Therefore, I do not have to say anything about them. At the edge of the cliff of the reality they are no longer objects in the reality.

They only become regenerated in the art works as a second existence. Consequently, the artist is now a mere stranger by taking down the painting brush. When we devote in a painting object we will soon face at an unidentified space.

A strange but well arranged combination of the objects likely different each other, the particular own self of objects puring out from it, and thus I(ARTIST KOO CHA SOONG,具滋勝,서양화가 구자승,구자승 작가,구자승 화백,KOO CHA SOONG) am also wriggling and breathing as a new existence in front of those objects.

△Koo Cha-Soong | The Artist's Note