The city of Seoul is always in-between, both physically and metaphysically. The gaps and fissures that feed our imagination are voids for intervention. They expose the tattered form of transformation caught between yesterday, today and tomorrow. Time is presented as exposed fragments; weathered and aged, testament to the labored roots of a cities humble beginning.
Early autumn brilliant blue breaks the hazy grey of thick summer. With mid-summer weight lifted the urban gap is once again free to breath.
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