Artist, Writer, Painter, Architect, Art Critic, and Dreamer. Love Morality and Passion.
I was an artist who was working at a bank.
I’m writing (from)for paintings.
I’m building (from)for paintings.
I’m dreaming (from)for realities.
I’m learning (from)for students.
I will write a book to tell art comes from experiences beyond books.
I will learn every day. You are artists in your lives.
If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is: infinite.
- William Blake
Often while reading a book one feels that the author would have preferred to paint rather than write; one can sense the pleasure he derives from describing a landscape or a person, as if he were painting what he is saying, because deep in his heart he would have preferred to use brushes and colors.
You employ stone, wood and concrete, and with these materials you build houses and palaces. That is construction. Ingenuity is at work. But suddenly you touch my heart, you do me good, I am happy and I say: This is beautiful. That is Architecture. Art enters in.
- Le Corbusier
A Bar, Midnight in New York, 2018
Rene Magritte from Schaerbeek, Marcel Duchamp from Paris, Sunyoung Lee from Seoul, Oscar Wilde from Paris.
SL: Why did you write “Ceci n’est pas une pipe” after paint a pipe?
RM: Who said it’s a pipe?
SL: It’s a pipe, 파이프, pfeifentabake, pijp…and maybe (draw heart mark)
RM: Come on…You've already known my answer. Do you paint paintings in your studio?
SL: Yes but no. I try not to paint. Duchamp, you?
MD: You know…I quit painting a long time ago. Let’s play chess instead of talking about boring paintings!
RM: Let’s say the game of chess is a painting, and let’s play.
OW: Talk about a play or playing the game? Anyway, I agree that let’s not talk about art. When bankers get together they talk about art. When artists get together, they talk about money.
SL: (wearing a fake smile) Hey, I quit a banker job 8 years ago. So should I talk about art or money? Or English literature?
MD: No, No, It was a perfect choice. Let’s play chess and fall in love with life. (holding a wine glass)
Eros, C’est la vie!
OW: Sure, Love is always the best resource. It put me in jail for two years, though. (shrugging his shoulders)
SL: Ok. Have fun. I’m going to my studio.
MD: Come on..Don’t go. You don’t need to paint to be a real artist!
SL: I won’t. I will write, build, wear, count numbers…
OW: For money or love?
SL: Do I look like a writer, painter, or banker?
MD: No. This is interesting… Rene changed the identity of an object, from chess to painting; Sunyoung is playing with her professional identity …. How about this? Please call me Rrose Sélavy from now, I just changed my gender!
RM: Remember, you’re not a painter, but you are.
SL: Yes, only for Eros!
MD, RM, OW: C’est la vie! (cheers)
- excerpt from the Prologue --"This Is Not a Painting/Post Modernism and Painting: For the Humanity" by Sunyoung Lee