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thread of school uniform, certificate of studentship, name tag, school mark, buttons, variable size, 2009 -

I have a trauma in the harsh education environment. When I was fourteen, I suddenly transferred to another middle school in Daechi-dong, Gangnam in Seoul. Daechi-dong is one of a region known as a symbol of wealth and high educational fever in Korea. When I first moved there I felt like a complete outsider, and I was treated as a stranger in class. I couldn¡¯t adjust because of the peculiar atmosphere of Daechi-dong. For example, most students there acted as if their parent¡¯s wealth, glory, and power are all theirs. Also, many student's dreams were decided passively according to parents¡¯ wishes. School life was full of excessive competition. That one year changed my own values and character and made my daily life and relationship with people unfamiliar.

 

After that, when I was 20, One day, I saw an interview in a magazine that a 14-year-old student living in Daechi-dong. Same as me. The article¡¯s title was ¡¸I don¡¯t want to live in Daechi-dong ¡¹. At the end of the interview, the reporter asked her. ¡°Are you happy now?¡± She said. ¡°Later, I¡¯ll be happy.¡±

 

The answer made me think deeply. She is young and she has a right to enjoy her lifetime. In a harsh educational environment, she lost a freedom as her age. I wanted to change her words and make the words to be read in a various way and depending on different perspectives of each person. I want each own stories in people¡¯s mind to be a trigger in various contexts.

 

I decomposed the school uniform I wore in middle school and then I connected them to make a skein of thread. Also I wanted to make a official document void, so I painstakingly scratch off text from my certificate of the middle school studentship. These are rituals to erase my traumatic memories over a long period of time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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might be happy someday

pen on canvas, monami ball-point pen on paper, pencil on paper, 140x210cm, 2011