To Our Pure Little Beauty

Chapter 45

The next day, I went to work as per normal, Jungkook went to accompany his parents and Yeri, in that time period he made a phone call to me, and said he was in some garden looking at sculptures. The moment I heard the word ‘sculptures’, the artist cells in my bones began to hoot and howl wildly, supposing that my artist cells had mouths.

I asked Jungkook, what kind of sculptures were they? He said, humans, animals.

I then asked him, what materials were used then? He said, metals, plaster.

I asked him again, are the lines elegant then? He said they weren’t straight lines.

I ultimately was left without choice, I could only tell him, then you tell me about a sculpture which left the deepest impression on you. He said, there was a bronze statue of a famous poet, with his head raised and chin facing the sky that left a very deep impression on him, because the colours were very trippy. 

The moment I heard that I was very excited, I questioned closely, asking in what way were the colours trippy? He said the entire bronze statue was a golden copper colour, but there was a circle of ash gray at the poet’s raised chin.

I pondered for a moment, and explained to him that that was most likely to highlight it’s beard, in artistic expression, using something as a foil to another was a very important type of technique. What you saw was an entire bronze statue of that poet, perhaps that artist was actually using an entire bronze stature to highlight that circle of white beard hairs, perhaps it was a symbol, to symbolise that the truth was unafraid of time and hardships and so on.

Jungkook said, Lisa, you have allowed me to understand that art is really connecting.

I said humbly, you’re too kind, you’re too kind.

He then said, artists really don’t have it easy, in order to symbolise that theme you said, he most likely thought of many methods, only then could he get the birds and pigeons to perch on that poet’s chin every day and poop.

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You see, how difficult us artists have it, we even have to take care of the toileting locations of birds and pigeons.

In the afternoon, we had a meeting that lasted the entire afternoon because of the manhua, the thing I hated most in this life was having meetings, not ‘one of (the things I hated) most’. I always felt that with a group of people sitting foolishly in a circle, there at least ought to be a bonfire lit in the middle or something……

Our company never held meetings, really with only three people, Suga also was ashamed to say the two words “hold meeting”, but the other company was different, when we reached their conference room, we jumped in shock, there were a circle (of people) densely packed and sitting round an oval table, seated sparsely surrounding them were even some girls holding big black books, looking like secretaries.

The meeting was smelly and long, there was a whole mass of conversation about the tentative plan for the manhua, then after a long time (it turned out that) there was not even a single member in this meeting who knew how to apply screentones, they were merely doing it as a mere formality, in any case, it was all good as long as the manhua I drew in the end had a prop that was their company’s reading machine.

After the meeting was over, Suga took the initiative to suggest that he wanted to upgrade the office equipment for me, he said that he was going to change my computer, my scanner and my drawing boards and et cetera completely to the newest ones. Even though when I drew comics, I was accustomed to first use pens to draw, then scan it to the computer for colouring, with regards to the matter of wasting company funds, I was still extremely passionate.