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Artist Exhibitions:
Park, Shin]Hye
Born in Daegu, Korea
Master of Fine Arts, Graduate
School of Hong]lk Univ.,
Seoul, Korea
Freie Kunst, Gesamthochschule
Kassel, Univ., des Landes
Hessen,Germany
Solo Exhibitions
1991 Lichthof der Brandkasse
Kassel, Germany
1992 Werkstatt Galerie
Kassel, Germany
1992 Offenes Wohnzimmer,
Kassel, Germany
1993 Gallery Boda, Seoul, ...
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Artist Reviews:
reviewed Ebb and Flow -Jill
Smith
“Though seemingly unchanging,
the elements of water,sand,
and sky are actually in a
constant state of flux.”
Korean painter ShinHye Park’s
recent soloexhibition at
NewYork’s Broadway Gallerycan
only be describedas eloquent.A
showcase for herongoing series
ofcarefully cropped vistasof
ocean tides ...
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Artist Statement for Shin-Hye Park
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Park, Shin-Hye
Born in Daegu, Korea
Master of Fine Arts, Graduate School of Hong-lk Univ., Seoul, Korea
Freie Kunst, Gesamthochschule Kassel, Univ., des Landes Hessen,
Germany
Present Lecturer at Hankyong National Univ., Korea
An Attempt to Perceive:Nature, Life and Humanity
An Artistic expression is for me an act of confirming what I have perceived, namely what I have to know while seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, feeling endlessly in the midst of daily life.
What is especially important in my work is how I have progressed to know nature. Nature is a starting point of understanding about life, humanity, and somthing called living as one experiances. It is also a place for an empirical, not ideological, understanding of God.
Equilibrium is a divine state. Thus, God must have created the universe in his attributes. Now we conceive equilibrium as broken and are feeling a pain from the wound.
Then an artistic act is, at least for me, a reflection upon such a reality and embodies a meaning for healing.
prolog
I feel a deep compassion for Ahnsan, which is suffering from a serious pathological symptom called ¡®development,¡¯ and in turn often affirm in my mind that I will leave it quickly. However, something seems to be holding me back in such a way that I cannot make the move. This may be because I find a part of myself as I stealthily take a glance or two from the mode of life in this world. In other words, it is likely due to the fact that we, the humans, are pathologically inclined towards trends of enjoying ourselves while plainly observing and feeling our own sufferings. Isn¡¯t it strange to discover beauty in perishing nature? Why is it that the dying Sari Silt and the Pori Salina are gruesomely beautiful?
This is because I see a new image of life in the deep inside of the dark sea, the very sea that is dying pale.
What a painful day after day!
Until the soft sea bottom cracks and hardens,
Innumerable lives embraced by such a vast bosom are dead resulting in
the separation from that bosom,
That immeasurable thirst and hours in need of drink,
Heart pains of implanting new land lives in her womb,
Above the sea,
Over the death on the silt,
Simply,
Is the sky.
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