끊임없이 변해가는 세상속에 화려하게 물들어가는 사람들의 외적인 모습을 보며 나 자신을 돌아보게 된다 외적인 화려함 만큼 내면의 아름다움 함께 공존하기를 바라는 나의 바램을 표현하고 있다.

  This piece portrays a nighttime-lit city spread across under a somewhat empty-looking eye. The blue color palette sets a somewhat gloomy atmosphere despite the beautifully lit scene underneath spilling out, somewhat like a tear. The painting represents a newcomer in a totally exotic place, in which, through many tears and looking away, they would someday be able to be a part of the beautiful city rather than always having to lie above it separately. The city relentlessly, effortlessly, and constantly changes. Living in this continual rhythm of the city, we ourselves, although slowly, feel change and adaptation every day. While observing the changes our peers and fellow people go through, we experience the change and the adaptation of the exotic day by day.

  Flowers follow a life cycle, starting as seeds, blossoming into beautiful flowers, and eventually withering away. This natural phenomenon mirrors the evolving stages of human life. Inspired by the works of Frank Moth, I decided to express change in my artwork by replacing my face with a flower. In the background, I used brushstrokes to create a blurred effect, representing the unavoidable passage of time. At the center of the painting, a confined cluster of flowers are near the collar. As the viewers look upward, the flowers become open and vibrant, and eventually blooming. To add a touch of symbolism, a butterfly hovers on the fully bloomed flower. This artwork encapsulates my high school career. The restrained flowers represent my freshman year, marked by naivety, while fully blooming ones symbolize senior year, characterized by the culmination of knowledge, experience, and maturity. Through this artwork, I reflect upon change and the journey of self-discovery called high school.

  Reality has never been so thin. Living in an age where information has never spread so quickly and lightly, how must we confront the presented reality before our eyes? Out of the many forms and natures of data we are exposed to, we never doubt or question violence. How can a man question the authenticity of a brawl or war when such extremity is being laid bare before their eyes?

  This work is a satirical expression of a contemporary human experience in which people spend most of their time doing repetitive, robotic work in front of electronic devices. I wanted the viewers to question the implications of our digital dependence. Is our intelligence really extended by it? I used blue tones to communicate a somber ending to the continuance of blind dependence.