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[출처] 온수공간 홈페이지

[출처] 온수공간 홈페이지

			Midday hell. Ghosts have no days to dry, daily renewed deaths. You're the one who died, why do I feel like I'm out of breath? 1) The hell of darkness and lava red light concept has long been dislodged. Here's a light strong enough to choke the eyes. You can't write anything without holding the sharps, but it's become like that. There is a dismal murmur of words that cannot go back to the past. It was from the day I found out that my survival was accidental. irretrievable hour of day, The bodies began to mingle. To be exact, deaths that have not yet come and those that have already come. Because you were me, and I was you.

The dead (living) past is applied retroactively, and the future, which may live (or die), is reconstructed posthumously. She was me, and I was her sister. How are we connected? One large collective body, with possible tense and connected to pain imprinted on the body. The body's network is paradoxically resurrected into the body-undead figure of the concept by putting life and death in parentheses. Bone fragments and flesh that begin to clump together stickyly. "It's a declaration that we're going to be huge alive."

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Noh Siwon pays attention to the trajectory in which women's full ignition has been excluded in history, and proposes zero gravity as an environment to relieve their external forces. At this time, the body extracts countless routes across the sky without attribution from any human resource.

Jeon in subversively explores the moment of obituary where gestures through a woman's body overlap with coded images and its meaning is refracted. Without a mirror, it is a MacGuffin prepared in advance for those who are incapable at the point of view.

Hwang Ye-zoi finds a body that is sneezed in a time-consuming landscape. It can be read with soft and light eyes, as well as eyes that give attention to objects and detect signs of damaged bodies. But be sharp enough to pierce something. Huang Ye-zoi caresses the scars with the female photographer's body, contending with the masculine practices that had been regarded as the recorder's ego to rule out hasty movements. Hwang Ye-ji is a photographer with a thoughtful pupil of a harmless beast. So here's another beast,

What about the monsters that Kim Sung-hye and Ha Hye-ri created? The two are the mother of this strange-looking beast. (a body born of horizontal hugs that are looped indefinitely without anyone overwhelming the opponent. A body emblazoned with flexibility and firmness as an existential attribute. This serves as material evidence of the accumulation of solidarity gestures among women, not volatile and desperate opacity.

Kim Ye Solbi [Source] Onsu gonggan Homepage