Works-Beyond Visibility

[When Longing Blooms] You, who bloom only when I disappear, You, who come closer with a scent clearer under the moonlight, Remain silent in the hesitation that keeps us apart, And color me with a hue deeper than silence – the color of longing. Love blooms more splendidly in the places it cannot reach, And […]

[Nocturne on Canvas] As the soft piano melody spreads, pink petals begin to tremble. The night arrives, so quiet that even the moon holds its breath— and when the darkness flows in, she begins to sing. Can you hear her song, offering a kiss of comfort to wounded souls? Her scent, her radiance, gently descends […]

Last spring, I planted carnations. In my little garden, they bloomed tirelessly until the chill of winter arrived. Even their fierce vitality could not withstand the piercing winds of deep winter. Now that spring has returned, not a single trace remains. But last night, I saw a carnation glowing like an eternal flame, burning with […]

The blooming of flowers is a revolution of nature. Especially the Deep Pink petals that pierce through the oppression of a cold winter, though delicate, hold the passion of life. The suppressed anger transforms into a hymn of freedom. Hope blossoms into flowers through resistance. This spring will unfold as a festival brimming with hope […]

A nostalgic look, a nostalgic scent The scent of spring lurked in the bitter winter winds that blew from the western continent. Even in the frozen earth, roots grow. Cries of jubilation on the fence. Triumphant passions bursting like flames. Beyond the veiled chaos, a small gathering of hope sings of miracles. Life is a […]

A nostalgic look, a nostalgic scent The scent of spring lurked in the bitter winter winds that blew from the western continent. Even in the frozen earth, roots grow. Now, in the darkness of the moonless night, they will awaken to the news that spring has arrived, In the early morning, their pink, delicate petals […]

You’re dressed in a brilliant red, and you always make my heart skip a beat. Your ineffable scent is imprinted on my retina, telling a story in hundreds of petals. You stir my soul and make me forget this chaotic world for a moment. Now I look only at you, and you look only at […]

When I close my eyes, memories sometimes come back to me. I don’t know where they were or what they were. No matter how hard I try to connect them, I can’t remember. Maybe it was a lakeside in the late fall rain. Maybe it was graffiti on the wall of an old building. Most […]

On a warm afternoon, the missed blossoms came to me in abundance. In the past, we had countless bittersweet partings, but this time, I can never let her go. I unfolded the easel and lifted the brush to preserve her on the canvas. And I sing a song, a serenade of love for her… Now, […]

I’ve come to realize that every moment of my life is filled with aspiration. An immeasurable amount of time is embedded in ancient rock. The layered traces of time are warped and distorted by gravity. And I see cracks in them. I see a struggle to break free from the bonds of time. The second […]

I’ve come to realize that every moment of my life is filled with aspiration. An immeasurable amount of time is embedded in ancient rock. The layered traces of time are warped and distorted by gravity. And I see cracks in them. I see a struggle to break free from the bonds of time. The second […]

I’ve come to realize that every moment of my life is filled with aspiration. There is a desire to be loved and accepted by someone, a desire to be free from the things that bind me, and a desire to heal and restore wounds. Most of all, my desire for life drives my entire consciousness. […]

I’ve come to realize that every moment of my life is filled with aspiration. There is a desire to be loved and accepted by someone, a desire to be free from the things that bind me, and a desire to heal and restore wounds. Most of all, my desire for life drives my entire consciousness. […]

When I close my eyes, memories sometimes come back to me. I don’t know where they were or what they were. No matter how hard I try to connect them, I can’t remember. Maybe it was a lakeside in the late fall rain. Maybe it was graffiti on the wall of an old building. Most […]

Within the delicate, crystalline structure of a crystal lies the essence of existence. In it, I see the concept of temporal frozenness, where fragments of time are intricately intertwined to create a single, immutable moment. Like a crystal, our lives are made up of a myriad of moments, each distinct yet interconnected to form an […]

  Her smile, that simple, beautiful little petal. This moment that comes to me again and again this year. But, her existence is to walk her path Behind her beauty and nobility that caught my eye. A deadly temptation lurks. Two or three years ago I started making my own paints, adding fluorescent pigments adding […]

When I started this series, I often imagined an ocean planet with three suns. At the time, I was working on another piece based on snowflake objects. I closed my eyes for a moment out of tiredness, and I had a lucid dream that was right on the border between dream and reality. Dreams often […]

When I started this series, I often imagined an ocean planet with three suns. At the time, I was working on another piece based on snowflake objects. I closed my eyes for a moment out of tiredness, and I had a lucid dream that was right on the border between dream and reality. Dreams often […]

Time, along with light, is the tool by which I understand the world. I live my life as I always have, using the time I have been given. Sometimes I want to freeze this time that is slipping away from my life. I close my eyes for a moment, and in that moment, an image […]

A small green light spreads out. This light spreads through the intense light of ‘The melody of angels’. This light comes from the third sun, ‘Tears of the sacred green turtle’. It comes to me like a luminescent stone on the road to the abyss. And it tells me one last story in the language […]

‘The melody of angels’ begins to beat like a heart. My consciousness is drowned out by the shifting colors. It gets a little darker. So many questions, so many answers… Now scattered into shards of light in a meaningless unconsciousness. Everything I wanted to do was a meaningless struggle after all. I realize, I am […]

I want to bottle a frozen, cold moment in time. These are the colors and shapes I see when I close my eyes before bed these days. They come to me in a variety of shapes, textures, and colors.One day, when time stops, I will close my eyes again in silence. I want to see […]

The lonely planet orbiting three suns is covered by the sea. Even the ‘Melody of Angels,’ which symbolized hope and comforted my weary heart, yields its place to another sun when evening falls. I n that moment, a reddish light now blankets the blue depths of the sea. The ocean will once again surge, and […]

Under the dazzling late summer sunshine, refreshing grapes are ripening gracefully. The rich hues of the abundant fruits melt into the magic of light, appearing brighter and softer in my sight. Even the green leaves hide their forms within the hot sunlight. The temporal and spatial dimension where the grapes in the artwork are ripening […]

There are some deliciously sweet cherries here right now. These cherries hold the colors and memories of the colorful cherry blossoms of spring. The memories of our youthful days, the memories of our passionate days, are now stored as sweet memories like these cherries. When I look at the cherries, I can feel his breath […]

he color of autumn are undeniably red. Against the backdrop of the high and blue sky, red apples eagerly await harvest, calling out to diligent farmers. The green leaves that endured the hot summer sun now gracefully yield their protagonist role to the red apples in this drama. Looking at these apples brings forth the […]

  On a warm afternoon, the missed blossoms came to me in abundance. In the past, we had countless bittersweet partings, but this time, I can never let her go. I unfolded the easel and lifted the brush to preserve her on the canvas. And I sing a song, a serenade of love for her… […]

If I could save time in a bottle, the first thing that I’d like to do is to save every day till eternity passes away just to spend them with you If I could make days last forever, if words could make wishes come true, I’d save every day like a treasure and then again, […]

There is a sea where three suns rise. It’s a very deep, cold, lonely place. Stormy currents shake and throw me away. There’s no night here. I need to sleep. So I have to go down to the abyss. But the abyss where even the three suns lose their light is pain itself. I lose […]

The Melody of Angels Ⅱ(A sea of three suns Ⅴ) The Melody of Angels, the dazzling sun at the forefront of the three suns, outshines all others. The sky basks in its radiance, and the desolate sea is bathed in a warm, comforting light. Those who gaze upon it are filled with hope, as if […]

The rain of steel is tearing my heart apart. This warm and peaceful place has been swallowed by bloody darkness since you left. Those cold, heavy raindrops of steel pierce the depths of my heart like bullets. The countless times and memories I had with you are now scarring. My hero! If the next life […]

‘Eye of the wise crow’ means eternal wisdom. Listen to your gut. You will hear messages of wisdom, hope, devotion, and peace. Tainted by animosity, war, and aggression, As the protector of the delicate beauty of this world, you are reborn. “He” is keeping an eye on us. Title Eye of the Wise Crow Name […]

The eye of a wise crow, the tear of a holy green turtle, and the song of an angel. These are the names of the three suns. It’s a hot midday moment. Everything is boiling. This place, filled with the despair of countless people, is purified by three suns at this moment. Now I take […]

A sea of three suns, this is the prison of despair. There’s no one around here. This place is in my nightmare. Now I’m chanting a spell that wakes up in this repeated nightmare. And I’m leaving all my despair here. I hope you put all your despair down here, too. Title A sea of […]

The Melody of Angels, the dazzling sun at the forefront of the three suns, outshines all others. The sky basks in its radiance, and the desolate sea is bathed in a warm, comforting light. Those who gaze upon it are filled with hope, as if a celestial symphony of unparalleled beauty were being performed just […]

Adorned with small and large golden beads, this space is a realm from my lazy childhood afternoons’ dreams. In the enchanting dreams of my girlhood, I received shimmering, golden beads as a gift from my future self. The scene within the painting is a boundary of dreams crafted by my young heart, where I would […]

If you go to the autumn forest, there is a feast of various colors. I rearranged these colors into one element. Also, I disassembled and recombined the figure I saw. Then many things happen on my canvas. The forest can dance and burn. The forest becomes the stage for all the events I imagine. Title […]

Through this windows, the world is fragmented. Light is reflected and scattered. There was definitely an interpretable figure, but I can’t understand it anymore. But this confusion and disorder gives me freedom. Now I can fill the world beyond the windows with my wishes. I can change the world like a wizard. Title Figures in […]

I don’t know when it started, but I feel that you are alive inside me. Now, you flow through my veins. I see you like that. Title I see you II Name Jennifer Lee Classification Oil on canvas Theme others Size 122 x 62cm Year 2023

-Times Square Billboard Exhibition Contest Winner In New York (2023) hosted by Adler Spring is the season of festivals. The festival is in full swing in my heart, too. It is a festival of light and color. It’s a symphony of light and color. A carnival of radiance that can never be overpowered. Spring is […]

Sweat is hidden in the sweet, dark red blooded cherries. These cherries are from Chile. The Chilean farmer must have sweated a lot while harvesting these. I just took them out of the refrigerator. By the way, cherries are sweating, too. I also sweat with a brush. Sweat is proof of hard work. Good job, […]