Marking on the flaws on the wasted molding flasks of the construction sites, which were created because of repeated use,

I feel I am excavating the hidden, forgotten, fading, and yet always being-there existence.

Bright colors or gold leafs are put on the flaws to make them glow. To me flawing and wearing away is also the energy which

keeps the whole world alive.

        

        Likewise putting shiny materials on the nail marks on the gallery walls, which have been filled up for the upcoming shows,

I am mapping the traces remained on them. The numerous spots on the walls are the stars that to be recognized as the

ground on which we are growing and the new generation would be growing.

      

       Through finding, marking, and linking the nail marks and holes on the  panels and  the walls,

I draw constellations of my own.