The Shore and the Pony
The closer the bond, the fewer the words. This quiet is the everyday life of Jeju.
The Shore and the Pony
Dried-grass colour is not nature's surface colour, but the colour left by life exhausted through waiting.
The Pony
Soon this colour will settle into dried-grass colour and warmth into solitude. The two ponies stand leaning toward each other.
Going On as It Is
The old man seemed to walk alone, yet the horse, staff, boat, and entire landscape were carrying him forward.
The Ox and the Old Man
The ox and old man have walked side by side for a lifetime. Both have aged, yet their mutual gaze remains unchanged.
The Cow and the Calf
The return is not merely to a homeland, but to a mother's embrace, before warmth has settled into solitude.
Crows on the Stone Wall
Perhaps waiting is the act of those who remain looking toward the sea together.
Crows on the Stone Wall
The mound of stone becomes the form of people who lost speech while waiting for those who did not return.
Dol Hareubang and Crows
The stone grandfather waits by not moving and illuminates the road home by not speaking.
The Crow and I
Knowing one another's solitude without speech is the dialogue between the crow and me.
Empty House on the Left, Empty House on the Right
Life may be the act of choosing one empty place between two houses and filling it with one's warmth.
The Empty House
The tree gestures toward departure while the rock opens toward return: one sends away, the other waits.
Ieodo
The empty boat remembers those who could not return; Ieodo remembers the names that could never be called.
Ieodo
The empty boat is evidence of the one who did not return, and the crow's cry testifies to that absence.
Ieodo
Before the empty boat returns and before the crow cries, the storm carries the person away in Ieodo's darkest night.
The Old Tree
The tree sends the departing one with one arm and holds the one left behind with the other.
The Gale
Even when the place of return collapses, life can begin again if another being remains beside us.
Apparition
Human and horse become one mass of stone, an apparition of a heart unable either to leave or to stop waiting.
Hope, Will, Peace, and Love
Hope may not be belief in a bright day, but raising one's hands toward the sky even on a dark one.
The Black Sun
Hope may not be waiting for light, but remaining together even when there is none.
Sunset
Depth appears when several times are allowed to remain together within one pale light.
Sinking into Time
The person is absent and the horse waits instead. Waiting is the inability to withdraw the heart from that direction.
The Island of Parting
Even within the same sea, human and horse remain separate islands of parting.
The Solitude of Noon
There is so much light that nothing seems to reach the figure: deep solitude within the brightest hour.
The Departing Boat
Painting may not be holding something fast, but quietly allowing what will disappear to depart.