A young man who wants to become a painter and goes to a great master. These eyes paint a picture and bring it to you. Once the painting is finished, the young man takes it to the master, who asks him:
"What do you think of it? Your work has succeeded?"
"I wait for you to say it", insecure.
"We're not here yet!"
The young man, very sad, returns to his room and begins another painting. When he finishes, he returns to the old man.
"What do you think of it? Your work has succeeded?"
"I wait for you to say it."
"No, we're not there yet!"
And so, for a few years, the same scene repeats itself every time.
One day, finally, the young man feels he has painted a valuable painting. All happy, he takes it to the master. These are considered carefully and then, as always, he asks them:
"What do you think of it? Your work has succeeded?"
"This time, yes, I think it was successful, but I wait for her to say it."
"I have to think about it, study your painting. Come back tomorrow."
The young man, euphoric, goes to the dove cafe to gather the other students of the master and comments on his work with them. A boy tells him:
"Not so because you are so satisfied, I just talked to the old man and he did nothing but demolish your painting. He says he has no value."
The young painter, furious, runs to the master's house. As soon as I see him he shouts:
"How can you talk about my painting like this? It's unfair! I'm sure you know how successful it is. It's a work of art! I won't let you demolish it! I won't let you speak of a male painting I love!"
The old man smiles eel:
"Now yes, we are at last!"