Through the small window frame in my studio, inch by inch, time changes in a different way. People’s faces move forward, filled with some private hope and pay no attention to the surroundings. As night falls, the sky and the land are tinged with darkening blues, the concrete grays of the surroundings fill the interval between us and the dark asphalt covers our conversation. Yellow, red colored land and grey, black layered land.
Although it has been cut and covered for the convenience of people from a different time zone, does the land still show its emotion? Well, my hope is to feel the breath of a newly created land, a place apart from the reality of the city.
매일 아름다운 땅

쉬지 않고 변해가는 땅의 숨결과 시간을 느껴보고 싶다.
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