Everything in this world has its own unique characteristics. then I'm kind of enjoy these points. Upon returning from a trip .... my eyes and my hands have pure memories. I would give a life to these. Precious memories remain on Chess table which is like a field of life. Travel is like an Oxygen to me.
I have been dealing with my experiences in some places and owned objects in his childhood under theme of recomposition of memory. My works trace those trivial memories, or those objects that triggers the memories, and those images that are engendered from the shown images through the media or indirect experiences, and t them into the 3rd space, and rearrange them just like i would a puzzle. The memories of the past coexist with the other pieces of memories, forming a new molding space. It is as if it becomes the 3rd memory palace, a space where our childhood playground exhibits the toys of youth-- prancing here and there, creating rivalry, or associating them to unrelated meanings--forming a narrative of our own.