“Miss, do you have kids?” “No, you lot are enough trouble for me.” (my students giggle) When I left South Korea, one of the main reasons was: I don’t want my child to go through this. A high suicide rate, endless hours for study and work, compulsory military service, rampant corruption, low human rights and… Continue reading 1Q84 and Korean Jade 곡옥 – Jade that Resembles an Embryo
Category: Genie Lee
A Short Story Instead of an Artist Statement
I called Mum in Korea to tell her I’m in trouble with a lot of deadlines, as usual. I didn’t tell her I might be homeless soon, or that I’m too broke to send her next month’s allowance, or that I’m on trial as a victim of a crime in this foreign country after 15… Continue reading A Short Story Instead of an Artist Statement
My dream Jewellery
Story of BK What do you do for a job? I work as a technical teacher at a secondary school. May I ask how old you are? I am 49 years old. If you could have any neckpiece of your choice in the world, what would that piece look like? I don’t know. Maybe a… Continue reading My dream Jewellery
My dream jewellery project
Story of YJ What do you do for a job? I work as a night nurse in aged care. May I ask how old you are? I am 35 years old. If you could have any neckpiece of your choice in the world, how would that piece look like? I haven’t thought about that kind… Continue reading My dream jewellery project
My Dream Jewellery Project
My Dream Jewellery Project (by Ordinary, Mundane, and Maybe Boring People) For some time now, perhaps since the pandemic began, I’ve had a hard time describing what I do—or who I am—more than before 2019. When you’re a minority in this country, people often ask you questions like, “Where are you from? What is your… Continue reading My Dream Jewellery Project
permission to be lost
When we are dealing with papers, textile, piece of timber and soap, the restriction became a freedom. Sketching with scissors instead of pencil reminded me of Matisse’s scissors painting. I was free of guilt. When you choose to deal with gold and silver to make your work, you cannot escape from the blood, gut, war,… Continue reading permission to be lost
In the beginning
The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world. The bird flies to God. That God’s name is Abraxas.”. ― Hermann Hesse, Demian Just breaking some random plastic stuff and cutting it up and making more rubbish or make it lose its primary function should not be called ‘transformation’. Are… Continue reading In the beginning