a party has finished

2913 Halween0(5) No.fe2919. 2010 C-Print

I started feel 'I wanna remain this glitch image to 2D, so I can see it whenever I want without turning on playing stuff.

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crazy Halloween .2009

One beautiful day, after the rain stopped, I went to Min Jung's home. Her house is just like a treasure box containing small pieces of a jewelry collection.
When we're children, we used to call it never ending.

I never think want to back to Korea; my home town. However, my cat, another Saya, when I think her, it makes me really hurt. I miss her sooooo much.. I miss her sweat fur, her voice, her eyes like green crystal and the time we used to sleep and wake up together and the moments used to talk with her.

Among my few friends in Chicago, one of them came back; most of the friends are going to their countries for travel and coming back at the end of vacation. One of the most beautiful summer vacations in my life has almost gone and the first day of the fall semester is coming with a little tension and confusion.


"How's your summer?", I asked him.
"Great! I didn't want to come back."
"wow~ really? what made you think like that?"
"haha... I fall in love."
"I see~ :> so, that's why you deferred your flight ticket which was supposed to be a month ago and cancelled our u.s. road trip planned before the holiday without any notice. hah?"
"well.. haha.." he couldn't answer immediately and continued, "so I bring Marlboro case as a means of apology for you."
"cool! sounds so nice! I can save much money! ok, I'll forgive you."

Although I had been a little disappointed with him because he messed up the rest of my vacation, I could not help forgiving him due to his energetic voice and his good news.

'Congratulations, guy! keep your angel for a long time. Good luck!'




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photography by young hak

felt bored.. so, I've made this shelf.

what if projecting a video piece using i pad instead of one of books.

I finished 2 paints coffee flavour Hagen Darz Ice- cream again.. (16oz/paint)

One day, a young monk started to cry, waking from sleep.
An old monk surprisingly asked him the reason why he was crying. "Why are you bursting in tears? Did you have a night mare?"

The young monk said, 'No, I had a sweet dream.'
The old monk asked again, 'Why are you crying in spite of having a sweet dream??'

The young monk said,' The dream seemed too sweet to be realized, so it made me sad.'

in the 'Bitter-sweet life'




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