Exhibition Information

Object used in Performance <Spot>
Cho lkjung

Spot_Cho Ikjung
2016 HD_16:9_color_single channel video 32min

Maniace on Popples_Woo hannah
2019 mixed media 가변크기

Fading away_Lee haiminsun
2017 pen on paper bag of pig feed 가변크기

			Shin Ji-yi (Art Space Pool Curator)


Not all bodies smell. It's self-evident that the slowly aging and decaying body is left to a tolerable finiteity, but at least the body has to be there for a long time, if it's to cause a chemical sense of smell. The odorless body was immediately chemically treated after death, and was prepared for mourning, as much as possible. That way, he will be able to appear on the stage of remembrance. But the bodies that smell different. For some reason, forgotten, waiting to be found. The end of his wait is often through the smell. So in fact, it's an advantage that a corpse smells.[1]

The last scene, especially mine, is not something you can see. It often appears in scary imagination. That's why I'm so excited to snap out the last thing that pops into my head. Think about the various ambivalent attitudes you take when you look at a tragic or catastrophic situation. Disgusting emotions and thoughts work to protect yourself from any danger it may cause, or to avoid problems better. So some people try to separate at a certain distance, and others can feel relative happiness and stability. On the other hand, she-it-it-yourself, the name of the exhibition, harbors a process of sober thinking by someone who is direct to reality rather than intoxicated by the feelings of misery or tragedy.

So in fact, it's a good thing that a corpse smells.I thought the sentence contained an attitude that was going through me and around me. Trying not to get sucked into negative emotions, but still not, perhaps not. You can name it pessimism or pessimism, but it's not a very accurate name. I'm used to cynicism and meetings, but I don't give up easily, and I'm very individualistic, but I'm united when I need to. I long to be alone, but I understand the heightened satisfaction of bonding. When I'm cheated, I'm going crazy to find out who I am.

The exhibition is designed to examine whether the act of putting the situation squarely ahead of the negative function of emotions, how the analysis of emotions is possible and functioning, and how individuals of the same time can be more affluent than the emotions. The exhibition features dramatic imaginations that metaphorically depict the existence of contemporary individuals, performance videos that look back at the emotional patterns of the individual's growth, and paintings depicting micro-organisms against various emotional situations. You may need to be informed that you will shake your eyes, nose and ears so that you won't rest in high spirits. The landscape, which is neither dry nor crude, is about a shape of the present, a ring that holds or supports each other.

There are a number of emotions used to define and reject categories of abnormalities in a collectivist culture. Emotions, especially feelings such as disgust, anxiety, disdain and shame, function more effectively to keep the values sought by the group exclusive. Cho Ik-jung has introduced performances and video works that dramatize the situations of various emotional conflicts and cracks that individuals experience to grow up. This exhibition shows a compilation of a performance of the last three membranes, which was performed in 2016 On top of the wooden structure, the bodies lie with the sound of flying objects rolling, pulling, and pushing. With the tremors of play or fight slowly building tension, the stage glides to the deserts of the Middle East. What stands out in Act 2 is the voice. Despite some sentences that sound clear, the sharp cries of Chinese, Arabic and English are also seen as a de-verbal attempt of language. The author's Monologue-filled third membrane recites the day it was set in Spot. A group of teenagers who have taken the riverbank as a haze persistently attacks outsiders (writers, old people) who enter their territory without permission, and the hostility of those who are not controlled shifts to the appearance of another outsider (Siren). "Sometimes, if a unknown dog barks close by, it must shut its mouth and listen for a long time."[2]The writer's interest lies in the borderline between inclusion and departure, such as adolescents and Bedouin. The "flying, viciousness and discord" of their physical nature asks what happened before the current individual was formed on the other side of discipline and control and adaptation.”[3]

The military image shown through Wuhan Naga is a group outside the group, a grotesque group. She was inspired by the mythical Maynades and the 1980s American animation Popples. Children's TV series or stories from myths pass dramatic events and accidents and end up instructively, especially in the midst of which the author takes only the bad, messy, bizarre, and 'flashing' features and provides them with a stage. In the exhibition hall, smooth knots sin vertical objects, and shiny curtains stimulate contact impulses. The clutter of strange droplets and fluffy fingers and dizzying patterns, the distractions prevent reading in one lump. "visible minority" refers to a group that is clearly identified as a minority in appearance, mostly for colored people living in the West, but its features, if recalled, are many in addition to color. Misunderstanding occurs when you consider them as chunks, not objects, with the noticeable 'different'.Uhanna's performance, which focuses on modifiers such as "Crazy" and "Footing," is a kind of invitation to show what has always been around rather than showing something new.

Lee Hae-min introduces works of contrasting sentiments. <Saraji> is a picture of a pig feed bag with short hair, a fat person, an unfeeling person, an old man, and an endangered bird. The inside of the sack is filled with feed oil, which is why the drawing, drawn with a meteoric pen, undergoes a process of oxidation. While the vagina screams as a drinking party for those who are volatile without settling down, the desire to see women running out "through" a wrinkled, oiled shroud doesn't go away so easily. Man, which ran from the summer of 2008 to the fall of 2018, was drawn from the blood of a mosquito. I quickly rubbed the blood of a co-worker in the studio and the blood drawn from the writer's forearm on a summer's day on paper, and soon a wrinkled face was in place. Seeing mosquitoes popping up from the palm of your hand and forming bright red debris, you might be concerned about infection or illness, but all you find in the result of the calm, written notes and countless rubbing is the swiftness and impatience of the shooters who wanted to hit the target. Smells come out that I've been doing it for 11 years. The slogan of Strong Wind goes straight through the title. It could be seen as a compromise that put down a hole in the placard. So the sentence has been placed in the realm of possibility to be read by anything, but still pushing us to read is 'we...Here...is a declaration of existence, of a dainty existence.