Exhibition Information

2020 [출처] 이목화랑 홈페이지 130x97cm

2020 [출처] 이목화랑 홈페이지 33.4x24.2cm

2020 [출처] 이목화랑 홈페이지 72.7x60.6cm

2020 [출처] 이목화랑 홈페이지 65.1x50cm

			He starts his day like being pushed. Instead of looking out the window into the sky, I check the weather with my smartphone.
Keep the morning of the world by going through the news headlines. Time to stay awake, I feel uneasy if I don't watch and listen.
It's a behind-the-scenes look at me. Have I ever said hello to myself in the morning?
The time to talk to me probably depends on my choice. Even if my daily life allows calm, I can hear another voice inside me.
As Mary Oliver (1935-2019) said in Long Breathing, the other-self in her body whistles,
Knock on the door and jump into the contemplative pond. Things to do, relationships to take care of, and unexpected worries cause waves in the lake inside me.

Han Ji-min touches anxiety in her mind by capturing daily stability. Detects actions that are easily brushed in familiar or unfamiliar places.
It was a gesture that was abandoned because it was not special. It is a small tremor of a character that can be obtained only by deep observation. Watch the surrounding area. be deeply involved in the life
It's not physical distance narrowing. It uses the creator's frame while maintaining an observer's perspective. I'm not interrupting the flow of my life.
Capture quickly. It also keeps the viewer's eye on the viewer. The viewer feels the breathing of a slow-moving figure in a still atmosphere.
Focus on fine movements. The boldly cut structure limits the viewer's view. Rather than imagine outside the canvas, there's a small motion that stops in the canvas.
Keep an eye on it. The author doesn't limit the subject of government aid to others. He notices his unconscious and everyday appearance. Keep your distance from yourself.
He draws a strange figure away from himself. There is no special affection or compassion other than the way she treats others in the way she sees herself.
I didn't have eyes that separated me from my surroundings. I just observe you and me building up every floor in a private space.

It's dreamy like a midday dream, but it's reality. Out-of-focusing, which has captured daily life, seems to mean the current unclear situation. I think you're stable, but I'm relieved.
It's a story of our lives that can't be done. Select gray and pink as the casting color. It's a gray, light energy, a personality that doesn't want to be interfered with, and sweet
Put pink of hope on top. The mixture of the two makes the feeling of a unique color rather clear. Pink captures the charm of reality, and gray captures the helplessness.
We have a tug-of-war. That's how the ambiguous atmosphere is made. It represents the internal anxiety of everyday life that cannot be accurately pinched.

The composition of Han Ji-min's work can be related to the directing technique in the movie. If the camera lens has a low focal depth, it acts as a pin light that illuminates part of the wall.
Focusing on a particular part naturally results in out-focusing. When focusing and out-focusing coexist on one screen, tension relationships are created.
The writer's loneliness in his paintings begins with this relationship. And focus on the object that receives out-of-focusing in reality. hidden from the light and perish
He is interested in small landscapes. The selected target is positioned in the screen, blurring the outline. They refuse to describe simple reality and reduce information.
It doesn't show deep wrinkles in life. The hidden image of reality has been closed up, but it cannot be seen in detail. The private space that's been implemented,
It is a protective shield for a person The provision of limited information makes viewers feel internal agitation. It's clear that I'm not the one who's not the one's sight.
It's as if I've been caught. Condensed emotions that did not fit into a quiet life were not my own.

The man in the picture lay on the floor with a part of his back in front of the screen and tilted his shoulders back and sat down. I put my face on the wall and sat roughly on the floor.
I can't see for a moment because of the lonesomeness. And soon find something else. It is a mass of emotions that have not been shown and will not be shown in the future.
It's a back figure that everyone will have, but they miss it.

The characters in the painting, which do not show their faces, show their round backs. I can't see my face because of the book, the hair that fell down. Out of the canvas, your face.
They may be pushed out. Without a face and a hidden face is another face. A face edited by a bold scheme is either invisible or conspicuous.
I don't want to. A carelessly cut face means anonymity. It is contrary to the identity required by artists. It touches the feelings of both families. I don't want to reveal myself,
I want someone to know me like that.

You can wrap yourself up through SNS and hide your true self afterward. The original appearance? I wonder if it exists. The original appearance is paradoxical, but it is bound to change.
The journey to find the "origin" rather than some