An year after the tragedy of Sewol ferry, I decided to go back to the piece Untitled (Spring 2014). In seeing the black walls of my piece, I had to tear the walls apart, as if to set the dreams inside off to heaven. Remember April 16. 

As an year has passed, a lot of dust had piled on top of this piece and I realized that I was almost trapping these dreams to myself in my selfishness.

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Remember April 16.