ÁßÇб³ 2Çг⠶§ Çб³ °¬´Ù µ¹¾Æ¿Í µÞ¸¶´çÀ¸·Î Ű¿ì´ø Åä³¢µéÀ» º¸·¯ °¬´Ù.
When I was in the 2nd grade of middle school, I came home from school and went to see rabbits that I used to raise in the backyard.
Èò Åä³¢, ȸ»ö Åä³¢ ¸î ¸¶¸®¿Í °ËÀº Åä³¢ ÇÑ ¸¶¸®¿´´Âµ¥ ¸ðµÎ À̸® ¶Ù°í Àú¸® ¶Ù°í ±¼¼ÓÀ¸·Î µé¶ô³¯¶ô, Ȱ¹ßÇÑ ¸ð½ÀÀε¥ ¾î¸° °ËÀº Åä³¢¸¸ º®¿¡ ±â´ë ¿òÁ÷ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Æ °Çµå·Á º¸´Ï Èû¾øÀÌ ¾²·¯Á³´Ù. ¿·±¸¸®°¡ Å©°Ô ¼Õ»óµÅ ÀÖ¾ú´Ù.
There were one white rabbit, a few gray rabbits, and one black rabbit. All the rabbits ran around actively and came back and forth into the cave. But only the little black rabbit was still leaning against the wall. When I touched the black baby rabbit, it fell onto its side helplessly. There was a big wound on the its side.
6.25 Àü¶õ ¶§ ½Ã°ñ Çdz °¡ »ì¸ç Áã°¡ »ê ´ß ÆÄ¸Ô´Â °Í º» Àû ÀÖ¾î Ȥ½Ã Áã°¡ ÇÑ ÁþÀÌ ¾Æ´Ñ°¡ ÀǽÉÇÏ°í »¡¸® Èë ¼Ó¿¡ ÆÄ¹¯¾î ÁÖ·Á ¾Õ¸¶´çÀ¸·Î ºÎ»ðÀ» °¡Áö·¯ °¬´Ù ¿À´Ï ±×»õ Áã°¡ Åä³¢ ´«À» ¼Õ»óÇϰí ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» ¸ñ°ÝÇß´Ù. ³ª´Â Áã ¹Ú¸êÀ» À§ÇØ ³» ÀÏ»ýÀ» ¹ÙÄ¡°Ú´Ù ´ÙÁüÇß´Ù.
During the 6.25 Korean War, I took refuge in the countryside. And there, I saw a rat gnawing at a living chicken. So I suspected a rat as a suspect. When I came back from the front yard to get a shovel to bury the dead rabbit in the ground quickly, I saw the rat damaging the rabbit's eyes. I decided to devote my life to eradicating rats.
ÁãÆ²À» ¿©·µ À常Çϰí, »õÃѵµ ¸¸µé°í, °í¾çÀÌ Áøµ¾°³µµ Ű¿ü´Ù. ¿©·¯ ÇØ ¼Ò³âÀÇ Áã¿¡ ´ëÇÑ Àû°³½ÉÀº º¯ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù. Áã¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ÀÜȤÇÑ º¹¼ö´Â ±Û·Î ´Ù ¸»ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Ù. Çѵ¿¾È ±×·± ¸¶À½À̾ú´Ù.
I bought several traps, made slingshots, and raised cat and Jindo dog. Over the years, the boy's hostility toward rats has not changed. I can't describe my brutal revenge on rats with words. That's how I felt for a while.
³ªÀÌ µé¸ç ¸ðµç »ç¹°ÀÇ °æÀ̷οò°ú »ý¸íÀÇ ½Åºñ¸¦ ±ú¿ìÄ¡¸ç ±×¶§ÀÇ ´ÙÁüÀº °ú°ÅÀÇ ÀÏÀÌ µÇ¾úÀ¸³ª ÀØÀ» ¼ö´Â ¾ø´Â ÀÏÀ̾ú´Ù.
As I got older, I became aware of the wonders of all things and the mysteries of life. My resolution at that time became a thing of the past but was unforgettable.
Áã¿¡ ´ëÇØ¼¸¸ ¼±¾ÇÀ» ±¸ºÐÇÏ°í ¹Ý·Á µ¿¹°ÀÇ »ý¸í¸¸ ¾Æ³¢´Â °øÆòÇÏÁö ¸øÇÔÀ» ¹Ý¼ºÇÏ´Â »ç°ÇÀÌ µÇ¾ú´Ù.
It made me reflect on myself that wasn't fair to the animals. Because I defined rats as evil, and only treated companion animals' lives preciously.
³ª´Â ³ªÀÇ µðÀÚÀÎÀÌ ÀÌ·± ÀϹæÀûÀÎ ±ÕÇüÀÇ ¹®Á¦¸¦ ´«À¸·Î º¸¿©ÁÜÀ¸·Î¼ »ç¹°°úÀÇ °ü°è¿¡¼ ÆíÇâµÇ°í ¿Ö°îµÈ »óȲÀ» Àϱú¿ö ¼Ò³âÀÇ °á½É°ú °°Àº ÀϹæÀûÀÎ »çÅÂÀÇ ¹ß»ýÀ» ¸·À» ¼ö ÀÖ´Ù´Â ¹ÏÀ½À» °¡Áö°Ô µÇ¾ú´Ù.
I've become to believe that my design could prevent things like a boy's decision by visually showing this problem of one-sided balance and awakening biased relationships and distorted situations with things.
¹Ý¼¼±â°¡ Áö³ª ¾î¸° Åä³¢¿ÍÀÇ ºÒÇàÇÑ À̺°ÀÌ ÁÖ´Â °¡¸£Ä§À» °øÁ¸ÀÇ ¶æÀ¸·Î ÀÌÇØÇÏ°Ô µÇ¾ú´Ù.
Half a century later, I came to understand the teachings of the sad separation with the baby rabbit as a meaning of coexistence.
¸î ³â Àü ¾ÆÄ§ Çö°ü ¾Õ¿¡ ´ë¾ß°¡ ¾þ¾îÁ® ÀÖ¾î ¿¾îº¸´Ï ¾î¸° °ËÀº Åä³¢ ÇÑ ¸¶¸®°¡ µé¾îÀÖ¾î ±ô¦ ³î¶ú´Ù.
ÀÌ¿ô ¾ÆÁָӴϰ¡ ±×¸°Äµ¹Ù½º ¾Õ¿¡¼ ºÙÀâ¾Ò´Âµ¥ ³»°¡ ÁÁ¾ÆÇϰí Àß Å°¿ï °Í °°¾Æ ³Ö¾î³õ¾Ò´Ù°í Çß´Ù.
One morning a few years ago, I found a big basket in front of my front door. The basket was upside down. When I opened it, I was surprised to see a black baby rabbit in it.
The neighbor aunty told me she caught the rabbit in front of Green Canvas(my atelier) and thought I will like it and raise it well.
±Í Å©°Ô Åä³¢ ¸ð¾çÀ¸·Î ÁÖÀΠã´Â Æ÷½ºÅÍ ¸¸µé¾î µ¿³× ¾î±Í Àü½ÅÁÖ¿¡ ºÙÀÌ°í ¿¬¶ô¿À±â ±â´Ù·ÈÀ¸³ª ã´Â ÀÌ ¾ø¾î ¸î ±ºµ¥ Ű¿ï °÷ ¼ö¼Ò¹® ÇÏ´Ù ¸¶¶¥ÇÑ °÷ ¾ø¾î ½Ä±¸°¡ µÇ¾ú´Ù.
For looking for the owner, I made a poster shaped like a rabbit with big ears. I put it on a utility pole in town and waited for a call. But there was no contact. I couldn't find anyone else to raise the rabbit. So the rabbit became my family.
°ËÀº Åä³¢ > Black Rabbit > BR > ¹è½ºÅ² ¶óºó½º >¹ö½ºÅ² ¶óºó½º(ÀúÀÛ±Ç °í·Á)·Î À̸§ Áö¾îÁÖ°í ´ãÀå ¾ø´Â ´Üµ¶ ÁÖÅÃÀ̶ó Å䳢Ʋµµ À常ÇÏ°í ¸¶Ä§ ¿©¸§ ÇÞºµ ¸·À¸·¯ ¸î ³â Àü ½ÉÀº Ħ³ÕÄðÀÙ ÁÖ½ÄÀ¸·Î ¸ÔÀ̸ç 4³â ³Ñ°Ô µ¿°Å ÁßÀÌ´Ù.
¹ã, °í±¸¸¶´Â ³»°¡ ¸ÔÀ» ¶§ ¾Æ´Ò ¶§µµ ¹ö½ºÅ²¿¡°Ô ÁØ´Ù. Ħ ÀÙ ¹«¼ºÇÒ ¶§ ¼Ó¾Æ ¿«¾î ¸Å´Þ¾Æ ³õ°í °Ü¿ï ¸ÔÀÌ·Î ÁØ´Ù.(Àǹ̸¦ Àß ÆÄ¾ÇÇÏÁö ¸øÇؼ ¹ø¿ªÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù.)
The rabbits name became to Black rabbit > BR > Baskin Robbins > Buskin Robbins(for copyright). My detached house has no fence around the building, so I bought a fence for a rabbit. Just in time, there were kudzu vines planted a few years ago to block the summer sun. So Buskin eats it as a main dish and we are living together for more than four years.
Even when I don't eat, I give chestnuts and sweet potatoes to Buskin.
¾î´À ÇØºÎÅÍ ºÏÇÑ»ê Á÷¹Ú±¸¸®°¡ ±×¸°Äµ¹Ù½º õÀå ¾ø´Â Àü½Ã°ø°£À¸·Î ³¯¾Æ µé¾î¿Í ³õ¾ÆµÐ °úÀÏÀ» ¸Ô°í ¹ö½ºÅ²°ú ¼·Î Àû´çÇÑ »çÀ̸¦ À¯ÁöÇϸç ÇÔ²² Áö³»°í ÀÖ´Ù. ±ÙÁ¢ÇÒ ¶§´Â ÇÑ »Â Á¤µµ±îÁö °¡±îÀÌ ´Ù°¡°¡¸ç »ó´ë¸¦ ÀÎÁ¤ÇÑ´Ù.
One year, a Brown-eared Bulbul(Jikbakguri) from Bukhan Mountain flew into the ceilingless exhibition space of Green Canvas. The bird eats fruits in my space and gets along with Buskin, keeping a good relationship.
³ªÀÇ Ã¢ÀÛ °ø°£¿¡¼, ¹ßÇ¥ÀÇ Àå¿¡¼ °ËÀº Åä³¢ ¹ö½ºÅ²°ú ¼ö´ÙÀïÀÌ ±×·¡±¸¸®(ȸ»öºû, Gray)¶ó À̸§ Áö¾îÁØ Á÷¹Ú±¸¸®ÀÇ ¸¸³²°ú °øÁ¸Àº ¡®°øÁ¸À» À§ÇÑ µðÀÚÀΡ¯À» Ãß±¸ÇÏ´Â ÀÔÀå¿¡¼ ¸»ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø´Â ±â»ÝÀÌ´Ù.
From the standpoint of pursuing 'design for coexistence', it's my greatest joy hard to describe with words that I met black rabbit Buskin and chatty Graguri(it means gray) in my creative space and exhibition space.
¸î ´Þ Àü ÀÚ´Ù°¡ ¹«½¼ ¼Ò¸®°¡ µé·Á ±ú¾îº¸´Ï ¾î¸° »ýÁã ÇÑ ¸¶¸®°¡ ¸ÔÀ» °ÍÀ» ãÀ¸·¯ ½Ç³»·Î µé¾î¿Ô´ÂÁö ³ª¸¦ ºþÈ÷ ÃÄ´Ùº¸´Âµ¥ Çø¿À°¨ÀÌ µéÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù. ¾î¸° µ¿¹°À̶ó ±×·±°¡? Áã¿¡ ´ëÇÑ ³ªÀÇ »ý°¢ÀÌ ¹Ù²î¾ú³ª? È®½ÇÈ÷ Çø¿À°¨À̳ª ¾î¸± Àû Àû´ë°¨Àº ÃßÈ£µµ ¾ø¾ú´Ù. ¾î¶»°Ô ÇÏÁö? ½Ç³»¿¡ µÐ À½½Ä¿¡ ÀÚ±¹ÀÌ ³ª ¿©·¯ ³¯ µÇ¾îµµ ¾ø¾îÁöÁö ¾Ê¾Æ ÇÒ ¼ö ¾ø¾î ÁãÆ²·Î Àâ¾Æ ¿ìÀÌõ¿¡´Ù Ç®¾îÁÖ¾ú´Ù. ÇÔ²² Áö³»°í ½ÍÀº ¸¶À½µµ µé¾ú´Ù. ¹ö½ºÅ², ±×·¡±¸¸®¿Í ÇÔ²² Áö³¾ ¼ö ÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀº°¡... »ì·ÁÁÖ¾ú´Ù´Â °Í¸¸À¸·Î ÀºÇý¸¦ º£Ç®¾ú´Ù ½º½º·Î¸¦ À§·ÎÇÏ´Â °Í ¾Æ´Ñ°¡?
A few months ago, I woke up to a sound. One young mouse came inside looking for something to eat and was staring at me. I didn't feel hateful. Because it's a young animal? I have changed my mind about rats? Certainly, there was no hatred or hostility something I had I was a boy. What shall I do? For several days, there were traces of rats having eaten the food in the house. So, I had to catch it with a trap and released it in the Ui stream(¿ìÀÌõ). I wanted to live with him at the back of my mind. Maybe I could live with the rat, Buskin, and Graguri, right..? Am I consoling myself by giving the grace to save the rat?
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Met with Buskin by destiny
1, 2¿ù
Åä³¢ ±×¸®¸ç,
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About the rabbit painting
I see incredible eyes of purity and origin, not of knowledge and rationality.
The mind to trying to get really close to the object without bias¡¦
I stare at Buskin concentrating with all my heart.
I find myself who couldn't be concentrating,
Somehow who belongs to the primates¡¦
^^
(¸Þ¸ð1 : 'Èİ¢ °çµéÀÎ ¹ö½ºÅ²'ÀÇ Àǹ̰¡ Àß ÆÄ¾ÇµÇÁö ¾Ê¾Æ¼, ¹ø¿ªÀ» ºñ¿öµÎ¾ú½À´Ï´Ù.)
(¸Þ¸ð2 : ¹ö½ºÅ²ÀÇ ¿µ¹® À̸§À» BuskinÀ¸·Î ÇØ³õ¾Ò½À´Ï´Ù.)
3, 4¿ù
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Åä³¢ÀÇ Å«! ±Í º¾´Ï´Ù.
Àß µéÀ» ¼ö ÀÖ°Ú±¸³ª!
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»ì¾Æ³ª·Á¸é »¡¸® µè°í
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»ýÁ¸ÀÇ ¹æÆíÀ¸·Î »ïÀ½ÀÌ
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About the painting,
I look at the big! ears of the rabbit.
I guess you can hear well with your big ears.
You don't have strong teeth and strength.
So to live, you have to listen and run away quickly.
Is it your choice to choose not attack but defense for the way of survival?
Or is it the result of Darwin's logic?
What should I do?
^^
5, 6¿ù
2023,
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±×¸° ±î¸¸ Åä³¢ ¹ö½ºÅ²,
±Í Å©°Ô ±×¸®¸é µÇ°ÚÁö
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2023,
The black rabbit painting of Buskin for the calendar.
It was a wrong idea to draw big ears.
Buskin has tons of charisma and sensuality hidden by fragile figures.
I gaze at the rabbit again, reflecting on myself for looking at him with prejudice for the past seven years,
7, 8¿ù
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Á¶±Ý ºÎ²ô·¯¿öÇÏ´Â
¹ö½ºÅ² ¸ð½À,
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Emotionally closed each other,
A little bit of shy Buskin.
The first sketch.
9, 10¿ù
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°ËÀº Åä³¢ ¹ö½ºÅ²
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I got a call asking for a painting for the Year of the Black Rabbit.
I painted carefully with concentration through the precise description to make it looks real.
I draw it before I found energetic images of rabbits with a light heart.
Black rabbit, Buskin.
11, 12¿ù
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Buskin,
Painting the feeling of explosive appearance at the rabbits' dance party.
How prejudice limits the role and presence of things!
I see Buskin again, whom I haven't seen well in the past seven years.
It's not I couldn't see it. I didn't see it with my prejudice.
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