June 13, 2014

A conversation with Artist Nam-kyung Bae and “Wintery Days”

There aren’t many contemporary artist that I truly admire. As I get older, I find it rare that I am moved by someone’s art. Today I visited Nam-kyung Bae’s studio….

March 05, 2014

Learn how to paint signs in London — UPPERCASE

Hand Lettering Art!!! This reminds me of Korean Calligraphy. There is so much pressure at the tip of the brush, but it is completely freeing, once you realize you don’t…

November 26, 2013

Good by George by Joris Kuipers

    I stumbled upon this beautiful installation by Joris Kuiper. Bright hued rich colors floating with a definite direction reminds me of my mentor’s early work. She opened my eyes…

October 18, 2013

Qui se consume et chante

C’est à voir basse qu’on enchante Sous la cendre d’hiver Ce cœur, pareil au feu couvert, Qui se consume et chante. Toulet Quoted from la psychanalyse du feu by Gaston…

October 10, 2013

Prayer

Facing our responsibilities, you may call it, “life” that are far more grungy, fearsome, and simply boring than we ever imagined, must we remember how life showed itself to us…

October 07, 2013

When Death Comes

WHEN DEATH COMES Mary Oliver     When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; … And therefore I look upon everything as a brotherhood and a sisterhood, and…

October 05, 2013

Les Coquelicots a Argenteuil, 1873

  Yes, there will be a season of early summer again; a moment of joy echoing to eternity!   (Dear readers, As I was on my quest to fetch this…

October 03, 2013

Jazz Band from the Heaven: sometimes death opens our eyes

  Here is something to brighten my day. Michelangelo’s own poem after his father’s death reads: “In your death I am learning how to die, Oh my dear father, and…

September 22, 2013

Pieta

My parents came back from Europe today. My dad wanted to share pictures he has taken throughout his ten day trip in England, Paris, Swiss, and Italy. The pictures brought…

September 10, 2013

Mischievous Angel I Know

“One day I will lie nowhere with an angel at my side.” Paul Klee