20.6.18



because we have been tossed here...
dear you, are you all right?

8.6.18




You took root next to the chimney or into the stone wall in the united kingdom.

is it a nostalgia act?







You brought me here Mount Etna, active volcano, where you are from,
then you let me think where I need to take root.



instinctive nostalgia…



PS: people call you ‘senecio’ in Sicily and ‘oxford ragwort’ or a 'weed' in the UK.
what would you like to be called?


22.3.18

Il duolo infranga queste ritorte
De miei martiri sol per pieta
De miei martiri sol per pieta
Lascia ch'io pianga mia cruda sorte
E che sospiri la liberta

- George Frideric Handel


Have mercy on us for pity's sake.

30.12.17

It is necessary not to be ‘myself ’, still less to be ‘ourselves’.
The city gives us the feeling of being at home.
We must take the feeling of being at home into exile.
We must be rooted in the absence of a place.

To uproot oneself socially and vegetatively.
To exile oneself from every earthly country.
To do all that to others, from the outside, is a substitute for decreation. It results in unreality.
But by uprooting oneself one seeks greater reality.
- Gravity and Grace, Simone Weil

28.12.17

I am also other than I imagine myself to be. To know this is forgiveness.
- Gravity and Grace, Simone Weil

30.8.17

you are still greenery, and for good you will be greenery.

24.7.17


"mourning is interminable. Inconsolable. Irreconcilable."
- Jacques Derrida, The Work of Mourning

2.7.17

Ellie Kyungran Heo, Am I wrong?, Still, 2016


The general definition of a ‘weed’ is ‘a plant in the wrong place’, or ‘a plant growing where it is not wanted’.

I wonder, what is the right place for a plant to grow?


15.12.16

The rice being cut, the paddy of the rice being empty, and Eri, who had been experiencing rice growing this year at Miasa School, eating alone a rice-ball in the class, I was sad for them.

After then, I saw the stalk of the rice being gone back to the ground as a fertiliser after the rice harvest.

The things should be returned back to the ground including me and you, then waiting for the next step.

Thinking of you...


11.7.16


What is seen was not made out of what was visible (Hebrews 11:3)

9.7.16



Ellie Kyungran Heo, How big you are, still, 2016


I met the tiny creature by chance while taking a picture of 409 below.



Ellie Kyungran Heo, 409, still, 2016


18.4.16



To reach, not the point where one no longer says I,
but the point where it is no longer of any importance whether one says I.

- A Thousand Plateaus, Gilles Deleuze & Felix Guattari


16.11.15

The wolf will live with the lamb,
the leopard will lie down with the goat,
the calf and the lion and the yearling together,
and a little child will lead them.
The cow will feed with the bear,
their young will lie down together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox.
The infant will play near the cobra’s den,
and the young child will put its hand into the viper’s nest.
They will neither harm nor destroy on all my holy mountain,
for the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.
(Isaiah 11:6-9)

27.8.15






Work in progress, stills from my research: Relax digital project
Commissioned by Chelsea and Westminster Hospital / Supported by the Wylie Veterinary Centre


My proposal is to show the animals in the waiting room in a Veterinary hospital to the people waiting in the human hospital. While doing research in both areas, I found the simple principle: there is no patient being alone in the veterinary waiting room. Animals should be there with somebody who keeps speaking, touching or giving the undivided attention.


What we need in the waiting areas at the hospital is essentially you.

24.7.15


So, I look up at the sky, rainbows, then I see heaven open.

I believe they are in...

"Look! God's dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them [...] He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."(Revelation 21:3-4)

They are much better off than us, aren't they?

8.6.15

There was the happiest time just before the saddest time.
Now, these times are sitting next to each other and looking at me.