Jennifer Lee

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Everything that exists leaves a trace, and I strive to express it. Specifically, everything I see is imprinted with colors and shapes through light, leaving behind traces of memories.

Rather than leaving those traces as vague memories or colorless, meaningless remnants in the blurred memories or subconscious, I pick up a brush and add the yearning of my heart to the colors I can express. I want to share with you my feelings, emotions, and the stories of those moments. I blend paints, create textures, and tell stories in my own way by harnessing both my intuition and imagination. The traces of light that enter through my eyes are recreated anew at my fingertips. Through this process, I encapsulate stories and convey my experiences. I hope that when you look at my work, you’ll pause for a moment to hear my story.

Everyone lives while reminiscing. It could be regrets about the irretrievable past or fantasies about different places and times. Through my artwork, I want to transport you to a different dimension that I’ve created. In that place, I hope you can forget all the pain, regrets, and weariness you’re feeling right now and immerse yourself in deep contemplation.

The life of an artist is an endless struggle against despair for the joy of creation. I strive to vividly express the beauty around me in my own way, using light, color, and texture to convey my inner emotions. In this process, what I see blends with the colors of my emotions. I draw what I want to draw based on my own will, not someone else’s demands. I often paint landscapes, as they are the best at capturing yearning, but when my mind is in turmoil, I also paint still lifes. And when there’s no other way to express my heart, I immerse myself passionately in abstraction.

I aimed to convey reality while incorporating the flow of sensory thinking, adding the flow and tremors of light, the temperature of colors, emotions, and subconscious elements. Through these works, everything about me transitions into the artworks. I hope my life and existence resonate with someone through my arts. I eagerly anticipate the moment when my work captivates someone’s eyes and stirs their soul—a moment when my creation becomes a masterpiece. Today, I pick up the brush to divide the moments of my remaining life.

The Melody of Angels Ⅱ
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 for them. This sun embodies fantasy and holiness, its light purifying the once hopeless sea. The Angel's Melody resonates like the choir of angels, infusing my heart with peace and solace. Beneath the Angel's Melody, I cannot help but feel humble in the face of such grandeur.
The coldness seeps into the snowflakes
Color has temperature. Temperature melts the ice and rises to almost infinity. The range of coldness I know is much smaller than that of hot. That coldness is now hidden in the snowflakes. Dark blue is a shadow of the hidden cold.
A sea of three suns Ⅰ
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 my mind. Obviously I exist. But I don't know why I exist Why am I living in this painful place? Who, why, filled my DNA with life's desires? Having lost my mind in the abyss, I open my eyes under the three suns again. And I fall into an unknown fear.
Golden Gift
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 lie on my bed and indulge in leisurely imaginings, merging the emotions of hope and fear. Amidst this serene space, the radiant golden beads gradually emerge. These beads hold the memories of beloved individuals I have yet to meet in the future. Here, even the image of my little angel, so fragile and fleeting, seems frozen like an incomplete work of art, held within these imperfect beads. I long for it. Intensely long for it. Life is a splendid blessing. Yet within it brims an unfathomable depth of sorrow.
Eye of the wise crow
“Eye of the Wise Crow” (from the Sea of ​​Three Suns: A Journey of Reflection and Change) Through the symbolism of the three suns and the quest for spiritual existence in harsh environments, I hope to create a powerful metaphor for our world. I wanted to break the mold of traditional art by combining striking colors, strong compositions, and thought-provoking mythological narratives to create an immersive, albeit difficult, experience that goes beyond aesthetic appreciation. The vivid colors of the three suns, drawn from the unconscious, symbolize the hope and transformative power within the human spirit. The symbolic depiction of an inner spiritual being in a challenging environment arouses curiosity and invites the viewer to question the purpose of their existence and actions. [Eye of the wise crow] ‘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.

I majored in industrial design at university. I worked as a teacher at an art academy for children and also managed. Additionally, I worked as an after-school art teacher at a small rural elementary school. Driven by a deep passion for fine art, I sought mentoring from the Western artist Kim Jinwoo. Under his guidance, I spent over a decade honing my skills, and about seven years have passed since I introduced my works to the world.

The time when I embarked on my artistic journey coincided with the most painful period of my life. It was when my twin daughters were born, and tragically, my eldest daughter passed away just 10 months later. This agonizing period led me to delve deeper into the world of art. From then on, I viewed the act of creating art as a form of inner therapy, recovery, and regeneration—a way to heal my soul. I believe this process allows me to pour all the emotions and experiences I’ve had in my remaining life into my art. Through this journey, my artworks compress every moment of pain and joy, despair and happiness that exist within me.

In the midst of this process, I realized, through an exploration of the essence of art, that its foundation lies in light, and that light is the reason for the existence of this world. Just as scientists say that in quantum mechanics, the state is determined through observation, the creation and appreciation of artworks ultimately fall within the realm of working with light through observation. I came to understand that this is the essence of our existence in this world. We are all products of light.

I divide the rest of my life into my artwork. At some point, I became captivated by the desire to convey these emotions as they are, without anyone altering them arbitrarily. Therefore, I started documenting the emotions and thoughts accompanying each piece in short writings, hoping that even in the future, I would not modify them.

I create art based on personal inspiration, and I believe that the artistic process evolves. However, I refuse to limit my creative efforts by confining myself to a specific genre.

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