My flower shop is a place that doesn't sell real flowers but ones on paper. If you don't throw my flowers away on purpose, they won't wither instead and stay with you for a long time. My painting flower will retain many feelings and power compared to no energy anymore when the natural flower shrinks.
I started a project called The Painter's Flower Shop. I draw only one flower with Acrylic on this white A4-sized paper.The flowers painted there look painful because their stems are twisted, and shadows are everywhere. However, looking from a distance, it is a single flower. Beautiful, like our life.

At the Jeju 4.3(Jeju uprising) incident, my father was eight years old. My grandfather was the principal of the elementary school in Jeju. On the 4.3th, 1948, armed men from the South Korean Labor Party gathered people from schools, city halls, and houses in one place and shot them. At the time, my grandfather passed away. Before he went to paradise, he held my father's little hand tightly and cried. In April, Jeju Island is a beautiful season when the camellia flowers blossom colorful and red. But the camellias of that days flew over and covered the blood of many innocent citizens who were executed for ideology. 
 That day, Jeju was dyed everywhere bloody. It doesn't matter whose fault it was, who was the trigger, or what wrong decision was made. Because even if it is revealed, the deceased will not come back. Historically, the socially underprivileged have been constantly exploited and abandoned. That is one of the tragedies of war. 

The magpie is a bird of the crow subordinate. It symbolizes good luck in Korea because of its unique cleverness, the pretty pattern of black and white, and the thunderous cries. The magpie was a bird that delivered a message of hope to Koreans, who suffered from the domination of Japan and lived without any hope, to wait for good news, especially for children in Korea.

One day, I wanted to capture the Hope that this little bird conveyed. With the most Korean colors, I drew it with only
black and white at once. This little bird is, in fact, so petty and weak that it has no presence. It doesn't stand out and is always small enough to hide in a corner. But when this bird sits on a weak branch-like itself and cries loudly, its bright and hopeful energy fills the whole world. Just as Korean children at that time overcame the pain of the present when they saw a magpie, the lessons that small things give us are always vital. 

When I was in Korea, I was taught that I must always be the same style as my affiliated group. Maybe that's why I felt freedom when I saw the colorfully various mailboxes on the streets of America. The diversity of life gives me tremendous freedom and broadens my view of the world.
A caged bird has no freedom. Paradoxically, cage-free eggs are also cage-derived definitions. Freedom, too, cannot be well explained without regulation and oppression. You can realize deeply what freedom is when you come face to face
under command and control. 

It is a picture I drew after waking up from a dream in the morning. One day in my dream, I saw a baby horse running. It was a bright sunny day, but I could hear the thunder far away as if it seemed to start a storm. I was looking somewhere through a window. Surprisingly, I discovered a beautiful rainbow in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the rainbow was set like a jewel on the back of a calf running. At that moment, my heart was filled with hope, escaping from the anxiety brought by the thunder. 

At night, the bustling noises of the world disappear promptly, and only then can you entirely focus on yourself. Ironically, the truth is that the self that is wholly felt without all the trophies or accessories in the world is the true ego. Perhaps the loneliness and emptiness
you feel at times are the original feelings that are not decorated. That's all right, and you don't need too much to decorate it by force.
Sometimes you have to accept your sad feelings and let those thoughts flow naturally. It's like quietly taking a breather before tomorrow's brilliant morning. Time passes, and everything in the world changes. The darkness and pain that seem to stay in your heart forever will disappear without a trace someday.