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			Do-moo-song. The word with cute pronunciation, which requires your lips to be round all three syllables, refers to a sticker that you take off and stick on.

As you know, domusong is a must-have item for diary decoration.And artist Chae-hee is actually a professional. Actually, I don't know if I have to distinguish artist Pae-hee from other artist Chae-hee. Chae-hee said she was looking for canvas and paint because she wasn't satisfied with the sticker she wanted. It's easy to see the adjective contradiction in the combination of the words "liquid" and "domu song," but it's inevitable in Pae-hee's "dakgu" that it's better to be a liquid.

Everyone has their own style and habits. The contents that are engraved in the diary. The nature of the process and the resulting emotions cannot be the same. If you think of Chae-hee's conversation as an extension of the story, it's not a few lines of conversation - it's a productive daggers filled with images of the impossible moment from the forgotten facts. The story is replaced by a chain of noun images, and the physical nature of the handwriting is transformed into the physical nature of the brush strokes. But there's something I need to make clear here. What Chae-hee really wants to record is that it's much closer to physical reality than image objects themselves, so the reality at the end of the brush is that the feeling of "cutting out" the image objects like a sticker is translated into a picture.

Now, remind yourself that the origin of 'domusong' is the hydraulic cutter manufacturer Thompson.

Randomly placed with flat brush and minimal individual shading, not captured in the welcome of specific spaces, also "Ballin" on canvas. Thinly dried, the texture of the canvas surface sizzles like noise on the screen and vibrates fine, which is a contour that has been dried with a firm, sensitive touch. The logic of "cutting" is also changed in many ways, by cutting the canvas into a combination of long screens reminiscent of "Mate" and actively suggesting the outside of the screen, as in the case of flower-like or a still-life canvas. As a result, Liquid Domusong looks like Ikebana of memory that reads the story and dies in the body. But there's no sense of privilege here, "my memory," which has become the ingredient. We, of course, can't exactly determine where the radish song is made on the other side of the brush, and Chaehee's diary is to give a paradoxical mass to the world that my body has cut off. The paint, which was drip-painted like the last sigh, looks like blood shed by the doomsongs and a sign of mourning for the things that have not yet been done.