RETURN HOME
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I'm on my way to the gallery after spending time five days in Zurich, we just come back last night and I'm already eager to see the painting. Lucas driving us to the gallery while I was sitting in the back seat with my husband. My heart thumping with eagerness as I hold his hand.
The madhouse.
Francisco Goya produced it between 1812 and 1819 based on a scene he had witnessed at the then-renowned Zaragoza mental asylum. It depicts a mental asylum and the inhabitants in various states of madness. The creation came after a tumultuous period of Goya's life in which he suffered from serious illness and experienced hardships within his family.
That's what I read from the art archives. Now that I'm about to see the terrifying painting once again, to find out the 'code' he left there.
We have arrived.
Taehyung take my hand as we enter the gallery. It's early before the gallery open for business. He enter the pin and the door automatically open, we step inside and directly went to the back of his office where he keep the painting. I wait for him to open the door. The wind blown from the room as the door open wide. My eyes we're fixed on the painting that hanged on the wall behind his desk.
Relax room of his. This supposed to be for family only, cheerful and happy. With this painting in our sight is not really match the theme around. Not with our kids seeing it.
I walk closer to the painting, scanning every inch of it, try to find the code he left here. every detail, every corner, every scratch of skillful paint.
"What you looking for, baby?" He stands behind me when I look back.
"A code. It's gotta be here somewhere." I look back at the painting.
"Code what?"
"Numbers, letters, anything you can find. Do you mind if I take the painting down?" I look at him to asked permission.
"Of course." He helped me get the painting down and place it to the table.
And then I take my time to look closely. After all these years, this painting still quite shining and sharp. It's like the hand have their own mind to create such a wonderful creation. Considering his condition, he still can made such a great painting, it was painful to see. Then why Hoseok decided to bought this painting? What he is trying to show me?
"It's more than two hundred years." He said, chiming next to me. Referring the painting.
"You understand arts, where do you think da Vinci left the code in monalisa portrait?"
"Its hidden on the right below the hand." I stare at him with hope.
"What if he's not da Vinci who left the code. What if he's someone who doesn't know anything about art or even interested to art. Where do you think he will write the code?" Now it's his turn to stare at with with confused. Absorbing my question.
"I'm just a gallery owner, I am not an expert but if I'm in that position, I'll write it down the frame, because putting some code scratch by pen or pain even a small one, it will cost so much the the original painting. It will ruin the painting." He said rationally.
I nod and looking back at the painting. "It's clean. In every corner. It's clean." I trace the line of every curves of the human that stand above the stone carefully without touching it. And the I realize what I missed when I saw three dots almost invisible near the ceiling.
"Is this supposed to be here?" I pointed three dots to him as he look.
"It was there, it's not a mistake he put there purposely. Like I said, he won't ruin the painting."
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