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Tides
True imagined
oil on canvas_ 145x112cm_2016
This encapsulates a vivid journey through the duality of human nature and the facades we present to the world. Inspired by my ensemble activity in Jekyll & Hyde, this mirrors the essence of the song Facade, where the swirling gestures of pointing fingers under rainbow-hued lighting form a chaotic and compelling narrative.
The rainbow colors, juxtaposed against the dramatic gestures, evoke a feeling of theatricality—an acknowledgment of the performance we often put on in the stage of life.
The interplay of hands suggests the complexity of social interaction, where people are quick to judge but reluctant to reflect.It explores the self-deception and the illusion of righteousness. Each gesture captures a performance of society, questioning: Who are we behind the facade? And what truth lies at the center of this swirling storm of contradictions?
The repetitive nature of the rehearsals reflects the effort to navigate the interplay between one's private self and public persona. The rainbow colors, a nod to hope and transformation, hint at the potential for renewal amidst the chaos of judgment and misdirection.
It steps into this kaleidoscope of human emotion, examining our own roles in the complex dance of identity, perception, and illusion. It challenges us to strip away our facades, embrace vulnerability, and seek the truths that connect us all.
This encapsulates a vivid journey through the duality of human nature and the facades we present to the world. Inspired by my ensemble activity in Jekyll & Hyde, this mirrors the essence of the song Facade, where the swirling gestures of pointing fingers under rainbow-hued lighting form a chaotic and compelling narrative.
The rainbow colors, juxtaposed against the dramatic gestures, evoke a feeling of theatricality—an acknowledgment of the performance we often put on in the stage of life.
The interplay of hands suggests the complexity of social interaction, where people are quick to judge but reluctant to reflect.It explores the self-deception and the illusion of righteousness. Each gesture captures a performance of society, questioning: Who are we behind the facade? And what truth lies at the center of this swirling storm of contradictions?
The repetitive nature of the rehearsals reflects the effort to navigate the interplay between one's private self and public persona. The rainbow colors, a nod to hope and transformation, hint at the potential for renewal amidst the chaos of judgment and misdirection.
It steps into this kaleidoscope of human emotion, examining our own roles in the complex dance of identity, perception, and illusion. It challenges us to strip away our facades, embrace vulnerability, and seek the truths that connect us all.
The Embrace
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2022
The Embrace
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2023
Queen of the world
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2024
Mercator Projection II
oil on canvas_90x90x90cm_2023
Skybound Mosaic_ The sky served as the battlefield, painted with the dreams, identities, and struggles of countless cultures. Every airplane bore the emblem of its homeland, a flag meticulously crafted into its body, symbolizing its heritage and aspirations. The triangular canvas of this world teemed with movement—a kaleidoscope of colors and symbols weaving together narratives of unity and discord, ambition and resilience.
But this was not merely a war of dominance. It was also an intricate dance—a conversation between cultures. Each flag-painted plane carried not just soldiers or supplies but the stories, songs, and hopes of its people. We fought for recognition, for survival, for a place in the grand mosaic of existence.
It was piloted by a daring dreamer who believed that the sky was wide enough for everyone. As it soared through the chaos, it stitched together fragments of torn flags into a new design, a testament to the possibility of unity amidst diversity.
The artwork captures this moment in time—a frenetic yet hopeful scene where nations converge in a sky ablaze with color and motion. While our differences may set us apart, they also give us the chance to create something extraordinary together.
Skybound Mosaic_ The sky served as the battlefield, painted with the dreams, identities, and struggles of countless cultures. Every airplane bore the emblem of its homeland, a flag meticulously crafted into its body, symbolizing its heritage and aspirations. The triangular canvas of this world teemed with movement—a kaleidoscope of colors and symbols weaving together narratives of unity and discord, ambition and resilience.
But this was not merely a war of dominance. It was also an intricate dance—a conversation between cultures. Each flag-painted plane carried not just soldiers or supplies but the stories, songs, and hopes of its people. We fought for recognition, for survival, for a place in the grand mosaic of existence.
It was piloted by a daring dreamer who believed that the sky was wide enough for everyone. As it soared through the chaos, it stitched together fragments of torn flags into a new design, a testament to the possibility of unity amidst diversity.
The artwork captures this moment in time—a frenetic yet hopeful scene where nations converge in a sky ablaze with color and motion. While our differences may set us apart, they also give us the chance to create something extraordinary together.
Mercator Projection
oil on canvas_90x90x90cm_2023
Skybound Mosaic_The sky served as the battlefield, painted with the dreams, identities, and struggles of countless cultures. Every airplane bore the emblem of its homeland, a flag meticulously crafted into its body, symbolizing its heritage and aspirations. The triangular canvas of this world teemed with movement—a kaleidoscope of colors and symbols weaving together narratives of unity and discord, ambition and resilience.
But this was not merely a war of dominance. It was also an intricate dance—a conversation between cultures. Each flag-painted plane carried not just soldiers or supplies but the stories, songs, and hopes of its people. We fought for recognition, for survival, for a place in the grand mosaic of existence.
It was piloted by a daring dreamer who believed that the sky was wide enough for everyone. As it soared through the chaos, it stitched together fragments of torn flags into a new design, a testament to the possibility of unity amidst diversity.
The artwork captures this moment in time—a frenetic yet hopeful scene where nations converge in a sky ablaze with color and motion. While our differences may set us apart, they also give us the chance to create something extraordinary together.
Skybound Mosaic_The sky served as the battlefield, painted with the dreams, identities, and struggles of countless cultures. Every airplane bore the emblem of its homeland, a flag meticulously crafted into its body, symbolizing its heritage and aspirations. The triangular canvas of this world teemed with movement—a kaleidoscope of colors and symbols weaving together narratives of unity and discord, ambition and resilience.
But this was not merely a war of dominance. It was also an intricate dance—a conversation between cultures. Each flag-painted plane carried not just soldiers or supplies but the stories, songs, and hopes of its people. We fought for recognition, for survival, for a place in the grand mosaic of existence.
It was piloted by a daring dreamer who believed that the sky was wide enough for everyone. As it soared through the chaos, it stitched together fragments of torn flags into a new design, a testament to the possibility of unity amidst diversity.
The artwork captures this moment in time—a frenetic yet hopeful scene where nations converge in a sky ablaze with color and motion. While our differences may set us apart, they also give us the chance to create something extraordinary together.
The years of the Sheep bitch
oil on canvas_ 145x112cm_2023
I drew a sheep woman that I saw in my dreams. She wears traditional Korean clothes. She sticks out her tongue. It means everything in the world is mine.
Albert Einstein also stuck out his tongue after he recognized all the ways of the world. “I know everything. I made electricity. All the world is mine.”
In , Jerry also stuck out his tongue. Because he was assured to run away from Tom easily. “I can run away. I master the world. I know everything.” He mocked the world and humans.
I drew a sheep woman that I saw in my dreams. She wears traditional Korean clothes. She sticks out her tongue. It means everything in the world is mine.
Albert Einstein also stuck out his tongue after he recognized all the ways of the world. “I know everything. I made electricity. All the world is mine.”
In , Jerry also stuck out his tongue. Because he was assured to run away from Tom easily. “I can run away. I master the world. I know everything.” He mocked the world and humans.
G O A T
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2024
I drew a sheepman that I saw in my dreams. He wears traditional Korean (Joseon Dynasty) Last King clothes. He wears King Sejong`s hat. King Sejong invented Hangul, the Korean alphabet.
I drew a sheepman that I saw in my dreams. He wears traditional Korean (Joseon Dynasty) Last King clothes. He wears King Sejong`s hat. King Sejong invented Hangul, the Korean alphabet.
The Genesis
oil on canvas_ 130x162cm_2015
They changes the World
oil on canvas_ 112x162cm_2024
The wise men, filled with joy at the birth of Jesus, brought a Korean trophy as a gift of honor. Their celebration culminated in a vibrant festival, symbolizing global interconnectedness and shared jubilation.
When a star began to fall, they left to see Baby Jesus. They soon found him nearby, and the moment affirmed their faith. In this narrative, Jews, Israel, and Koreans are imagined as brother states, connected through a shared history of cultural exchange. Korea’s hat manufacturing industry, renowned for its craftsmanship, had also reached global markets, further emphasizing this interconnectedness.
Korea’s history includes a colonial experience. Contrary to the humiliating notion that Korea collapsed because it failed to adapt to the times, historical evidence paints a different picture. Seoul was a modern metropolis, celebrated as the only city equipped with electric lights during its era. Manufacturing, particularly the production of hats, thrived on a global scale. Korean ancestors lived wisely, actively participating in global trade through the Silk Road.
While history is often written by the victors, these untold stories reveal a society that contributed meaningfully to the interconnected world.
The wise men, filled with joy at the birth of Jesus, brought a Korean trophy as a gift of honor. Their celebration culminated in a vibrant festival, symbolizing global interconnectedness and shared jubilation.
When a star began to fall, they left to see Baby Jesus. They soon found him nearby, and the moment affirmed their faith. In this narrative, Jews, Israel, and Koreans are imagined as brother states, connected through a shared history of cultural exchange. Korea’s hat manufacturing industry, renowned for its craftsmanship, had also reached global markets, further emphasizing this interconnectedness.
Korea’s history includes a colonial experience. Contrary to the humiliating notion that Korea collapsed because it failed to adapt to the times, historical evidence paints a different picture. Seoul was a modern metropolis, celebrated as the only city equipped with electric lights during its era. Manufacturing, particularly the production of hats, thrived on a global scale. Korean ancestors lived wisely, actively participating in global trade through the Silk Road.
While history is often written by the victors, these untold stories reveal a society that contributed meaningfully to the interconnected world.
Rome in Asia
oil on canvas_72x90cm_2025
At the very top, the inclusion of the Korean taegeuk symbol is particularly striking, linking the artwork to cultural heritage. This detail suggests that the themes explored within the building are deeply rooted in identity and the tension between modernity and tradition.
Each window of the building tells a distinct story, offering fragmented yet interconnected glimpses into human experiences.
At the very top, the inclusion of the Korean taegeuk symbol is particularly striking, linking the artwork to cultural heritage. This detail suggests that the themes explored within the building are deeply rooted in identity and the tension between modernity and tradition.
Each window of the building tells a distinct story, offering fragmented yet interconnected glimpses into human experiences.
Bananas under the Ancestral Light
oil on paper_ 50x64cm_2025
Fall evenings create a stage where the familiar dissolves into the fantastical. I recall a family gathering under the twilight sky.
My parents wore a crown, embodying an ambiguous regality that spoke to both personal history and shared lineage. Around them, my family witnessed the uncanny: invisible men and women appeared, their gestures marked by pointed fingers.
On the ground, bananas sprouted from the earth. Above, fish-like figures—a man and a woman clad in traditional Korean hanbok—descended from a UFO. These spectral visitors disappeared into the mountains as silently as they had arrived.
In this landscape, genetic accidents abound, creating a world teetering on the edge of chaos. The work explores how tradition, family, and the otherworldly collide, revealing the fragility of order and the boundless possibilities of evolution.
This navigates a space where the known and unknown intertwine, where every detail carries the weight of possibility, and where the act of witnessing becomes as surreal as the events themselves.
Fall evenings create a stage where the familiar dissolves into the fantastical. I recall a family gathering under the twilight sky.
My parents wore a crown, embodying an ambiguous regality that spoke to both personal history and shared lineage. Around them, my family witnessed the uncanny: invisible men and women appeared, their gestures marked by pointed fingers.
On the ground, bananas sprouted from the earth. Above, fish-like figures—a man and a woman clad in traditional Korean hanbok—descended from a UFO. These spectral visitors disappeared into the mountains as silently as they had arrived.
In this landscape, genetic accidents abound, creating a world teetering on the edge of chaos. The work explores how tradition, family, and the otherworldly collide, revealing the fragility of order and the boundless possibilities of evolution.
This navigates a space where the known and unknown intertwine, where every detail carries the weight of possibility, and where the act of witnessing becomes as surreal as the events themselves.
Let there be light 2
oil on canvas_ 130x162cm_2024
History has failed us, but no matter.
it was the season of darkness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair.
we had everything before us,
we had nothing before us,
we were all going direct to Heaven,
we were all going direct the other way.
History has failed us, but no matter.
it was the season of darkness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair.
we had everything before us,
we had nothing before us,
we were all going direct to Heaven,
we were all going direct the other way.
푸를 청에 빛나리
유리에 구슬, 17.5x 30x 20.5 cm_2019
This mirrors the silhouette of Goryeo celadon, a treasure of Korean heritage. Renowned for its delicate blue-green glaze, perfected during the Goryeo dynasty, it gains strength, particularly when crafted with bone ash. It symbolizes humanity—fragile yet resilient.
The bell, a symbol of sound, signifies beginnings, echoing the Bible’s opening line: “In the beginning was the Word.” This reflects a truth about life itself. Babies begin their journey with a cry, marking the first sound of existence.
In this narrative of beginnings, the nightclub emerges as a modern metaphor—a space of contradictions, where life seems to pulse to its own rhythm. Amid deafening music, people dance not just for pleasure but in search of connection and meaning. Handsome faces and sparkling eyes meet, each encounter offering a fleeting promise. The nightclub becomes an unlikely womb of creation, where life’s raw potential—love, friendship, even destiny—is conceived amid the noise and laughter.
It holds a truth often overlooked: it is a stage where humanity gathers, imperfect yet full of potential. Like celadon glazed in fire, it is a place where beauty is shaped, where beginnings are forged. Life, unpredictable and vibrant, finds its start in the most unexpected places, reminding us that creation takes many forms.
This mirrors the silhouette of Goryeo celadon, a treasure of Korean heritage. Renowned for its delicate blue-green glaze, perfected during the Goryeo dynasty, it gains strength, particularly when crafted with bone ash. It symbolizes humanity—fragile yet resilient.
The bell, a symbol of sound, signifies beginnings, echoing the Bible’s opening line: “In the beginning was the Word.” This reflects a truth about life itself. Babies begin their journey with a cry, marking the first sound of existence.
In this narrative of beginnings, the nightclub emerges as a modern metaphor—a space of contradictions, where life seems to pulse to its own rhythm. Amid deafening music, people dance not just for pleasure but in search of connection and meaning. Handsome faces and sparkling eyes meet, each encounter offering a fleeting promise. The nightclub becomes an unlikely womb of creation, where life’s raw potential—love, friendship, even destiny—is conceived amid the noise and laughter.
It holds a truth often overlooked: it is a stage where humanity gathers, imperfect yet full of potential. Like celadon glazed in fire, it is a place where beauty is shaped, where beginnings are forged. Life, unpredictable and vibrant, finds its start in the most unexpected places, reminding us that creation takes many forms.
This mirrors the silhouette of Goryeo celadon, a treasure of Korean heritage. Renowned for its delicate blue-green glaze, perfected during the Goryeo dynasty, it gains strength, particularly when crafted with bone ash. It symbolizes humanity—fragile yet resilient.
The bell, a symbol of sound, signifies beginnings, echoing the Bible’s opening line: “In the beginning was the Word.” This reflects a truth about life itself. Babies begin their journey with a cry, marking the first sound of existence.
In this narrative of beginnings, the nightclub emerges as a modern metaphor—a space of contradictions, where life seems to pulse to its own rhythm. Amid deafening music, people dance not just for pleasure but in search of connection and meaning. Handsome faces and sparkling eyes meet, each encounter offering a fleeting promise. The nightclub becomes an unlikely womb of creation, where life’s raw potential—love, friendship, even destiny—is conceived amid the noise and laughter.
It holds a truth often overlooked: it is a stage where humanity gathers, imperfect yet full of potential. Like celadon glazed in fire, it is a place where beauty is shaped, where beginnings are forged. Life, unpredictable and vibrant, finds its start in the most unexpected places, reminding us that creation takes many forms.
This mirrors the silhouette of Goryeo celadon, a treasure of Korean heritage. Renowned for its delicate blue-green glaze, perfected during the Goryeo dynasty, it gains strength, particularly when crafted with bone ash. It symbolizes humanity—fragile yet resilient.
The bell, a symbol of sound, signifies beginnings, echoing the Bible’s opening line: “In the beginning was the Word.” This reflects a truth about life itself. Babies begin their journey with a cry, marking the first sound of existence.
In this narrative of beginnings, the nightclub emerges as a modern metaphor—a space of contradictions, where life seems to pulse to its own rhythm. Amid deafening music, people dance not just for pleasure but in search of connection and meaning. Handsome faces and sparkling eyes meet, each encounter offering a fleeting promise. The nightclub becomes an unlikely womb of creation, where life’s raw potential—love, friendship, even destiny—is conceived amid the noise and laughter.
It holds a truth often overlooked: it is a stage where humanity gathers, imperfect yet full of potential. Like celadon glazed in fire, it is a place where beauty is shaped, where beginnings are forged. Life, unpredictable and vibrant, finds its start in the most unexpected places, reminding us that creation takes many forms.
Tension
watercolor on paper_21x 29cm_2015
A Land of Hat
oil on canvas_ 112x162cm_2024
Let there be light
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2024
It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom,
it was the age of foolishness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair.
It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom,
it was the age of foolishness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair.
Pink Tide
oil on canvas_ 88x152cm_2014
Two fish girl
oil on paper_ 50x32cm_2024
I found a pattern of two fishes looking at the sun. Ancient King Suro Kim married an Indian princess. The pattern was found in her house door.
I found a pattern of two fishes looking at the sun. Ancient King Suro Kim married an Indian princess. The pattern was found in her house door.
Live Together
oil on paper _ 76x56cm
Pink Paradise
oil on canvas_ 130x162cm_2023
Blue Land
oil on canvas_ 130x162cm_2023
A Palm Assembly
oil on canvas _ 52x65cm_2014
1, 2, 3 !
oil on canvas _ 60x73cm_2014
Blue Tide
oil on canvas_ 112x145cm_2015
Facets
This save me
oil on canvas_ 110cm_2022
This captures my fleeting memory from long ago, a moment of deep despair and the search for a place of disappearance. In this space, an encounter with a companion led to a journey through an expansive, untouched landscape. Amongst a vast orange orchard, dark green leaves shrouded the world in twilight, while the fruit itself sparkled like distant stars. The scene, with its quiet beauty, infused with a sense of renewal and strength, offering a silent invitation to embrace life once more.
Though the bond ultimately dissolved, the memory remains—a reminder of the power of fleeting connections and transformative moments. Just as the apple in ancient lore symbolized change, the orange in this tale represents hope, renewal, and the quiet promise of tomorrow.
This captures my fleeting memory from long ago, a moment of deep despair and the search for a place of disappearance. In this space, an encounter with a companion led to a journey through an expansive, untouched landscape. Amongst a vast orange orchard, dark green leaves shrouded the world in twilight, while the fruit itself sparkled like distant stars. The scene, with its quiet beauty, infused with a sense of renewal and strength, offering a silent invitation to embrace life once more.
Though the bond ultimately dissolved, the memory remains—a reminder of the power of fleeting connections and transformative moments. Just as the apple in ancient lore symbolized change, the orange in this tale represents hope, renewal, and the quiet promise of tomorrow.
Da da da
oil on canvas _ 130x130cm_2023
Knives converge toward the center, creating a point of unity—a dot. Each blade bears its own purpose. They form a dynamic tension, a visual explosion of strength and vulnerability.
The title, "Da Da Da," echoes across layers of meaning. In Korean, "da" means "all," signifying an encompassing whole. It also nods to Dada in art history, a movement that embraced uncertainty and found meaning within disarray. This duality mirrors itself: at once traditional and contemporary, chaotic and centered, personal and universal.
The knives are metaphors for survival, tools for navigating a life that often feels like a jungle. In Korean folklore, women would carry a small silver knife for protection. Each knife in the circle becomes a talisman, a fragment of lived experience.
The blue represents the life’s trials and possibilities. Gold adds a sacred quality, elevating these tools of survival into objects of reverence. The circle at the center becomes a point of transformation, where struggle crystallizes into clarity—a singular moment of focus amid chaos.
This is a convergence of stories, emotions, and histories. It speaks to the strength required to gather one’s tools and face the challenges of existence head-on. What are the knives we carry in our own lives? What center are we striving to create amid the chaos?
Even in the most tumultuous jungles, there is the possibility of finding balance, purpose, and the sharp focus needed to move forward.
Knives converge toward the center, creating a point of unity—a dot. Each blade bears its own purpose. They form a dynamic tension, a visual explosion of strength and vulnerability.
The title, "Da Da Da," echoes across layers of meaning. In Korean, "da" means "all," signifying an encompassing whole. It also nods to Dada in art history, a movement that embraced uncertainty and found meaning within disarray. This duality mirrors itself: at once traditional and contemporary, chaotic and centered, personal and universal.
The knives are metaphors for survival, tools for navigating a life that often feels like a jungle. In Korean folklore, women would carry a small silver knife for protection. Each knife in the circle becomes a talisman, a fragment of lived experience.
The blue represents the life’s trials and possibilities. Gold adds a sacred quality, elevating these tools of survival into objects of reverence. The circle at the center becomes a point of transformation, where struggle crystallizes into clarity—a singular moment of focus amid chaos.
This is a convergence of stories, emotions, and histories. It speaks to the strength required to gather one’s tools and face the challenges of existence head-on. What are the knives we carry in our own lives? What center are we striving to create amid the chaos?
Even in the most tumultuous jungles, there is the possibility of finding balance, purpose, and the sharp focus needed to move forward.
Call my Luck
oil on canvas _ 80x100cm_2021
The Moment of Truth
oil on canvas _162x390cm_2021
Moses climbed Mount Sinai and received a stone from God. There was a Korean dialect engraved on it.
Moses climbed Mount Sinai and received a stone from God. There was a Korean dialect engraved on it.
Conference of Saint
oil on canvas_90x90cm_2019
God protect our humanity. They are in a discussion about who to be shot.
God protect our humanity. They are in a discussion about who to be shot.
Praise eternity
oil on canvas_72x90cm_2019
Brightest Star in Galaxy
Oil on canvas_110x110cm_2020
Amid life's chaos, I often feel overwhelming—a labyrinth of unpredictable outcomes and fleeting connections. I painted as a sanctuary within this turbulence. The patterned backdrop serves as an anchor, its repetitive rhythm offering solace to a restless mind. It represents the predictability we long for, a quiet affirmation that amidst disorder, there is a structure—a sense of control we can hold onto.
It draws in with its intricate symmetry, evoking a sense of unity and transcendence. Its form reflects the eternal cycles of life, death, and rebirth, much like the sacred mandalas found in religious traditions.
The anxiety of the physical realm meets the peace of the spiritual. It tells a story of finding refuge in the predictable beauty of patterns and the transcendental embrace of the sacred. I invite you to pause, to breathe, and to find solace in its meditative design—a reminder that salvation lies not in escaping the world, but in finding harmony within it.
Amid life's chaos, I often feel overwhelming—a labyrinth of unpredictable outcomes and fleeting connections. I painted as a sanctuary within this turbulence. The patterned backdrop serves as an anchor, its repetitive rhythm offering solace to a restless mind. It represents the predictability we long for, a quiet affirmation that amidst disorder, there is a structure—a sense of control we can hold onto.
It draws in with its intricate symmetry, evoking a sense of unity and transcendence. Its form reflects the eternal cycles of life, death, and rebirth, much like the sacred mandalas found in religious traditions.
The anxiety of the physical realm meets the peace of the spiritual. It tells a story of finding refuge in the predictable beauty of patterns and the transcendental embrace of the sacred. I invite you to pause, to breathe, and to find solace in its meditative design—a reminder that salvation lies not in escaping the world, but in finding harmony within it.
Praise Eternity III
oil on canvas_72x90cm_2020
Praise Eternity II
oil on canvas_72x90cm_2018
Sweet Cupid
oil on canvas_80x80cm_2017
In ‘Les Miserables’, there are a variety of human figures. All mankind's lives were reflected in my eyes.
In ‘Les Miserables’, there are a variety of human figures. All mankind's lives were reflected in my eyes.
Two become one
oil on canvas_72x90cm_2018
Praise Eternity IV
oil on canvas_90x72cm_2020
Orion searching for the Rising Sun
oil on canvas_90x72cm_2020
The Third Garden in heaven
oil on canvas _162x112cm_2021
The Third Garden in heaven II
oil on canvas _162x130cm_2021
The Third Garden in heaven III
oil on canvas _162x130cm_2021
The Third Garden in heaven IV
oil on canvas _162x130cm_2022
Venus deliver happiness
oil on canvas _72x90cm_2021
Shooting Star
Nacre, oil on canvas_40cm_2016
The flowers bloomed with quiet intensity, their petals a rich, fiery pink that whispered of a femininity. Nestled among the blossoms was a revolver. The weapon was a paradox, both an intrusion and an emblem of desire. I had poured into its shape—a proclamation of longing and the yearning to claim a life full of richness, vitality, and connection.
The flowers seemed to breathe femininity capturing the essence of a woman—softness, beauty and ambition. They stood as a tribute to women who adorn their spaces not just with aesthetics but with the depth of dreams.
The gun, however, told a story of the woman’s desire for balance, that complemented femininity with masculinitcory. It was not a symbol of violence but of yearning—a coded message to the universe, an invitation for love to materialize.
As in the tradition of the Scholar's Accoutrements in Oriental art, it spoke to the unsaid wishes of the heart. It was a tableau of longing, where the artists had immortalized their desires into a conversation, femininity, and the world.
And so, it stood as both an offering and a demand—a moment of quiet reflection bursting with the bold energy of a woman unafraid to paint my desires into existence.
The flowers bloomed with quiet intensity, their petals a rich, fiery pink that whispered of a femininity. Nestled among the blossoms was a revolver. The weapon was a paradox, both an intrusion and an emblem of desire. I had poured into its shape—a proclamation of longing and the yearning to claim a life full of richness, vitality, and connection.
The flowers seemed to breathe femininity capturing the essence of a woman—softness, beauty and ambition. They stood as a tribute to women who adorn their spaces not just with aesthetics but with the depth of dreams.
The gun, however, told a story of the woman’s desire for balance, that complemented femininity with masculinitcory. It was not a symbol of violence but of yearning—a coded message to the universe, an invitation for love to materialize.
As in the tradition of the Scholar's Accoutrements in Oriental art, it spoke to the unsaid wishes of the heart. It was a tableau of longing, where the artists had immortalized their desires into a conversation, femininity, and the world.
And so, it stood as both an offering and a demand—a moment of quiet reflection bursting with the bold energy of a woman unafraid to paint my desires into existence.
Blue Moonlight Cosmos
oil on canvas_80x80cm_2017
In ‘Les Miserables’, there are a variety of human figures. All mankind's lives were reflected in my eyes.
In ‘Les Miserables’, there are a variety of human figures. All mankind's lives were reflected in my eyes.
The Sweetbitter Loveletter that resonates in Galaxy
C-print _ 110x110cm_2021
A visual poem, a reflection of life’s complex dance between joy and pain, sweetness and bitterness. The scattered colorful chocolates form a constellation—a galaxy of emotions, memories, and moments that shape our existence.
Each piece of candy represents a fragment of life. The bright, playful colors evoke happiness: a shared laugh, a fleeting romance, or a dream realized. Yet, the randomness of their arrangement speaks to the unpredictable life. Scattered across the cosmic void, they remind us that sweetness is often accompanied by the bitterness of uncertainty, loss, or longing.
This galaxy is a metaphor for love and its contradictions. Love, like the candies, can be sweet but often leaves a bittersweet aftertaste. It is an unpredictable journey—sometimes harmonious and other times chaotic. The interplay of colors and spaces between the candies mirrors the ebb and flow of emotions in a love story: the closeness, the distance, the sparks of connection, and the quiet voids.
As a "love letter" to the universe, this speaks of resilience and hope. The chocolates may seem scattered, but together, they form a breathtaking picture of existence. Life, in all its sweetbitter moments, is worth savoring. Every joy, every sorrow, every connection resonates, creating ripples that extend far beyond the individual. The galaxy becomes a reminder that even the most fragmented parts of life come together to form something beautiful—a universe of meaning and wonder.
It is a love letter not just to a person, but to life itself—a celebration of its chaos, its beauty, and its infinite possibilities.
A visual poem, a reflection of life’s complex dance between joy and pain, sweetness and bitterness. The scattered colorful chocolates form a constellation—a galaxy of emotions, memories, and moments that shape our existence.
Each piece of candy represents a fragment of life. The bright, playful colors evoke happiness: a shared laugh, a fleeting romance, or a dream realized. Yet, the randomness of their arrangement speaks to the unpredictable life. Scattered across the cosmic void, they remind us that sweetness is often accompanied by the bitterness of uncertainty, loss, or longing.
This galaxy is a metaphor for love and its contradictions. Love, like the candies, can be sweet but often leaves a bittersweet aftertaste. It is an unpredictable journey—sometimes harmonious and other times chaotic. The interplay of colors and spaces between the candies mirrors the ebb and flow of emotions in a love story: the closeness, the distance, the sparks of connection, and the quiet voids.
As a "love letter" to the universe, this speaks of resilience and hope. The chocolates may seem scattered, but together, they form a breathtaking picture of existence. Life, in all its sweetbitter moments, is worth savoring. Every joy, every sorrow, every connection resonates, creating ripples that extend far beyond the individual. The galaxy becomes a reminder that even the most fragmented parts of life come together to form something beautiful—a universe of meaning and wonder.
It is a love letter not just to a person, but to life itself—a celebration of its chaos, its beauty, and its infinite possibilities.
Happy Payday
oil on canvas_80x116cm_2018
Light me up
oil on canvas_61x72cm_2018
Blessing of the heaven
oil on canvas_40x40cm_2022
Amid life's chaos, I often feel overwhelming—a labyrinth of unpredictable outcomes and fleeting connections. I painted as a sanctuary within this turbulence. The patterned backdrop serves as an anchor, its repetitive rhythm offering solace to a restless mind. It represents the predictability we long for, a quiet affirmation that amidst disorder, there is a structure—a sense of control we can hold onto.
It draws in with its intricate symmetry, evoking a sense of unity and transcendence. Its form reflects the eternal cycles of life, death, and rebirth, much like the sacred mandalas found in religious traditions.
The anxiety of the physical realm meets the peace of the spiritual. It tells a story of finding refuge in the predictable beauty of patterns and the transcendental embrace of the sacred. I invite you to pause, to breathe, and to find solace in its meditative design—a reminder that salvation lies not in escaping the world, but in finding harmony within it.
Amid life's chaos, I often feel overwhelming—a labyrinth of unpredictable outcomes and fleeting connections. I painted as a sanctuary within this turbulence. The patterned backdrop serves as an anchor, its repetitive rhythm offering solace to a restless mind. It represents the predictability we long for, a quiet affirmation that amidst disorder, there is a structure—a sense of control we can hold onto.
It draws in with its intricate symmetry, evoking a sense of unity and transcendence. Its form reflects the eternal cycles of life, death, and rebirth, much like the sacred mandalas found in religious traditions.
The anxiety of the physical realm meets the peace of the spiritual. It tells a story of finding refuge in the predictable beauty of patterns and the transcendental embrace of the sacred. I invite you to pause, to breathe, and to find solace in its meditative design—a reminder that salvation lies not in escaping the world, but in finding harmony within it.
The Globe on a Turtle's back
oil on canvas_40x40cm_2022
Trust
Pyramid in us
oil on canvas_100x100cm_2010
The story of a love hidden beneath form and emotion. Two hands—one masculine, one feminine—are gently clasped. Their intertwining represents closeness, but when mirrored into symmetry, the shapes transform into a pyramid seen from above, a symbol of structure, mystery, and timelessness.
It reflects an inner conflict: the desire to expose the raw truths of love versus the need to conceal vulnerability. It embodies a paradoxical longing—to preserve a sense of allure and simplicity in how love is perceived outwardly while wrestling with its challenges privately. Love is not simple; it is fraught with struggles, insecurities, and unspoken desires.
The composition is deliberate, serving as both a metaphor and a sanctuary. Symmetry creates a perfect balance, offering stability in a world that often feels unstable. It introduces order, quieting the chaos of hidden feelings. Yet, within this balance lies a duality: symmetry both reveals and conceals. The mirrored forms exaggerate certain emotions while camouflaging others, much like my attempt to reconcile my inner world with the image I present to others. The teardrop-like marks suggest a sense of sorrow or longing, grounding the piece in emotional reality despite its formal perfection.
This is not just a story of love; it is also a story of self-discovery. It is an exploration of how art can serve as both a mask and a mirror, offering solace and clarity to those who seek to understand their place in the world of relationships.
The story of a love hidden beneath form and emotion. Two hands—one masculine, one feminine—are gently clasped. Their intertwining represents closeness, but when mirrored into symmetry, the shapes transform into a pyramid seen from above, a symbol of structure, mystery, and timelessness.
It reflects an inner conflict: the desire to expose the raw truths of love versus the need to conceal vulnerability. It embodies a paradoxical longing—to preserve a sense of allure and simplicity in how love is perceived outwardly while wrestling with its challenges privately. Love is not simple; it is fraught with struggles, insecurities, and unspoken desires.
The composition is deliberate, serving as both a metaphor and a sanctuary. Symmetry creates a perfect balance, offering stability in a world that often feels unstable. It introduces order, quieting the chaos of hidden feelings. Yet, within this balance lies a duality: symmetry both reveals and conceals. The mirrored forms exaggerate certain emotions while camouflaging others, much like my attempt to reconcile my inner world with the image I present to others. The teardrop-like marks suggest a sense of sorrow or longing, grounding the piece in emotional reality despite its formal perfection.
This is not just a story of love; it is also a story of self-discovery. It is an exploration of how art can serve as both a mask and a mirror, offering solace and clarity to those who seek to understand their place in the world of relationships.
If you want me, satisfy me
oil on canvas_130x130cm_2008
Kiss somebody
oil on canvas_130x130cm_2010
Life
oil on canvas_40x40cm_2012
Boundaries of Desire
oil on canvas_130x130cm_2006
A visual exploration of desire, duality, and the enigmatic interplay between intimacy and identity. The fiery red lips exude passion, seduction, and raw emotion, a visceral symbol of allure that draws into the central tension. This invites reflection on the boundaries between physicality and abstraction, power and submission. The image blurs these distinctions, embodying a confusion of identities and roles—provocative, intentional, and unapologetically bold.
It symbolizes both enlightenment and the heat of inner conflict. The symmetry amplifies the idea of reflection, mirroring our own personal battles with desire, identity, and societal expectations.
The two horizontal lines that cut through the composition in it introduce an additional layer of meaning to the artwork, subtly yet powerfully dividing the canvas. These lines act as a grid—a construct of order and restraint—juxtaposed against the raw, visceral emotions and symbols within the piece. They are barriers that hint at separation, boundaries that fragment the visual space, mirroring the internal divisions within the self or the societal constraints placed on desire and identity.
Ultimately, it tells a story of tension between primal instincts and societal constructs. It dares us to confront their own emotions, biases, and the fluid nature of identity and attraction. It’s a testament to the complexity of human connection, where passion and confusion often walk hand in hand.
A visual exploration of desire, duality, and the enigmatic interplay between intimacy and identity. The fiery red lips exude passion, seduction, and raw emotion, a visceral symbol of allure that draws into the central tension. This invites reflection on the boundaries between physicality and abstraction, power and submission. The image blurs these distinctions, embodying a confusion of identities and roles—provocative, intentional, and unapologetically bold.
It symbolizes both enlightenment and the heat of inner conflict. The symmetry amplifies the idea of reflection, mirroring our own personal battles with desire, identity, and societal expectations.
The two horizontal lines that cut through the composition in it introduce an additional layer of meaning to the artwork, subtly yet powerfully dividing the canvas. These lines act as a grid—a construct of order and restraint—juxtaposed against the raw, visceral emotions and symbols within the piece. They are barriers that hint at separation, boundaries that fragment the visual space, mirroring the internal divisions within the self or the societal constraints placed on desire and identity.
Ultimately, it tells a story of tension between primal instincts and societal constructs. It dares us to confront their own emotions, biases, and the fluid nature of identity and attraction. It’s a testament to the complexity of human connection, where passion and confusion often walk hand in hand.
Star
oil on canvas_40x40cm_2009
New Spring
oil on canvas_90x90cm_2011
a Flashy Flame
oil on canvas_112x140cm_2007
Cosmos
oil on canvas_100x100cm_2008
Long tears of broad lake
oil on canvas_130x130cm_2005
The woman's yellow complexion, once indicative of ambition, now serves as a warning of burnout and the collapse of spirit. It resembles Edvard Munch's 'The Scream,' where the figure's expression conveys profound emotional distress and existential angst. Similarly, John Everett Millais's Ophelia captures a tragic surrender to overwhelming pressures. The woman embodies a generation struggling to break free from societal constraints, seeking self-realization and authenticity amidst the weight of expectations. The painting serves as a powerful commentary that prioritizes status over individual well-being, urging a reflection on the meaning of success and personal fulfillment.
Furthermore, the societal emphasis leaves little room for personal relationships. Many young adults prioritize academic success and career advancement, viewing them as critical components of personal status and social standing. This intense competition often results in delayed or foregone romantic relationships and family planning.
This captures this dilemma, illustrating how the pursuit of societal ideals can lead to personal sacrifices, including the difficulty in loving relationships. The woman's isolation within the grid underscores the emotional toll of these pressures, highlighting the need for a more balanced approach that values personal well-being alongside societal expectations.
The woman's yellow complexion, once indicative of ambition, now serves as a warning of burnout and the collapse of spirit. It resembles Edvard Munch's 'The Scream,' where the figure's expression conveys profound emotional distress and existential angst. Similarly, John Everett Millais's Ophelia captures a tragic surrender to overwhelming pressures. The woman embodies a generation struggling to break free from societal constraints, seeking self-realization and authenticity amidst the weight of expectations. The painting serves as a powerful commentary that prioritizes status over individual well-being, urging a reflection on the meaning of success and personal fulfillment.
Furthermore, the societal emphasis leaves little room for personal relationships. Many young adults prioritize academic success and career advancement, viewing them as critical components of personal status and social standing. This intense competition often results in delayed or foregone romantic relationships and family planning.
This captures this dilemma, illustrating how the pursuit of societal ideals can lead to personal sacrifices, including the difficulty in loving relationships. The woman's isolation within the grid underscores the emotional toll of these pressures, highlighting the need for a more balanced approach that values personal well-being alongside societal expectations.
Mother
oil on canvas_ 162x130cm_2006
Live with body
oil on canvas_100x60cm_2012
Tonymoly Checkin
oil on canvas_diameters_ 40cm_2024
This is a symbols of duality, a bridge between the carnal and the divine. The skin, painted with tender precision, radiates a warmth that feels alive. These feet are no longer just flesh;
There is a sensuality to the scene. The curve of the soles, the delicate arch, the toes pressing gently into each other—all exude a quiet eroticism. It is a body offered and adorned, made irresistible by the desserts perched precariously above. Macarons, with their luscious raspberries and creamy swirls, are not just confections but objects of temptation—luxurious, excessive, and indulgent. They are gifts to be consumed, pleasures that hover on the edge of decadence and sin.
But the foot—this unassuming part of the body—also carries echoes of holiness. The washing of Christ’s feet, the anointing with oil, and the kiss of devotion. Is this foot divine, bearing the weight of humanity’s desire, or is it simply another object to be adorned, consumed, and ultimately discarded?
This becomes a ritual: a quiet meditation on pleasure, submission, and salvation. In the modern world, where beauty and indulgence are inseparable, the foot reminds us of our eternal struggle. The tension between body and soul, desire and sanctity, indulgence and sacrifice.
Where do we stand?
Beneath the sweet weight of it all, the answer lingers—both sacred and profaned.
This is a symbols of duality, a bridge between the carnal and the divine. The skin, painted with tender precision, radiates a warmth that feels alive. These feet are no longer just flesh;
There is a sensuality to the scene. The curve of the soles, the delicate arch, the toes pressing gently into each other—all exude a quiet eroticism. It is a body offered and adorned, made irresistible by the desserts perched precariously above. Macarons, with their luscious raspberries and creamy swirls, are not just confections but objects of temptation—luxurious, excessive, and indulgent. They are gifts to be consumed, pleasures that hover on the edge of decadence and sin.
But the foot—this unassuming part of the body—also carries echoes of holiness. The washing of Christ’s feet, the anointing with oil, and the kiss of devotion. Is this foot divine, bearing the weight of humanity’s desire, or is it simply another object to be adorned, consumed, and ultimately discarded?
This becomes a ritual: a quiet meditation on pleasure, submission, and salvation. In the modern world, where beauty and indulgence are inseparable, the foot reminds us of our eternal struggle. The tension between body and soul, desire and sanctity, indulgence and sacrifice.
Where do we stand?
Beneath the sweet weight of it all, the answer lingers—both sacred and profaned.
Deep Sea
oil on canvas_80x100cm_2012
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