In SF movies, we see characters who delete memories of a human and transform into machines. One day, I found myself deleting all my dreams and becoming a machine that only responds to realities. It is like a factory that produces same products with same parts. I didn’t have any doubt about this reality. Then one day, I saw a picture of Basquiat in the newspaper and I was totally shocked by his lines and shapes which are totally unique. Everything stopped and was broken. In the movie, the machine tries to get its memory back after it realized it had been a human before. I have been through the same process. I wanted to get out of the system. I chose art to get out of the system. Every time I put colors on canvas I felt the realities were covered. I was happy. It’s time to get my memory back. I began to watch the pictures which were taken in my childhood. Fortunately, my parents took many pictures of me and it looks very happy. Why I was so happy back then? I have always been attracted by something analog and I think I’ve missed my old days. In the movie ‘Back to the future’ the role character tries to go back to the future but for me, I tried to travel to the past. This was like writing journals during the vacation at once in one day. During the vacation I put off writing journals and at a time when the vacation ended I wrote the journals at once in a day, trying to catch memories. When I remembered the past I felt happiness and fantasy arose but at the same time, I also felt nervous due to the gap between the fantasy and reality. My utopia is my past. It’s not a virtual world in the fantasy, but it was a real world that I lived once. But I can’t go back to those old days. All I can do is collecting memories and remember it. I was happy when I’m thinking about the past. But sometimes, the reality awoke anxiety. The circle of happiness and anxiety has repeated and it is like a Mobius strip. I couldn’t make results or conclusions. My past suddenly appears on the sky of present and disappear like stars. I’m wondering whether I can find a new utopia out of my past utopia or not. Or, does it just an evasion from the uncomfortable reality? I’m still looking at stars on the sky.
Busan Dong-Eui University
Solo exhibit 2017 ‘More than 1000 won ‘ Casaando, Busan 2017 ‘idiot box’ Lee yeonJoo gallery, Seoul 2017 ‘Cartoons without stress exhibition’ Dope coffee/Public gallery, Seoul 2017 ‘Dennis x Kang deok hyeon exhibition’ Dennis, Busan 2017 ‘10th Kang deok hyeon solo exhibition’ Sopoong guesthouse, Seoul 2017 ‘Kein Stress Comic’ US Busan 2016 ‘Street exhibition’ Oncheoncheon , Busan And others Group exhibit 2017 ‘Vacant house’, Busan 2017 ‘middle ground’ Zeinxeno gallery, Seoul 2017 ‘Yeonhui, walk’ Seoul 2017 ‘I want to live in JeJu’ , Jeju 2017 ‘the blue ’ , Busan 2017 Lee yeonJoo gallery, Busan 2017 ‘Openmatch exhibition’ Busan 2017 ‘Pop festa’ ecolock gallery, Seoul 2017 ‘ul:kin common’ Commonground, Seoul 2017 ‘Young artist’ , Busan 2016 ‘Artfair under35’, Busan 2016 ‘Pil-dong Art market project’ Space art and other 4 spaces, Seoul 2016 ‘ASYAAF hidden Artists Festival’ DDP. Seoul 2015 Yong-in Po-eun art gallery And others Collaboration 2016 ‘2017SS HERA Seoul fashion week’ ul:kin collaboration DDP, Seoul Performance 2017 ‘M.C.C’ On art project, Geumjung culture foundation, Busan 2017 ‘DROP’ club BASIL, Seoul 2017 ‘Project flower naver creatorday’ layer57, Seoul