was judged that it would be stable to apply skin color paint after hardening once.
While waiting for the oil pastel to harden, Ko Hun did not stop thinking.
If it's going to harden again, I can paint it from the ground up. It's easy to paint over the surface. If I divide it step by step, cool it down, repeat it, and then lt it again later, will the shape be maintained?'
How long has it been?
Ko Hun, who confird that the oil pastel was hardened, filled the skin color.
Waiting for it to harden again, the night was already deep.
Oil Pastel had to harden enough to completely separate from the iron plate, so Ko Hun finished the ninth day and went to sleep.
The next day.
Ko Hun, who woke up early in the morning, went to the studio as soon as he washed his face.
He carefully took a thin plate to remove the oil pastel that had hardened on the iron plate overnight.
With a little bit of strength, the oil pastel fell off easily.
Ko Hun, who carefully moved it to the plate and turned the picture upside down, bit his lips.
Thanks to the abandonnt of detailed descriptions, the form was maintained to a certain extent, but that's all.
There were mixed and deviated places.
Once again the boy pulled himself together and cleared the iron plate.
I can draw it like it's torn from the beginning.
Ko Hun ca up with several thods.
He did not need to express the torn part conspicuously, but it was possible only with the pictorial expression
However, the peeling feeling could not be the sa as the real thing.
Even if it gave a three-dinsional effect, it could not be the sa as a three-dinsional work.
Ko Hun wanted to express sothing that was torn and peeled off sohow.
So he thought about it again.
"Ah."
Suddenly a flash of thought crossed his mind.
(To be Continued)
Trivia
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Pancake Art
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