I’ve had vague questions about art. And I’ve made efforts to make those vague questions more clear and tired to put those efforts into practice. Leaving behind the past irrationality of contemporary Korean art, which overlaps with my time, I’ve found it difficult to figure out what on earth art is and what we can call artistic. In front of the vagueness created by Western-oriented conventional wisdom about art, the misery of reality that you and I can clearly witness is paradoxically artistic enough.
There are two conflicting factors existing at the same time in my “work” that is presented as art: visible and invisible, material and immaterial, clear and unclear, and artistic and inartistic. I am creating artworks in hope that “art” will vanish. Aren’t there already too many “artistic” things around us?