4/6/2025
Inspired by classics, I envision a new world.
In the form of a picture, in the form of a poem.
Endless nostalgia for mother and hometown
As a result of longing for one's mother, one can also see works with a deep sense of nostalgia for one's hometown. If you look at the work "When the green barley is ripening, into the memories of the barley field, into the pine field," you can see the artist's childhood hometown. It is naturally connected to and it feels like watching a rural drama.
When the green barley is ripening
To the field road where gold dust arms sparkle
On the jaundiced path of spring palace
The whole family drags the cart to the side road in the barley field.
One by one, the barley grains gain weight.
When it swells,
The smell of burning raw pine branches
A skylark chirps above the thatched roof.
Grandmother and grandfather waiting for their grandchildren
Beyond the barley field and mountain
somewhere.
-Conceived in LA-
When the green barley is ripe
69 x 44 cm, acrylic on paper
The bull that leads the guru with his breastplate
into the blue sky
Cranes gather at the edge of the summer barley fields,
running like a calf
The scenery of the barley field in June
Digging up the rice fields and crossing the barley pass
Now, the barley sheaves of the breastplate are carried on the guruma.
I miss the face of Du-Eol Daek and Du-Eol Yangban.
Beyond the wild flowers on the stone wall
When the barley field road comes into view
Hometown is always in the memories of the barley fields
The hill where wildflowers bloom today as well.
Into the memories of the barley field
106 x 68 cm, acrylic on paper
Let's make a kite together in the pine forest
With the feeling of nirvana
Cranes are like cranes, deer are like deer.
Creating a paradise of nirvana.
Into the pine field
65 x 92 cm, acrylic on paper