Christophe's little reputation outside France did not improve the situation of the two friends. Their life is still hard and poverty-stricken, with one meal hungry and one meal full. Christophe stayed up late doing the tedious work of changing the score for Hecht, while Olivier went to teach.
Unexpectedly, Christopher became "the first contemporary musical genius" in the "Big Daily" article. Their humble abode also attracted reporters with keen sense of smell to visit them one after another. This reputation falling from the clouds made him dizzy.
As naive as he was, he couldn't stand the reporters who were full of sincere admiration. He had no choice but to obey his mercy and met the uncrowned king Assena Gamashi who was feared by everyone. This man is good at business, selfish, naive, cunning, enthusiastic, and arrogantly believes that his career is one with France and even all mankind. The development of his newspaper is related to public welfare. He has great supernatural powers and can create celebrities, geniuses, ministers, or even kings out of thin air, and of course he can also depose kings. This time, he came to "make" Christopher.
However, Olivier was the unintentional initiator of this incident. Wanting to help his friends, he introduced Christopher to critics and music lovers when he had the opportunity. He was not good at making excuses for himself, but he cleverly revealed information about his friends to arouse the curiosity and attention of others. He naively started a terrible machine.
When he saw the newspaper article that the reporter had pieced together based on hearsay and fragments of words, Olivier blamed himself and was also frightened. When Christophe met with reporters, Olivier was as nervous as if he were facing a powerful enemy. Christopher, who is simple at heart, is not wary of others, and it is difficult for someone who is the same on the outside to be the same on the inside. A smiling face and a few seemingly sincere words will make him fall in love with you at the first sight and fall in love with you. Randomly affectionate witticisms and casual comments about art were forgotten by him as soon as they were finished, but the reporters remembered them one by one and carefully processed them into cold arrows to attack others. Based on his experience of escaping from Germany to France, he said that he hated his motherland, Germany, and was France's "political and political genius." And when he complained to reporters and denied it, another article said that he opposed Japan and Japan. His left and right sides were wrong, he was no longer a human being inside and out, and he was left in a state of embarrassment.
The major newspapers praised him, while other newspapers attacked him. Some accused him of being proud and lacking in self-cultivation, some looked down upon him for relying on newspapers to support him, and some pretended to be flattering and pitiful. Others blame Olivier for not pushing artists who can't cope with life to the festival, and for keeping him away from dizzying rhetoric and sex, so that he can work with peace of mind. Olivier really wanted to take the risk of being accused of bad taste and tell those rich and noble people in the upper class that Christophe would never starve to death, he wanted to eat.
Half a month passed with the gossip-like nonsense in the newspapers. He also became famous. What followed was a flood of letters, invitations, and many questions seeking answers from him.
He accepted the invitation and entered the salon in order to add nutrients to his life. The nutrition of a musician must not be limited to music. The cadence of words, the rhythm of movements, and a harmonious smile may give musicians more musical feelings than a symphony. However, a pair of cold eyes showed boredom. The music of those faces and souls is as dull and monotonous as the music of the musicians. The woman is pretending to be charming. The originally energetic young musician was overwhelmed by the fame and was intoxicated by people's flattery. With the added fame, the master who has reached the pinnacle is even more timid. He does not even dare to express his own thoughts, and he no longer thinks or exists, leaving only his body on display in front of others.
Christopher saw the danger of women. They seduced, corrupted and transformed with their low frowns and smiles, until they finally destroyed great artists and intellectuals. They had to cut out the flowers they saw and put them in their own vase before they stopped. He was just looking around in the salon, but he already felt the danger. He was confused and lost his mind.
For discovering Christophe, Olivier also became famous. The two of them were often invited at the same time, but the friend was very uneasy when he went alone, because he was afraid that his careless friend would fall into someone else's trap, so Olivier accompanied him and concentrated on supervising and protecting him. Unexpectedly, the cautious Olivier ran into a trap and was taken away by the God of Love.
Jacqueline Longière, a girl under twenty years old with light yellow hair, is thin and charming, with a pensive look on her young and cheerful face, and a pure and charming smile. The family is wealthy and the parents are open-minded. My father is a clever and capable engineer with a broad mind and is open to new ideas. My wife is a beautiful Parisian woman in the financial world. Their marriage blended the two flavors of love and money, but the share of love declined over time. The two of them carefully did their own things and found their own happiness.
Both Lang Yiai and his wife loved their daughter, but they each tried their best to fight for her daughter and competed to meet her daughter's various material requirements. My daughter also takes advantage of this competition. However, they would not sacrifice their personal convenience to accompany their daughter, so when their daughter was a child, she spent most of the day playing, playing games, and fantasizing alone.
When the girl was just beginning to grow up, the distant roar of the demon of desire seemed to be faintly heard in the wind. She was wrapped up, blushing, frightened and happy, a little baffled. She made all kinds of wild guesses and discussed with her girlfriend. The little girl stood on tiptoe and grabbed the stone, trying to peek at her future through the cracks in the old wall.
My heart trembled with curiosity about the poems about love. I read them softly, copied them carefully, scrutinized them carefully, and uncovered the mysterious meanings wrapped in them layer by layer. These little women, who have no idea about love at all, are innocent and absurd, half-laughing and half-serious discussing love and lust.
Their feelings need to be vented. Fascinated by the young teacher in school, in love with an actor, performer, or writer. Exchange glances with a strange young man, and a love story immediately plays out in your mind. My heart always needs love and an excuse to love. Jacqueline had written more than ten love letters to people she had only met once, but none of them were sent. She was fascinated by a famous actor who lived near her home. Once she had the courage to walk up to that person's floor, but immediately ran away. Who can escape if he does crazy things at his young age? The sunny and tender heart is often turbulent and turbulent.
Many young men were fascinated by her, and she flirted with them but fell in love with none of them. The love of a beautiful girl is cruel. It is natural for others to love her, but she ignores the pain others cause because of her. The love that I miss all day long is just a story in a well-recited script. Like many girls, Jacqueline experienced the feeling of love in the ashes of other people's feelings and could not see the truth of things.
When the fourteen-year-old Jacqueline began to feel sad and troubled in her turbulent heart, her aunt Madeleine held out her hand to her. But the parents are kind but selfish and disdainful. The aunt, who is in her forties, has regular features, clear eyes, a kind smile, but a melancholy expression. She has never married, rarely speaks, and her voice is very low. Her younger brother Lang Yiai respects her very much, but is a little bored. Mud and his brother's family are polite, respectful, and distant, and they get along well on the surface. Mader was well aware of the disharmony between her brother and his wife and the unhappiness of the family, but she never showed her face and just hid far away. She has few friends and doesn't bother making friends. He is knowledgeable but does not expect to be taken seriously. She is an ascetic, and although she is a bit neurasthenic, her thoughts are still very simple.
Her aunt's eyes were full of tolerance, her smile was full of kindness and simplicity, and the tranquility from her aunt settled into her heart. Her aunt understands her and sympathizes with her. Her troubled heart was soothed, and she opened her heart to her aunt and spoke her true feelings. Despite the barriers of years, she could not understand or agree with the answer given by her aunt, but she still consulted about her future happiness. Her aunt gave her a lot of spiritual warmth. Unfortunately, her aunt became seriously ill, and soon Jacqueline lost her spiritual support forever.
When she was mentally depressed, religion could not be her refuge, because she saw through the lies of adults and saw the hypocrisy of religion. Compared with the humble life example left to her by her dead aunt, she hates the hypocrisy of the unserious and unreal life in society. What hurt her deeply was that she saw the frivolity of her mother's life, while her father pretended to be deaf to it and just did whatever he wanted. She should be scornful of the despicable behavior of her beloved parents, but she couldn't bear to be scornful. A kind of mental tearing pain tortured her. She couldn't survive anymore and had to escape from this filthy world. Just when she was crazy and lonely, world-weary and passionate about survival, praying for someone to save her, Jacqueline met Olivier.
Olivier and Christophe were invited to visit Mrs. Longière's home. Olivier, who rarely spoke, fascinated Jacqueline with his intelligent eyes, smile, elegant manners, and radiant tranquility. And the charming Jacqueline also fascinated Olivier. Christopher, who was also a little fascinated by her, soon realized that he was just wishful thinking and decisively gave up the idea. Instead, he helped incubate the romance between his friends. However, Jacqueline's family was wealthy, as well as her education, environment, and weaknesses, which made Christophe feel a little worried about their future.
Jacqueline's love was pure and thorough, and she was drunk with happiness. Two hearts captured by love, attracting and embracing each other, are excited and trembling, but also a little anxious about the strange and unknown.
Fearing rejection, Olivier was a little afraid to propose. While giving encouragement, Christophe forced Olivier to find a job. The wealth gap between two lovers is a concern for Christopher. He is always a little wary of finding a rich woman to be his wife. Because, in Christopher's opinion, wealth poisons the soul, and women are more susceptible to the poison of wealth. It would be almost a miracle if you could still maintain your spiritual health despite having the financial resources. A rich woman wanted to save her soul. A philosopher said:
"What, madam, you have millions of possessions, but you still want an immortal soul?"
He wanted to Olivier was wary of rich women. Because they harm art and artists. Once the connection with the earth is severed by wealth and the voice of the earth cannot be heard, the life of art will wither because it cannot be nourished. Olivier did not entirely agree with his friend. Coming from a wealthy family, he did not despise property. He just couldn't bear people's suspicion that his love was for profit, so he took a teaching position in a middle school. Jacqueline disagreed with this idea. She was in the sweetness of love and felt that it should be natural to enjoy preferential treatment with the person she loved willingly. However, the bitterness and unpleasantness of this plan satisfied her enthusiasm for sacrificing for love at this time, and therefore, she also approved of it.
Mrs. Longyiai did not care about her daughter's love and marriage. She was busy with one doctor in the east and one in the west with her unexplained illness, and almost forgot about her daughter and husband.
Mr. Lang Yiai cares more about his family and his daughter. When he became aware of his daughter's plan, jealousy and selfishness emerged from the depths of his secret heart without knowing it, and he was full of hostility towards those who intended to snatch his daughter away. He objected to his daughter marrying Olivier. The father and daughter were tit for tat and quarreled fiercely. In the end, the daughter won by threatening to commit suicide, and the father surrendered and negotiated peace, so he had no choice but to agree.
The two opposed religious ceremonies and got married in a civil ceremony at the district office. The newlyweds are overflowing with happiness, obsessed with the world of two people, and can't wait to start their sweet journey. Mr. Lang Yiai, who watched his daughter being taken away by a stranger, felt a little lost and melancholy in his heart. After sending Olivier away, Christophe also felt a little sweet and sad.
Olivier is gradually alienated from himself mentally, but Christophe, who is a little disappointed, is not worried about the future of their friendship.
Christopher is not afraid of loneliness, and sometimes even prefers to be alone. Arsena Gamache, the owner of the "Daily Newspaper", hopes that the celebrities he promotes will obey his orders. However, Christophe was not one to be scolded, nor would he take orders from a donkey. He explicitly refused Gamache's musical interference, and their relationship became cold. On the contrary, Christopher was happy about this. He was eager to return to his silent life. He didn't want to get lost in fame and get tired of too many people's attention.
He closed the door and stayed at home. Occasionally visit the Arnold couple, who have become estranged of late. They are still so close, so gentle and melancholy, but the gray is heavier. The monotonous and repetitive work tortured Arnold, and the kind and quiet wife was a little haggard. Seeing these ordinary good people made Christopher feel warm in his heart.
He also met another woman, Cecil Flory, who was about twenty-five years old and had won the first prize in piano. Short and fat, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Be healthy and have sufficient energy. He lives with his mother and is very filial.
Cecil leads an ordinary life, teaching all day long and occasionally holding concerts that no one pays attention to. She has no lofty ideals and does not envy geniuses. He is indifferent to fame and fortune, not keen on struggle, and does not want to make people jealous. I am very content and content with my busy, fulfilling, well-off and stable life.
She is mentally balanced and has no worries. She was able to convey the terrible passion that so often eats away at an artist without being poisoned by it herself. This is a soul without passion but with great vitality.
This strong woman with neither ambition nor desire attracted Christopher.
She is not interested in getting married. Her father's cowardice, laziness, and incompetent brother made her feel that men were boring and she would rather live independently.
Christopher and her not only played the piano and sang, but also talked about household matters. The sincere love between the two of them is a feeling that is quiet to the point of indifference, with no thoughts of turmoil.
At the same time, his works attracted him a group of strange friends. It was thanks to fame, which he despised, that thousands of good people came to know the artist. There are lonely young people, unknown people, poor artists, and many unsigned people. They feel that they are connected with the artist, and their works express thoughts that they cannot express themselves.
These like-minded people drew nourishment from his works and also gave him nourishment. They formed a collective soul centered on him.
The contact and exchange with these spiritual friends made his artistic thoughts undergo great changes, becoming broader and more humane. He hopes that music can become a bridge of human communication, no longer just a monologue of musicians talking to themselves, or a complex and difficult structure that only experts can understand. The greatest artists think of all mankind and love all mankind, and they are the ones who see the living God face to face.
Art cannot be separated from life, and artists cannot write just for a group of vain, chaotic, and isolated few people from social life. We must drink the sweet milk of the earth, absorb the most holy part of human beings, and absorb the feelings of love for family and land.
He wrote to Olivier, hoping for a fruitful collaboration. He wanted him to collect beautiful poetry, poetry about everyday life, simple poetry, suitable for simple and sound hearts. Rather than those sophisticated, refined, pretending to be elegant, and those so-called artistic languages. Speak as a human being, not as an artist, and make the tune clear. Use the simplest form of music to create some small flowers in daily life and offer them to the public. The music of a nation requires generations of patient musicians to be close to the masses before it can be established.
He also encouraged Olivier to implement his principle in literature. It should show the ordinary life of ordinary people and write about their simple, calm and monotonous life. This is an infinitely deep and wide world. Use the plain language of the masses to speak to the masses. Your work should contain your thoughts, your feelings, your style, and your soul.
At this time, there is only love in Olivier's world, and only Jacqueline. They drink the nectar of love greedily and are immersed in the drunkenness of first marriage. Sweet dawn, hugged and smiling at the same time rising from the abyss of sleep. During the day, they were lost in the fields, on the grass, and under the poplar trees. In the beautiful dusk, hand in hand return to the bed of love under the clear sky.
They don't care about anything, are very indifferent to other people, go their own way, and flirt with each other wantonly. They were so happy that they kept shouting and saying silly and strange things, all showing the madness of a pair of eight-year-old idiots.
Under the radiance of love, Jacqueline shared Olivier's work with great interest and handled it effortlessly. This kind of game satisfies her pure and serious ideal of life. However, I soon got tired of it. They thank guests behind closed doors, hate being disturbed by others, and refuse to socialize. Olivier's correspondence with Christophe also diminished. Strong love drives away all knowledge and all beliefs. Love, the flower of a moment, swallowed up Olivier. They destroyed each other in losing the love they relied on in life.
Happiness can also be tiring. The unchanging happiness no longer feels in the monotonous repetition every day. The sweet time dimmed, emptiness appeared, and trouble, restlessness, and confusion came. Work and even socializing have become boring. Olivier's annoyance, although not so enthusiastic, was sensitive to Jacqueline's confusion. The once lively conversation between the two became forced, they saw nothing and felt nothing during their walks, and when they returned home, the house felt empty, dark, and cold. The depression made the two people cry quietly, as if they were tired of this boring and hard life. Mr. Longière asked a friend to transfer his son-in-law back to Paris. Jacqueline thought that in this way, the happiness in the past would return.
When they returned to Paris, they felt that their relatives and friends were different from before. As everyone knows, what has changed is themselves. Both of them now have part of each other integrated into their souls, and they are no longer the pure selves they used to be. Christopher saw the friend he missed, but he was no longer the same friend. Both of them were a little embarrassed, and they deliberately brought up the spirit of intimacy, but they couldn't find the naturalness they had before.
In the first few months, Jacqueline devoted all her enthusiasm to decorating the new house. She and Olivier were very happy. Women always have a lot of heartache unconsciously. Jacqueline examined her Olivier in her mind, and compared her Olivier with others, admiring her with pleasure at one moment, and feeling dissatisfied and annoyed at the next. However, in the gentle and diligent life of a young couple, if there are no special accidents, the balance can still be maintained.
However, the God of Wealth, the biggest enemy, unexpectedly arrived...
The aunt's inheritance more than doubled Jacqueline's wealth. Olivier remembered Christophe's words about wealth poisoning the soul, and worried that too much money might not be a good thing. Jacqueline disagreed.
On the surface, life is still the same, but on the inside, it is slowly changing. My income tripled, but there was still not enough money to spend. Countless new expenses have been added. Changed to a more famous tailor. After moving to a larger apartment, unfamiliar new furniture and decorations replaced the familiar old ones. The past impressions of the first few years of living together were wiped away, and the connection with past love was severed. She likes to be close to rich and useless people and looks down on workers. I can't even understand my previous devotion in love. It seems that betraying yourself is easy.
Olivier had no strength to struggle. He has also changed. Quit teaching and just writing. Before, I suffered from the inability to fully devote myself to art. Nowadays, when I have the conditions to fully devote myself to art, I feel like I am in the mist.
If art does not have a profession to maintain its balance, does not have an intense real life to rely on, and does not need to earn its bread, then art will lose its most elite strength and vitality. Reality. It will become a flower of luxury and no longer the holy fruit of human suffering.
Olivier dropped his pen and was idle and lost his way. He is cowardly, cute, and curious. In this world that is different from his past, he happily enjoys the fun and is influenced by it unconsciously.
In the first few years of marriage, like spring flowers, they look bright and lively, but are actually extremely fragile. A little wind and rain can cause the flowers to lose their color, and fall red all over the ground, and they can lose the hope of life. harmonious. What's more, it is difficult for people who are not extremely strong or extremely free and easy to resist major changes in property or environment without being changed.
The two of them are neither strong nor free and easy. The familiar faces of each other have become strangers. Afraid of love being shaken and not daring to face it, Olivier used work to escape, while Jacqueline had nowhere to hide, accumulating sadness bit by bit. Now, her purpose in life is to pursue her own happiness, and to surpass the happiness of others. As for paying attention to the suffering of others and helping others, as she said, she wanted to do good but did evil instead. She "didn't have such fate." What was once idealism has been replaced by realism. This poor woman who is neither a god nor a beast, like so many leisurely couples, has all the conditions for happiness but is always troubled, complaining and arguing all day long, pretending to be a painful comedy.
These boring and absurd people are slaves who are afraid of freedom. They should be put back on the shackles of suffering and real pain! Once they see the true face of pain, they no longer dare to play disgusting tricks with pain.
However, they are indeed suffering like patients. Jacqueline was like a student who discovered that there were so many mistakes in the questions she had done before. She was angry and hated everything she loved before: she used to think that having the same beliefs, struggling together, and sharing the joys and sorrows was happiness, but it was simply a lie. Olivier was neither clever nor very angry, which suffocated her. She felt humiliated that Olivier was not famous. She believed that a person without fame would have no potential and no talent.
She doubted and attacked Olivier, entangling him like a vine with her own desires and trivial worries, torturing him. Olivier was greatly frustrated by this and struggled in pain. However, fortunately, he will never deceive his ideals, unlike ordinary men who allow themselves to be driven by laziness, vanity, and chaotic love, and are willing to deny their souls.
Jacqueline deliberately used elegant conversation to create an incompatible atmosphere and make Christophe angry. In order to prevent Olivier from being caught in the middle, Christophe can only return to loneliness and withdraw from the life of friends. The two people who had a close friendship were very sad.
Christophe tried his best to leave Olivier behind and reorganize his life. Losing the warmth of his friends, a part of his life, would inevitably lead to depression even if he was as optimistic as he was. However, he knew that Olivier was in the same pain as him, so he did not allow others to have any gossip or interference in their friendship because of their temporary alienation. He needs time to regain the balance in his life.
Feeling depressed, he walked into the theater. The enthusiasm for life echoed by the audience and actors is a kind of nourishment for musicians. He was more interested in the actors themselves than in the script, because he believed that the language of French drama was hypocritical, pretentious, and like a lie.
Fran?oise Oudon, a popular actress who fascinates the audience, is less than thirty years old and attracts the attention of Christophe. Her profile is beautiful and clear. It has delicate Parisian lines, like a young man. His thin face exuded intelligence and his skin was pale. He is used to keeping a calm expression, but also often expresses himself with moving expressions. The eyes are as unpredictable as a cat's eyes. The clothes and hairstyle are simple and elegant, and he is a nobleman of low origin at heart. Strong character. Gamashi, the owner of the "Big Daily", once expressed his admiration for her in a rough tone, saying that she was wild, smart, courageous, ambitious, but weird and violent.
Later, the two met by chance in a car. She turned from suspicion, wariness, and verbal conflict with Christopher into a close friend. He is aloof and independent at heart, and his words are filled with laughter, curses, ridicule, weirdness, and cynicism. She is an awake person who has been tortured by life, has seen through the world and people's hearts, and seen the truth of the world. When she is sick, she prefers to be alone and quiet, and is not willing to accept the false solicitude of others. The superficial concern of those confused good people is not welcomed by her. He calls himself a "difficult person to get along with".
Fran?oise does not know who her father is. Her mother runs a notorious little inn. At a young age, I saw my mother and sister suffer so much humiliation and saw so many obscene and shameless things. But she is taciturn, has a bad temper, is very angry, wild, stubborn, and refuses to give in. He fought hard and fought against the humiliation. He was so angry that he hanged himself and escaped halfway, but still wanted to live and vowed to stand out and beat the bad guys down.
Her childhood was miserable and bleak, and she felt like she was in a dark room. Occasionally, a ray of light came through: her friends led her to hide in a dark theater and watch a rehearsal. The splendid scenery on the stage and the beautiful words. She was so small that her soul was captured. She chased this beam of light.
She works as a maid in the hotel where actors stay. She had never read a book and was not very literate, but she was very determined to learn. Take advantage of work to steal actors' books or read scripts. Eavesdrop on people reading their lines, and imitate actors' tones and gestures. It was only a matter of time before he was caught. Under the intimidation of others, I devoted my body to art and life. Struggling through humiliation, blood and tears, his will has become extremely strong. Finally, a writer made her famous, and naturally he took possession of her.
Seems to have survived. But the tricks of fate have not stopped yet. She was in love with a badass literary man whom she despised. Her heart and body, emotions and reason were fighting, each going its own way, tearing her apart. Make her ashamed and angry.
Christopher's sincerity and kindness won her trust. She happily told him about her misery and struggles. They only met occasionally, and wanted to be simple heart-to-heart friends, but that didn't work, so they had to let things take their own course without struggling, and just took possession of each other. They each remain free and do not live together.
There is a deep friendship between them in which the body is involved. They do not hinder each other and each does his own work. Christopher's genius, compassion, and personality are all things Fran?oise attaches great importance to. Even though she didn't understand music, she was also inspired by Christopher's talent. And Fran?oise, who is weak and strong, kind and cruel, shining with genius, also inspires Christophe's thoughts and enthusiasm. She made him appreciate the spirit of drama, the most perfect, fulfilling and full art among all the arts. He learned that drama is the most wonderful tool for creating dreams. Drama, like murals, is the strictest art and a living art.
Their artistic ideas are very consistent, and they all believe that one should not write for oneself, but should engage in a collective art that can communicate with mankind. Fran?oise told him that there was a mysterious collaboration between the crowd and the actors. An actor's voice is the voice of thousands of people and expresses the same souls of millions of people.
The purpose of a great artist is to embody this unique soul and reduce the artist's personal lyrical content. To express a person's spiritual greatness, one must have concise language and implicit thoughts. Fran?oise felt that nagging music was like a parasite that invaded poetry, which was a kind of decadence.
Christopher wants to think and create for the public who have been forgotten by artists for many years. He pondered materials in daily life and also looked for simple topics in ancient books that could appeal to the public's mind.
Their union was free and beautiful, but it could not last. The two people's personalities are too different, and they are both irritable. Conflicts will happen from time to time, and they are not over trivial and boring things.
Christopher is strong and optimistic, and he still sees hope in the midst of disappointment and despair. Fran?oise, on the other hand, is strong but pessimistic. Having become a popular star and a great artist sought after by everyone, she was not satisfied as others thought, but she felt a greater emptiness. Because everyone from the great artists to the audience are just absent-minded and look at you casually, but they don’t really understand you or understand you. The praises from those who are outstanding and love us make us feel humiliated. They are all equally interested in popular people, even entertainers. Who can say that if you become famous and become a great person, you are truly great? The greatness that is passed on to later generations also has the merit of being separated by a long time.
She once looked up to and admired the actor who was at the top of the mountain and existed like a god. After many hardships and humiliations, she climbed to the top step by step and won the actor crown. There was no joy in her heart, no arrogance of success, but she was Disappointment and boredom. So many actors have played two or three roles tens of thousands of times over decades, and they and their roles have become equally boring.
The powerful artwork that the artist put so much effort into loses its poetry and becomes a lie once it is on stage. Art is destroyed by the masses who do not have the appreciation to match the art.
Fran?oise's pessimism is either genetic or rooted in a distant and tragic childhood. Even if her artistic career is successful and she has a perfect love, she is still troubled. Perhaps as she said herself, she suffered too much and her heart became dry. Life has crippled her.
Frequently attacked by despair, Fran?oise confided her pain to her crazy optimist Christophe. But she loved him too much and was afraid that his spirit would be affected. Fran?oise forced herself to leave and went to America. Their friendship was wonderful and rare, but there was no way to continue it. Smiling through tears and hugging. They parted.
Christopher returns to his art. The stars are thick and there is peace.
2021.03.03