Well, I have already lost patience

Stacking three different Trios extracted from modern dance history on the screen. Staring back a certain archiving process within movements as ‘ruins of illusion’.

Here is an actor, one who has been asked to dwell in the perilous gap between text and image. In the voids where traces of the past have been erased by an unknown error, she begins to assemble her own script.

The time is out of joint. The ghost appears again in the dark of the night.

In 1999, one year before ‘Second Impact’ and SAT, I received a postcard with a drawing of the ‘Neon Genesis Evangelion’ from ‘Y-Sang’. In 2015, the year of ‘Third Impact’, he wrote back to ‘Y-Sang’. ‘Y-Sang’ suggested a discussion about Kant, Nietzsche and Gramsci, but I didn’t know them well. I just called to mind some images related with their name. What connection does exist between the “names” and the “images” I recalled? It’s a weird diceplay about what we can name image(or film).

It’s radio broadcast. Pigs refuse to appear in the film 'The Day A Pig Fell Into The Wall' and Seoul is constantly redeveloping. Once a film projector starts rolling, a servant falls into the fire. Military dictatorship makes campus song festival and Caetano Veloso sings a song. “In teeth, legs and flags. Bombs and Brigitte Bardot”.

On the evening of November 16, 2019, they were accidentally trapped in a black wave of demonstrators around central Paris. In Korea in 2020, they rewrote the memory and rearranged the movements and sounds to organize other forms of protest. People begin to gather, and smoke rises. Sometimes it is necessary to sense the subjects of “the process of being someone else” rather than just us who are united. To recall beings, such as shadows and echoes, who were endowed with individuality even in the waves of the masses. The attempt itself was intended to be made into a video form again.