우리는 부유한다. 뿌리를 잃고 떠돈다. 그리고 끊임없는 경쟁과 관계의 단절 속에서 자신의 모습을 왜곡한다.
공중에 떠 있는 앙상한 나무,
길게 늘어진 양과 말,
점점 사라져가는 기억들.
We drift. We lose our roots and wander. And in the midst of relentless competition and severed relationships, we distort our own image. A bare tree suspended in the air, sheep and horses stretched out long, memories fading away. We visually embody this tense state of existence, ultimately mourning what is disappearing and questioning their very being.
We drift. Rootless, we wander. And in the relentless competition and severed relationships, we distort our own image.
A bare tree suspended in the air,
sheep and horses stretched out long, memories fading away.