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| Title - "A rabbit"
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| Artist -
Mok Jin-yo |
| E-mail -
J.Y.M@prodigy.net |
| Status -
This is a cloned project |
| Original URL
- http://www.bd.co.kr/mokjinyo/rabbit.html |
| Date Created - |
Date Archived -
3.1.2000 |
| Technology Used
- HTML ,FLASH, |
| Biography
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1969 - born in Cheong-Ju, Korea
1986~1991 B.F.A at Hong-Ik University
1992~1994 M.F.A at Hong-Ik graduate school of Fine Art, Hong-ik
University
Exhibition
1995 ¡°Team Spirit¡± group exhibition projected by Dokwon Gallery,
Seoul.
1995 ¡°Bone¡± group exhibition out of gallery, Seoul.
1997 ¡°The exhibition of korea young graphic artists¡± projected by
Walkerhill Museum, Seoul
1995~1998 ¡°Jindallae¡± group exhibition on printed media. Experience
96 - 98 Part-time Instructor, the department of Graphic Design,
Hansung Univ, Seoul
94 - 98 Part-time Instructor, the department of Basic Design &
Graphic Design, Myong-Ji College, Seoul
1999~ being in the United States
prize
93 Awarded prize by the president of KIDP,, The Industrial
Design Exhibition of Korea (held under the auspices of the Ministry
of Commerce, Industry & Energy, Republic of Korea)
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| Homepage - http://www.bd.co.kr/mokjinyo/rabbit.html |
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about "A rabbit"
I bought a rabbit in a cage at
an old market in Cheong-Ju, my hometown, Korea. I took pictures
of her and gave her to my sister, who had well raised rabbits in
her cage. The rabbit¡¯s life would be changed by my participation
in her track.
It would not mind even if it was
not the rabbit. The reason I got her was just to take pictures -
she looked fascinating. But it was true that I wanted her to be
a witness of my double life.
Sometimes I feel as if I am in a
different place while here. At the time wandering around the old
market, I might dream of being in a different place. On the way
home with a small white box, in which there was a rabbit, I saw
myself driving on a different road. Shooting the rabbit on the set
in my home, I heard sounds from somewhere different. I was there,
but simultaneously was somewhere different from there.
It was about two years ago when
I first saw the rabbit. By this time, she would have bred a lot
of babies. When I go back home, I will probably be able to play
with a baby of the babies of her babies, or I may have seen her
or her babies while in America.
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Artist statement
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A Rabbit
Emotion takes over where story
lets up.
I paid for a rabbit at a crossroad
market of Cheong-ju. ( to take pictures, for sure )
What I got was a white box with a small hole. The hole, which let
the air in, was showing a lock of white hair. The box was breathing.
Crossing the river,
I was already in a different place.
The very last or the very
first, the rabbit must have been small.
Talking about the rabbit,
Cold is the rabbit.
Heavy is the rabbit.
Dark is the rabbit.
Continuing down the road,
I was already in a different place.
Getting to know about the rabbit with a camcorder,
I set the rabbit free.
The camera was rolling, and nothing came in between it and the rabbit.
Shhht Shhht Shhht Shhht, rabbit was breathing into the camera.
Through the duct,
I was already in a different place.
Now, the rabbit is at my
sister's, in a cage.
Thou shall mingle with greys and blacks, eat, grow,
and propagate just like the others. ¡¡
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