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Editorโs Letter Chung Sae Yong ํธ์ง์์ ๊ธ
editor in chief
์ง๋ 10์1์ผ ๋ถํฐ 10์ผ ๋์ ๋๊ตฌ ๋ฐฉ์ฒ์์ฅ์์ Artist Run Space ๊ตญ์ ์ ์ ๊ฐ์ตํ์์ต๋๋ค. ๊ตญ์ ์ ์ ์๋ ์ ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ ธ ์๊ฐ๋ค์ ์ด์ด ๋ ๋ฒ์งธ๋ก B์ปค๋ฎค๋์ผ์ด์ ์ด ๊ธฐํํ์ฌ ์ด์ด๋๊ฐ๋ ์ ์์ ๋๋ค. ์ด๋ฒ์ ๋๊ตฌ์ ๋ ๋ฆฝ ์๊ฐ๋ฏธ์ ์ก์ง [b]racket ์ก์ง ๊ตฌ์ฑ์๋ค๊ณผ ๊ทธ๋ค์ด ์ถ์ฒํ ์ธ๊ตญ์๊ฐ๋ค, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ B์ปค๋ฎค๋์ผ์ด์ ์์ ์ ์ํ ์ ์ ์๊ฐ๋ค์ด ํจ๊ป ์ฐธ์ฌํ์์ต๋๋ค. ํ๊ตญ์ ํฌํจํด ๋ฏธ๊ตญ, ์บ๋๋ค, ์๊ตญ, ์จ๋๋ผ์ค, ๋จ์ํ๋ฆฌ์นด๊ณตํ๊ตญ, 6๊ฐ๊ตญ์์ ์จ ์ด 30๋ช ์ ๋ค์ํ ์ฅ๋ฅด, ์๊ฐ๋ค์ด ๋ฐฉ์ฒ์์ฅ ๋ด ๋ช ๊ฐ์ ๋์๊ณต๊ฐ์ ํฉ์ด์ ธ ์ ์ํ์์ต๋๋ค. ์ ์ํ ์๊ฐ๋ ๋๊ตฌ Bangchun Artist Run Space ์ฐธ์ฌ ์๊ฐ๋ค ๊ฐ๋ฏผ์, ๊นํ์, ๋ณ์งํ, ์ฌ๊ท๋ฆฌ, ์ ํ, ์ด๋ฏผ์ฃผ, ์ด์ , ์ ์ธํฌ, ํ์นํ์ด ์ฐธ์ฌํ์๊ณ [b]racket ์ก์ง ๋ฉค๋ฒ๋ค์ Jess Hinshaw, Christopher Cote, Mary Heinzel, Sybille Cavasin, Meryl Booth, ๊น์ค๊ฒฝ, ์์์ง, ์ ์ธ์ฉ์ด ์ฐธ์ฌํ์์ต๋๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ [b]racket ์ถ์ฒ ์ธ๊ตญ ์๊ฐ๋ค์ Paul Estabrook, Olga Demerendij, Kalena Carter, Stephen Nicol, Joe Berube, Raquel Cruz, Lawrence Blackman, Thurlo Adams, Unmaru, Amy Smith and Tony Clavelli, ๋ ์ด๋ฐ, ์๋๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ์ฐธ์ฌํ์์ต๋๋ค. ๋ํ, ๋ผ์๋จ๋ฅด ๋ถ๋์์ ์ธ๋ฏธ๋๋ ์งํํ์์ต๋๋ค. ์์ ๊ฐ๋ค์ด ์ฌํ์ ๊ด๊ณ ๋งบ๋ ๋ค์ํ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ๊ณผ ๊ทธ ์ค์ฒ ์ค ์ก์ง๋ฅผ ํตํ ์์ ์ฌํ ์ด๋์ ํ๋ bracket ์ก์ง์ ๋ง๋ค์ด์ง ๋ฐฐ๊ฒฝ๊ณผ ์๋ฏธ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์งํ๋ ๊ณผ์ ์ Christopher Cote๊ฐ ๋ฐํํ์์ต๋๋ค. ํ์๋ B์ปค๋ฎค๋์ผ์ด์ ์ด ๋ฐฉ์ฒ์์ฅ ์์ ํ๋ก์ ํธ์ ์ฐธ์ฌํ ํ ์ ์๊ธฐํ๊ณผ ์ํธ๋ง์ผ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๋ง์์ถ์ ๋ฅผ ๊ธฐํํ๊ฒ ๋ ํ๋์ ๋ฐํํ์์ต๋๋ค.
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[b]racket Issue 27 December 2015
staff
Chung Sae Yong [editor in chief] Christopher Cote [design editor] Whit Altizer [words editor] Seo Hee Joo, PhD [words editor] Kim Yoon Kyung [translation] Yoon Kyung Amanda Lee [digital editor]
artists
Jeong In Hee cocamika@daum.net Andy Knowlton knowltonandy@gmail.com Junkhouse junkhouse.sue@gmail.com Lee Ji Youn leejiyoun07@gmail.com Lucas Redondo Bonet lucasredondo@hotmail.com Joe Wabe joewabe@gmail.com
writers
Sybille Cavasin s.cavasin@hotmail.com An Eun Ji blueblina@naver.com Meryl Booth boothmeryl@gmail.com Greg Reynaud goyovista@gmail.com Lindsay Nash lindsaynash@yahoo.com
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Jeong In Hee
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Lee Ji Youn
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Andy Knowlton
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Lucas Redondo Bonet
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Junkhouse
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Joe Wabe
Jeong In Hee Sybille Cavasin writer
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Jeong In Hee
Upon opening the withered doors of a gallery, a large neon sign illuminating the title of the exhibit, The prison notebook, urgently commanded our attention. Beyond the fluorescent light, sheets of semi-reflective paper coated the walls. Abstract blocks of color bestrewed the art, interrupting and contrasting with the paperโs shiny appearance. As we explored the space our distorted reflections in the work became a prominent feature, like dark shadowy blobs following us around the room. Leaning in to get a closer look, I noticed writing etched into an otherwise smooth surface, but the words were hardly legible. Meanwhile,
my friend reached for a tiny laser suspended from the ceiling by a wire. With the click of a button the writing became clear underneath the glowing ball of light. โItโs her diary,โ he uttered to me as we followed the illuminated script in silence. When our eyes made their way across the glossy panels of writing it didnโt feel dishonest, like it would if we were reading secretly out of someoneโs journal. Instead it seemed as though I was getting to know the artist, Jeong In Hee. I felt compassion for her struggles, and found myself increasingly curious about her life. The prison notebook is a series that provides an interface between
viewers and art, inviting spectators to complete it. It was a unique experience with art and I felt something special had been unearthed. Jeongโs work found inspiration in essays by Italian Marxist Antonio Gramsci. While he was imprisoned by Italyโs Fascist government he wrote about a lot of different topics. โHe often scratched words onto various surfaces with sharp instruments not to get caught,โ Jeong explained. โI realized that I also feel as if I am being imprisoned when I am alone in my studio,โ she says. Jeong re-read diaries she kept throughout her twenties and now incorporates them into
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her art. Making her past public allows her to free herself from its grips. For Jeong, art is a meaningful mode of expression. โIn my work, I try to reflect both personal experiences and the world that surrounds me.โ Art isnโt always glamorous, but for Jeong it is a way of escaping sadness and worry. โAlthough making art doesnโt guarantee material wealth, it benefits mental health. It helps me relieve anxiety and satisfy my desires, which is one good thing about being an artist.โ Reading and writing are forms of communication that are unique to human beings. Like art, writing can tear down a lot of boundaries presented by
the spoken word. Most people have practiced this as a creative outlet and will understand the connection Jeong is making. Our hopes, dreams, feelings, ambitions, and memories are scribbled onto pages when we are alone and kept hidden in notebooks, usually never to be shared with anyone. โI make art, daydream, and imagine things not to feel imprisoned,โ she says. In an attempt to free herself and relate with others, Jeong bravely invites strangers to observe this extremely personal act of creative freedom in The prison notebook. Imagine how liberating that must be. [b]
Andy Knowlton An Eun Ji
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์ฌ๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ์๊ฒ ์ง๋ฆฟํ ๊ฐ๋์ ์ค๋ค.
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๋ฌธํ์ ์์๋ ฅ๊ณผ ์ด์ผ๊ธฐ๋ก
์ ํ ๋ฉ๋ชจ๋ฅผ ๋ค๊ณ ์๋ ์ธํ๊น์ง
์ฑ์์ง๋ ๊ทธ์ ์ธ๊ณ๋ VIVA LA
๊ทธ์ ์ํ์ ๋ํ ํ๋๋ฅผ ์ฝ์ ์
VIDA ํ๋ก์ ํธ์์๋ ๋ณด์ธ๋ค. 650
์๋ค. [b]
๊ฐ๊ฐ๋์ ์์ ๋ง๋ ์ธํ์ผ๋ก ๋งค์ผ
Junkhouse Greg Reynaud
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Junkhouse
South Koreaโs post-war reconstruction efforts deemed it necessary to forego the tan and earth toned habitations in favor of concrete and steel. Once undisturbed views of green hills and mountains are now accompanied by grayish towers stretching to the sky. Traditional wooden structures are regarded as antiquities, ancestors to this world of rapid transition. Modernized cities built on the decay of the past are where the work of Junkhouse thrives. Cruise along the streets of Busan or Seoul and you just might run into some of Junkhouseโs colorful idiosyncratic characters frolicking about concrete walls.
Junkhouse is a prolific artist with formal training and an abundance of experience. Her education began with a Multimedia Design diploma from Induk University in 2001, which culminated in a move to Melbourne, Australia. She went on to complete a Bachelorโs in Graphic Design from RMIT and received her Masterโs in Multimedia Design from Monash. In addition to having over thirty domestic and international exhibitions and projects under her belt, she has participated in several residencies and workshops throughout South Korea. The name Junkhouse itself is a patchwork, a reference to
her 2003 dwelling, a โreal life junkhouseโ for prudent students in Seoul. The name also represents a yearning to be understood by Koreans and English speakers alike. As a resident, Junkhouse is fully aware of the concrete jungle that is Seoul. Her artist statement reads, โEverything that exists, regardless of size and material, are life forms that breathe.โ Her brush strokes awaken urban landscapes from their greyish slumber, transforming them into a pulsating labyrinth of color and vitality. Her work often starts with a sketchbook and black pen. She transplants
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her sketches onto canvas or larger surfaces. Initially, she took her art to the streets by wheatpasting images onto walls and buildings. These days, you may find her in a gallery or in broad daylight, standing atop a scaffolding lift, armed with a brush and acrylic paint. The morphed nature of her work can be construed as a reflection of how urban cities are constructed. Pathways often intersect and twist recklessly through the city in a way that seems unplanned. Creating the essence of an environment
where wildlife and humans coexist, may be a way to survive the hustle and bustle of metropolitan life. Symbiosis existing in both organic and inorganic settings, Junkhouse seeks to โfind comfort and peace from places surrounded by concrete and cement, rather than earth and grass.โ Rich earth tones are interwoven with the hues of flora and fauna to create โbeautiful mutationsโ which are more โfriendly, adorable, and ecstaticโ as opposed to โstrange, ugly, and atrocious.โ
Upon first view, her artwork may inspire prepubescent recollections of an animated wonderland while the politically-minded may take it as a cry against the bulldozers of capitalism. Others may simply view it as an aesthetic improvement to their daily commute. Regardless of the artistic eye of the urbanite, all walks of life can find value in the imaginative world of Junkhouse. [b]
Lee Ji Youn Meryl Booth
Walking down a side street in Daegu, or any major city in Korea, one will often find objects discarded and abandoned in front of residential apartments, furniture stores and most other buildings. Upon the exploration of the city you can expect to come across the skeletal remains of various interesting objects. Lee Ji Youn carefully combines these neglected materials to create a new narrative.
These days Lee gets inspiration from the streets of Daegu, but the Korean-born artist spent the last 12 years living in Europe developing her artistic voice. There she studied at the Bellecour School of Art in France, took residencies at museums and exhibited her work all over Western Europe. After being away for more than a decade, Lee returned to her hometown where she continues to find artistic inspiration. In
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Daegu her work is influenced by โKoreaโs urban scenery [as it] appears more precarious.โ Lee spends a lot of time walking through the dingy alleyways of the city, collecting as many objects and scraps as her arms can carry. For her installation entitled โFalls of the Landscape,โ Lee spent every day over five months collecting a range of materials. During these harvests, she walks
through the city and analyzes her surroundings, observing the environment and what she refers to as the circulation of life. When creating her sculptures, she doesnโt alter the found materials. Instead she repurposes them by only placing them alongside other pieces. She leaves the objects to โretain their original state, their nakedness, their authenticity,โ and by placing certain objects
together she creates โnew meanings both formal and spiritual.โ The discarded objects have physical limitations and a predetermined purpose, which is to say that an umbrella such as in n.9 Falls of the Landscape (page 20) has no other use than shielding a person from rain. It is impossible for the viewer to disassociate the objective reality from the objects in the
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sculpture. Lee says that every piece in the installation โgrows mentally toward its limits and its physical properties in the space where it is placed.โ Lee questions the history and process of the different pieces in her sculptures. Using materials, which she often describes as being derisory, she aims to โexploit the poetic density of the everyday, the mundane, the left behind, the ephemeral and unstable.โ While she collects these objects, she often imagines their origin and relationship in a human way. She describes the table in n.7 Falls of the Landscape (page 18) as having experienced a kind of shock, resulting in a large hole in the center. Several pieces of measuring tape and linear objects are layered on top and the colorful plastic animal
shapes are scattered and allowed to fall through the piece. The use of the deserted objects provokes the viewer to reflect on the values of society in relation to careless abandonment of material objects and memories. Lee states that time glides noiselessly in some of her pieces and an attentive look reveals something, which finally renders the deserted objects useful. The back streets of the city become removed and the sculpture exists in a state that Lee terms anti-spectacular. In her economic and poetic reconstruction, these fallen landscapes grow in the mind and are only limited by the perspective of the audience. [b]
Lucas Redondo Bonet Seo Hee Joo, PhD
5์ด๋ถํฐ ๊ทธ๋ฆผ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ข์ํ๋ค๋
๊ทธ๋ ๊ณผ๊ฐํ ๊ฒฐ์ ์ ํ๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค.
๋น ์ง ์ ์๋ ์์ ๊ฐ๋ค์ ๋๋ผ์์
๋ฃจ์นด์ค ๋ ๋๋ ๋ณด๋ท(Lucas Redondo
์ผ๋ณธ์์ ๋ฐ์ฌํ์๊น์ง ๋ง์น ๊ทธ๋
ํ์ด๋ ๊ทธ๋ฆผ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ข์ํ๋
Bonet)์ ์คํ์ธ ๋ฐ๋ ์์
ํ์ฌ, ๋๊ตฌ์์ ํ์๋ค์ ๊ฐ๋ฅด์น๊ณ
์๋ ์ด์๋ค๊ณ ์๋์ค๋ฝ๊ฒ ๋งํ๋ค.
๋ํ์์ ๋ฏธ์ ์ฌ๋ก ์์ฌํ์๋ฅผ
์๋ค. ํ๊ตญ์ ์จ ํ, ์ฌ๋ฌ ์ ์์๋
๊ทธ๊ฐ ๊ฐ์ฅ ์กด๊ฒฝํ๊ณ ๊ฐํํ๋
๋ฐ์์ผ๋ฉฐ ๋์ฟ์์ ๋ํ์์ ํํ๋ฅผ
์ฐธ์ฌํ์ฌ ๊ต์๋ก์๋ฟ๋ง ์๋๋ผ
์์ ๊ฐ๋ ์คํ์ธ์ ๋ํํ๋
๊ณต๋ถํ๋ค. 2001๋ ์์ธ๋ค ๋ํ์
ํ๊ฐ๋ก์๋ ์ด์ ์ ์ด๊ณ ๋ชจ๋ฒ์ ์ธ
์ฌ์ค์ฃผ์ ํ๊ฐ ์ํ ๋์ค ๋กํ์ค
๊ตํํ์์ผ๋ก ์ผ๋ณธ์ ๋ฐฉ๋ฌธํ ๊ฒ์ด
๋ชจ์ต์ ๋ณด์ด๊ณ ์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ 11์ ๋๊ตฌ
๊ฐ๋ฅด์์(Antonio Lopez Garcia,
๊ทธ๊ฐ ํ๊ฐ์ ๊ธธ๋ก ๋ค์ด์๊ฒ ๋๋
๋ฐฉ์ฒ์์ ๊ฐ์ธ์ ์ ๊ฐ์ตํ๊ธฐ๋ ํ๋ค.
b. 1936)์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ์ํ ๋์ค
๊ณ๊ธฐ๊ฐ ๋์๋ค. ๋ฃจ์นด์ค ๋ ๋๋์
๊ทธ์ ์ด์ ์ ์ธ ์ถ์์
๋กํ์ค์ ์ํ์ด ๊ฐ์ง๊ณ ์๋
์ค์ผ์น๋ฅผ ๋ณธ ์ผ๋ณธ ๊ต์์ ์ด๋๋ก
๋ฏธ์ ์ ๋๋ผ ์คํ์ธ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ด ๋ชจ์ต์ด
์ธ์ ์ธ ์๋ฆ๋ค์์ด ์๋๋ผ
๋์ฟ์์ ๋ํ ํํ๊ณผ์ ์ ํํ๊ฒ
๋ณด์ธ๋ค๊ณ ๋งํ๋ค๋ฉด ์ํฌ์ ์ผ๋ก
์ํ์ ๋ด์ฌ๋์ด์๋ ์ง์ ์ฑ๊ณผ
๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ๋ง์ฝ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ์๋ค๋ฉด, ํ๊ตญ์ด
๋ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋ค. ์ด์จ๋ ๊ทธ๋ ์
์์ ์ฑ, ์์ ๊ฐ๋ก์์ ์ฑ์ค์ฑ์
์๋ ์์ ์ ๊ณ ๊ตญ์์ ์ฌ๋ฅ์ ํผ์น
๊ทธ๋ ์ฝ, ๋ฒจ๋ผ์ค์ผ์ค, ๊ณ ์ผ, ํผ์นด์,
์ฌ๋ก์กํ๋ค๊ณ ํ๋ค.
๊ธฐํ๋ฅผ ๋ง๋ จํ์ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ์ง๋ง
๋ฌ๋ฆฌ, ๊ฐ์ฐ๋ ๋ฑ ์์๋ฏธ์ ์์
๋ฌด์๋ณด๋ค ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ก๋ถํฐ
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Lucas Redondo Bonet
์ฃผ๋ชฉํด์ผ ํ ์ ์ ๊ทธ๊ฐ ์ธ๊ณ์
๋ชจ๋ฅธ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋์ ๊ทธ๋ ๋๊ตฌ๋ณด๋ค ์์
์ด ์ํ๋ค์ ๊ณ ํฅ์ ์๋ ๊ฐ์กฑ,
์ง๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๋๋ฌ๋ด๋ ์์ ๊ณผ ๊ทธ ์์ ์
๊ต์ก์ ์ค์์ฑ์ ์๊ฒ ๋์๊ณ ์์ ์
์น๊ตฌ๋ค๊ณผ ๊ณต์ ํจ์ผ๋ก์จ ์์ ์
ํตํ ๋ฏธ์ ๊ฒฝํ์ ๊ฐ์น๋ฅผ ๋ฏฟ๊ณ
์ถ์์ ํ๊ฐ์ ๊ต์ฑ์๋ก์์ ์ผ์
๊ฒฝํ์ ๋๋๋ ๋ฐฉ๋ฒ์ด ๋๋ค. ์ฆ,
์๋ค๋ ์ ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ์์ ์ด ํ๋ค๊ณ
๋๋ฑํ ๊ฐ์น๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ง๊ฒ ๋์๋ค.
๊ณ ํฅ์ ์๋ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ด ์ฌ๋๋ค๊ณผ ์์์
์ด๋ ค์ด ์๊ฐ์ ์์ ์ด ์ ์ ์ ์ธ
๊ทธ๊ฐ ์์ ๊ฐ๊ฐ ๋ ๋ฐฐ๊ฒฝ๊ณผ
๋๋๋ ์ํต์ ๋ฐฉ์์ธ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ์
์์ง๊ฐ ๋์๋ ๊ฒฝํ์ผ๋ก๋ถํฐ ์์ ์
์์ ์ ๋ํ ์๊ฐ์ ์๊ณ ๊ทธ์
๋ ๋ค๋ฅธ ์์ฌ๋ ์ธ๋ฌผ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋
๊ฐ์น๊ฐ ๊ฐ์ง๊ณ ์๋ ์๋ฏธ๋ฅผ ๊นจ๋ซ๊ฒ
์ํ๊ณผ ๋ง์ฃผํ๋ฉด ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ ๋์ฑ ํ๋ถํ
์์ ๊ณผ ๊ฐ๊น์ด ์ฌ๋๋ค์ ๊ทธ๋ฆผ์
๋์๋ค๊ณ ํ๋ค. ๋ค์ ๋งํ์๋ฉด,
๋ฏธ์ ๊ฒฝํ์ ํ๊ฒ ๋๋ค. ๊ทธ์ ์์ ์
๋ฑ์ฅ์ํค๋๋ฐ ๋๋ถ๋ถ ๊ฐ์กฑ, ์น๊ตฌ,
์ด๋ฆฐ ์์ , ๋ถ๋๋ฌ์์ด ๋ง์ ์ฑ๊ฒฉ์
์ฌํ์์ ์ผ์ด๋ ์ผ๊ณผ ์ธ๋ฌผ์ด ์ฃผ๋
๋๋ฃ ๋ฑ์ด ๊ทธ์ ๋ชจ๋ธ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋
๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฌ๋๋ค๊ณผ ๋ํ๋ ํ์ง ์๊ณ
์์ฌ์ด๋ค. ์ฌํ์์ ์ผ์ด๋ ์ผ์
๋ชจ๋ธ์ ๋ฉด๋ฐํ ๊ด์ฐฐํ์ฌ ํต์ฐฐ๋ ฅ
์ํตํ์ง ์์๋ ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ์ธ๊ณ์ ์ํตํ
์ผ๊ธฐ์ ๊ฐ์ ๊ธฐ๋ก์ ํ์์ด๋ ์ฌํ์
์๊ฒ ๋ชจ๋ธ์ ์ถ์ ํํํด๋ธ๋ค. ์ฌ์ค
์ ์๋๋ก ์ด๋ ๊ฒ์ด ๊ทธ๋ฆผ์ด์๋ค.
ํ์ ์ ๋๋ฌ์ด ๊ฐ๋ ๊ฒ์ด ์๋๋ผ
์ฌ๋๋ค์ ์ผ๊ตด๊ณผ ํ์ ์๋ ๊ทธ ์ฌ๋์
๊ทธ์๊ฒ ํ๊ฐ๋ก์ ์ถ์ ์ด๋ฆฐ ์์ ์
์ฌํํ๋ ๋์ ์ผ์ด๋ฌ๋ ๋ค์ํ
์ถ๊ณผ ์ธ์์ด ๋ด๊ฒจ ์๋ค. ์๊ฐ์
์ด๋ฏธ ์ด๋ช ์ ์ผ๋ก ์ ํด์ก๋ ๊ฒ์ผ์ง๋
์ด์ผ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์ํ์ผ๋ก ๋ด์๋ธ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค.
ํต์ฐฐ๋ ฅ ์๋ ์ง๊ด๊ณผ ๋ฏธ์ ํํ์ด
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๋ง๋ ์ธ๋ฌผ ์ด์ํ๋ ๋ฏธ์ ๊ฒฝํ์์๊ฒ
๋นํํ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ์ด์์ฃผ์๋ ํ์ค์
๋์ฑ ํ๋ถํ ์์ ์ ์์์ ์ธ๊ณ๋ก
๊ธฐ๋ฐ์ ๋๊ณ ์๋ค. ๋ฃจ์นด์ค ๋ ๋๋๋
์๋ดํ๊ฒ ํ๋ค. ์ธ๋ฌผ ์ด์ํ๋ ์ด๋ฐ
์์ ์ ๊ฒฝํ์ผ๋ก๋ถํฐ ์์ ์
์ ์์ ๋งค๋ ฅ์ ์ธ ์ํ์ด ๋๋๋ฐ
์ค์์ฑ์ ๋๊ตฌ๋ณด๋ค ์ ์ธ์ํ๊ณ
์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ ์๊ฐ๊ฐ ๊ทธ๋ฆฐ ์ด์ํ๋ง์
์๋ค. ๊ทธ์ ์์ ์ ์ ๋ ์ ์ฒ ์ ํ
ํตํด์๋ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ ๋ค์ํ ์ถ์ ์ฟ๋ณผ
ํ์ค๊ณผ ๊ฒฝํ์ผ๋ก๋ถํฐ ์ถ๋ฐํ๊ณ
์ ์๋ค. ๋ค์ํ ์ธ๋ฌผ์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฐ ๊ทธ์
์๋ค. ์ฌ์ค, ์์ ์ด ์ธ๊ณ๋ฅผ ์๋ฆ๋ต๊ฒ
์ํ์ ํตํด์ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ ๊ทธ๊ฐ ์ผ๋ณธ์์
๋ณํ์ํฌ ์ ์๋ค๋ ์ ๋ ์ ์ค๋
ํํ ๊ณต๋ถ๋ฅผ ๋ณธ๊ฒฉ์ ์ผ๋ก ์์ํ์ง๋ง
์ญ์ฌ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ง๊ณ ์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ์ด
์์ ์ ์์ ์ ๊ทผ์์ธ ์คํ์ธ ๋ฏธ์ ์
์ ๋ ์ ๊ฐ์ง๊ณ ์๋ ๋ง์ ์ฌ๋๋ค์
์ญ์ฌ์ ์ ํต ์๋์ ์์์ ๋ถ๋ช ํ
์ํด์ ์ฒ์ฒํ ์ธ๊ณ๋ ๋ณํํด ์๋ค.
์ ์ ์๋ค. ๊ทธ ์ด์ ๋ ๊ทธ์ ์ธ๋ฌผ
๋ฃจ์นด์ค ๋ ๋๋์ ์์ ๋ ์ด๋ฌํ
์ด์์ด ๋์๋ ์๊ฐ๋ค์ ์ฌ์ค์ ์ธ
์ค์ฒ์ ๋์ฌ ์๋ค. [b]
์ธ๋ฌผ๋ฌ์ฌ์ ๋ค๋ฅด๊ธฐ ๋๋ฌธ์ด๋ค. ๋์๋ ๋ฏธ์ ์์ ๋ง๋๋ ์ธ๋ฌผ ์ด์๋ค์ ์ํ ๋ด์ ์ด๋ฏธ์ง ํฌ๊ธฐ, ์ํ์ ์ธํ์ ํฌ๊ธฐ, ์๊ณก๋ ์ธ๋ฌผ ํํ ๋ฑ์ผ๋ก ์๊ฐ์ ์ฃผ๋ชฉ์ ๋๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ๊ทธ์ ์ํ์๋ ์๊ตฌ ๋ฏธ์ ์ฌ์ ๊ธฐ๋ก๋ ์คํ์ธ ํ๊ฐ๋ค์ ์ด์ํ์์ ๋ง๋๋ ๋ฏธ์ ํน์ง์ด ์ฟ๋ณด์ธ๋ค. ์ ์ ์ธ ์ธ๋ฌผ ๋ฌ์ฌ, ์ธ๋ถ ํํ, ์ธ๋ฌผ์ ๊ตฌ๋, ํ์ , ๊ฐ์์์ ๋ง์ฃผํ๊ณ ์๋ ๋๋์๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์๋ํ์ง ์์ผ๋ฉด์๊ณ ์ํ์ผ๋ก ๋์ด๋น๊ธด๋ค. ์ฌ์ค์ฃผ์์ ๊ธฐ๋ฒ์ผ๋ก ๊ทธ๋ ค์ง ๊ทธ์ ์ธ๋ฌผ ์ด์ํ๋ ํ๋ คํ ์์ด๋ ๋ฌผ๊ฐ์ ๋ฌผ์ง์ฑ์ด
Lucas Redondo Bonet
๋ถ๊ฐ๋๋ ๋ถ์ง๋ ์์ด ๋ด๋ํ๊ฒ ๋ฏธ๊ฐ์ ํ์ถํ๋ค. ๊ทธ์ ์ํ์ ๊ณ ์ํ๋ฉด์ ํ์ด ์๋ค. ์๊ฐ์ ๋ด๋ฉด์ผ๋ก๋ถํฐ ๋ฐํ๋๋ ์ฌํ์ ์ผํ์ ์ธ๋ฌผ ์ด์์ ์๊ฐ์ ๊ธฐ๋ก์ด์ ์์ ์ ๊ธฐ๋ก์ด๋ค. ์ด๋ฆด ์ ์์ ์ ์ฑ์ฅ์์ผฐ๋ ์์ ์ ๊ทธ์๊ฒ ์ธ๊ณ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ๋ผ๋ณด๋ ์ฐฝ์ด ๋์๊ณ ์ด ์ฐฝ์ ํตํด์ ํ์ํ ๊ทธ์ ์ํ๋ค์ ์์ ์ ์๋ฆ๋ค์ด ์์ฉ์ ์ฌ๋ฌ ์ฌ๋๋ค์๊ฒ ์ ํํ๊ณ ์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ์ด๊ฒ์ โ์์ ์ ํ์ฐโ์ด๋ผ๊ณ ๋งํ๋ค. ๊ทธ๊ฐ ํฌ๋งํ๋ ์์ ์ ๊ฐ์น ํ์ฐ์ด ์ฌํ ์ ๋ฐ์ ๋๋ฆฌ ํผ์ง๋ค๋ฉด ๋ง์ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ ์ถ์ ํ์๋กญ๊ณ ์๋ฆ๋ต๊ฒ ๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ํน์๋ ์์ ์ ๋ํ ์ด๋ฌํ ์ ๋ ์ ์ด์์ฃผ์๋ผ๊ณ ํ๋ฉด์ ๋นํ์ค์ ์ธ ์ฌ๊ณ ๋ผ๊ณ
Joe Wabe Lindsay Nash
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Euny Lee ์ ๋ ๋ฆฌ
Memories are muted. They are worn but warm, their edges softened over time in our minds. Itโs these golden recollections that photographer Joe Wabe illustrates beautifully through his photography, connecting his experiences from the past to his present through a fine art camera angle. โThe lack of contrast and warm pastel colors on my photos was a very popular film processing style when I was a kid,โ Wabe said. โGiving my photos this color touch brings me back to those days of polaroids and family portraits of the late โ70s and โ80s. I love to give my photos that warm feeling that is inside me, and make the image warm and calm rather than bright and active.โ
Wabe, a resident of Gwangju, was born in Costa Rica but grew up in Miami, and later graduated from university with a bachelorโs degree in liberal arts. He became an artist through graphic design, and eventually that work coalesced into photography. Itโs easy to see design elements in his photographs, in addition to his natural talent to detect and capture a personโs most intimate self. His masterful eye proves that photography is more than a rule of thirds, but rather a dance, where the partners are light and dark, shadows and reflections, and contours with unseen masses of emotion. For example, in Wabeโs portrait of an elderly gentlemen
(โUntitledโ, page 26-27), the viewer is taken directly to the manโs left eye, connecting our gaze to his in the brighter light. Then we follow the lines on his face to his open mouth and teeth and again to his forehead, where we imagine what he wonders, what he sees, what he feels at that moment. Wabe is mostly selftaught, but credits a lot of what heโs learned to other photographers. He has been an instrumental leader of the art community in Korea, where he has lived since 2002, when he first arrived with the World Cup. While working as an English and Spanish teacher, he also founded Art Elemento, an art magazine published in Gwangju for two years, which later
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Joe Wabe ์ฃ ์๋ฒ
turned into Photographers in Korea, a website that showcases some of the best photographers in the region. This project has seen great success, and has become the largest network of its kind in Korea, spanning several social media avenues. โMy photos are inspired by my own experiences and feelings inside,โ Wabe said. โThere must be a connection with something Iโve done, or something Iโve experienced before in order to end up with a good photo. Therefore, people and objects are my favorite subjects. So I can say my life experience, and my relationship with my past and present are my biggest inspiration.โ
His photos evoke a lot of emotion, and you can argue that maybe itโs the muted colors with the ajummaโs soft hands, like you see in โUntitledโ (page 30). Or maybe itโs the beautiful balance of light and dark, which you can see with the lone fisherman in โUntitledโ (page 28). But perhaps itโs mostly Wabeโs connection with this world that creates such beautiful images, and the feelings that those images evoke in his viewers. โI believe the best way to capture people and emotion is to have a relationship with the subject,โ Wabe said. โIt doesnโt have to be a strong one, or a
long one but the more we know and understand the person who is being photographed the easier it will be to understand their emotions and how to make them come out naturally in a photograph.โ In a world where itโs hard to slow down and life seems hectic, bright and oversaturated, itโs photos like these from Wabe that can help keep us grounded in the beautiful memories of yesterday. [b]
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Euny Lee ์ ๋ ๋ฆฌ