Wednesday, November 12, 2014


"Music is Math" by Tatiana Plakhova
 I wonder, more and more, how much of everything is filtered day in and day out.  What I say in Korean, which is perhaps gibberish, is translated somewhat into something that I can't perceive, although I've studied the language and have adjusted myself to life here.  And even when people speak to me, I may be listening in with an automatic subtitle system set up in my brain.  When it comes to the simple messages that are universal, words don't seem necessary.  I am content.
But then there exists a whole new world of things to say and convey -- of remarking that the clouds  this year in Seoul were sublime and ethereal and how this proved to be contrapuntal to the dark nimbus clouds which gathered inside -- and how oceans at high tide gathered in the soul and escaped as tears in the most awkward moments.  How do I say these things without thinking about the words and how they should be formulated in a language foreign to me? And if I were to say what I think is right, how could I really know how many filters have hidden the want for a bull's-eye?

And sometimes, I wonder how much of me is left after having to translate myself -- "the me"--- and translate others and think with a limited vocabulary. If only, I could just look beyond the penumbra...I just know I'd feel some catharsis. 

Monday, October 6, 2014

The Sea

All throughout summer, I wanted to go to the sea. Now it is autumn and it wouldn't be the same sea. But then you look at the water flow from the tap and swirl it around in the sink, and voila:
I can actually imagine the water going into my nose and the fish wriggling away through my fingers.
(just kidding. :P who gets automatically transported to the sea via tap water?)

Thursday, October 2, 2014


재명 종민 석 남규 진실 : 6년동안 재일 힘들때 함깨 같이 이겨내고 있어줘서 고맙다 ^^

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Dream drool dream on

Our album is nearly done!
(and so are summer intensives!)

and so let's dream!

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Happy Mother's Day

Ive always followed you and listened to your every word. And was always sorry for who I was and what I wanted because it never seemed like the me you wanted. But you told me once, when I was in tears over something silly, that whenever I wanted to cry, I could------because it was me. ("아무때나 울어도돼--그냥 막 울어도돼. 참지말고 - 너니깐") I hope you live forever to see a perfect world and I love you with all my heart.