Lee Ji Sun’s art life of research, ‘Indifference and ignorance, after all about the interest’ 무관심 대 무관심, 결국 관심에 대하여

Images by Lee Ji Sun 

Invisible despite the seeing, never heard even after listening. Or neither the eye nor the ear open. Fragmented into consonants and vowels, the clearest phrase, which bothered to sleep a few nights ago, floats in the head and fades partially. Once off, the black screen cools down on which only the strong silence remains following the sudden interruption of the passage of colors and sounds. In the wardrobe, there are stacked objects forgotten to be thrown, trying to form some vague images then sliding back to the darkness.

Sometimes the quite landscape of the mind awaits the wind. The silence expects the whisper of dry leaves, the melody of raindrops fallen into the water well, the shadow play carried through the tree branches, the scent of herbs which we know neither the name nor the form. Like an immobile statue which could never close its eyes without any movement, the mind hardens and wears out over time.

There are two types of silent mood. The spiritual silence concerns the thing sometimes unknown, sometimes known. It may be either before the first meeting or after the crossing without any new discovery. In the subway station where I pass almost everyday, I have never counted the number, noticed the structure or the color of benches, for example. There was no need to distinguish these same things that would always seem equal so far. The unknown remains vague and fuzzy, then shows no difference between others. Nothing is neither better nor worse, neither important nor special. The unknown which couldn’t be visible and the known wouldn’t are simply hard, cold and quiet.

Knowing is distinguishing. Or it’s wanting to begin to distinguish something. The same cosmetics give a drawing each time a little different on the face. The air of the room embraces the body today with a different atmosphere than yesterday, and a sip of water gives a flavor other than this morning. One can distinguish the smallest difference in the familiar voice on the phone, from which he/she imagines the face of the person. Among the posters pasted pell-mell, the information of only one or two reaches the eyes. In the disharmony of noises on the street, only his/her voice comes to my ears.

Interest begins with one small difference: a hole in the daily life flatten like a wall, a face drawn on the expressionless mask, a color of the sky seen through the cleaned window, a circle marked in the monotonous calendar… As an image we can see without watching and a sound we can hear without listening, the interest becomes a movement, an action, and finally a life. Not only for the extraordinary world or the giant creation, but also for the most common lives and relations. Sometimes regarded as a protective weapon, indifference or ignorance means disability and impossibility of knowing, and the little blooming interest becomes the great beginning.

 

 

Contributor, Lee Ji Sun

Lee Ji Sun is a young Korean artist, who does activity in Paris, France. CultureM Magazine releases her art works images by drawing, writing, video, photograph in every month. http://artleejisun.com/

이지선은 프랑스 파리를 중심으로 유럽에서 활동하는 젊은 한국여성작가이다. 회화, 비디오, 사진, 글 등의 다양한 매체로 작품활동을 하고 있는 그녀의 이야기를 컬쳐엠이 소개한다. http://artleejisun.com/