As far as I can remember home has always felt unstable.
My family began to break apart when we were forced to move out by government in 1997. We had three months to leave. And that was it. We relocated four more times for the same reason.
This is not a unique experience, it affects all Korean society. Politicians tell us that our cities need to be revitalized. But while they make money, our memories, friendships, & history disappear again & again.
How does the notion of home survive when it is continually destroyed and reborn?
The project mixes the personal & the political. Images & techniques simulate the layers of Korean urban landscape. Reprinting, scanning, destroying & putting back together in a never-ending cycle.