My fascination with spaces, real and imaginary, stems from the moment my art teacher, Katy, introduced me to the work of Rachel Whiteread.
Writeread’s Turner-prize winning piece was called ‘House’ and in this piece she solidified empty space, the memories of the home and the lives that it once contained. It captivated me. The idea that the moments that create life can be contained in the space between things is something that I regularly think about and sometimes cannot help but photograph. It was in my last trip to Seoul that I found myself peering into these semi-private spaces.
These are the images and the moments that I took.
I woke up, like many, to the news of the Paris attacks. This shook me immensely and thoughts of Paris, a city that I have loved for many years, coloured my thoughts during the day.
We were in Seoul for the annual lantern festival. In the hours before, we decided to wander around. We had been warned of the protests by the hotel manager but headed to the city centre area regardless, it was a place that we had not really explored before now and we thought that the protests would be like all the others that we had seen in Korea; quiet and unassuming.
However, we were met by an extraordinary amount of police officers. Thousands lined the streets. All dressed in riot gear, they cut a formidable sight as we walked towards the tourist downtown area.
Seoul Library – a beautiful place made famous by PSY’s Gangnam Style music video
I’ve always counted magpies. Sometimes I actually believe that if I see only one my day is doomed. Sometimes I think about their lives and if there is only one, has it really lost it’s partner? Maybe I’m being melodramatic.
I came across a statue a few weeks ago which depicted my favourite Korean story called ‘Magpie Bridge’. Well, really, its an adaption of a Chinese story (a similar festival called Qixi is celebrated there). It goes like this…
Kimchi. The wonderful marmite of Korea. I don’t think I love it and often I absolutely hate it. However, living in Korea means that I eat it at least five times a week. Lunch is a great time to talk and the conversation often turns to food. More specifically, ‘Lauren, do you like Kimchi?’ is a question that I have to answer with a non-offensive ‘yes, it’s ok’ on a regular basis.
Kukrakbojeon, the central building of the Sinheungsa Temple. The name means: ‘Precious building to enshrine Amitabha’
I was told most of what I know about Sinheungsa Temple from a middle aged woman there who insisted on talking to me (or at me, rather) in Korean. From this, I grasped Continue reading
Cuteness is the theme at O-World.
Being new to Daejeon, O-World was high on my list of places to visit. O-World is made up of three places- a theme park, a zoo and flower land. Before going, I trawled the internet to find out what I could expect. Among these posts I found a few relating to the zoo that mentioned small cages, unhappy animals and overall not-too-great conditions and I felt a bit unsure as to whether or not it would be a good idea to visit.
I have a new camera. I went to Seoraksan. These are the results.
We went to Seoraksan on the day forecast by the Korean meteorological society as the day of peak Autumn foliage. We were not disappointed.
Orange at last – finally it’s Autumn. Thank you Seoraksan.
The journey from Seoraksan from Daejeon at first appeared to be quite a long one but, it was made easier (and cheaper) by Continue reading
Though they say ‘the hills are high’,
all hills are still below heaven.
By climbing, climbing, climbing more,
there is no peak that cannot be scaled.
But the man who never tried to climb;
he says indeed ‘the hills are high’.
– Yang Saeon 양 새온 (1517 – 1583)
I was first introduced to Korean sijo poetry (which is pronounced more like ‘she-jo’ in Continue reading