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The Han WonSuk I met in 2003 was a person with a borderline personality disorder. His abrupt tantrums-when things didn’t go as planned - were more than unpleasant and his stubborn black and white thinking on “Nothing is impossible!” made me shake my head. At the same time, when he met an elderly woman on the street selling chewing gum, he would never pass by without giving money.
He - who just a moment ago was complaining that he didn’t have money for an espresso - suddenly showed 10,000 won worth of kindness. In this way, the amplitude of his language and behavior is much greater than that of most people. It took me many years to understand him.

The boundary of dos and don’ts imposed by society does not seem to be important to Han the artist. With the hope of becoming an artist, he put himself on a construction site then he really became an architect; with a love for music he pursued sound and created a pretty good sound work. For a while Han ran an alternative space at Beijing 798 Art District and planned cultural and artistic festivals. He believes it’s important to act and follow the road he chooses and not be too concerned with other people’s opinions. Although he knows well that his stubbornness can bring forward misunderstandings, that too is no big deal to Han. Therefore, there have been many unintended “mistakes” with people. I was one of many who had shunned him for years.

In the fall of 2010, I met the artist again. There had been abundant changes in his work. When he presented “The Flower of Evil” in 2003, where he accumulated few hundred thousand cigarette butts, I thought he would never again attempt to transform abandoned objects (people call them “trash”) into a work of art, as it was an exhibition that required an extreme time commitment and devoted labor. I was wrong. In 2006, Han collected 1374 headlights of disowned cars in creating his Cheomseongdae piece - “Rebirth” - and two years later in 2008, he compiled 3088 speakers in reproducing the Great King of Sung Duk’s Bell in “Hyeong Yeon”. He kept his initial promise of resurrecting abandoned things from society into works of art.

This exhibition, “Reconciled”, which departs from the literal meaning of “unraveling the flower”, embraces a space to communicate the feelings the artist was not able to express until now. For 40 days, 16,000 speakers were attached to all sides of the exhibition space. It began with a reconciliation with the curator - myself - but shortly it expanded into a reconciliation with the world, the environment, nature and lastly the artist himself. Walking into the exhibition space packed with 16,000 black speakers, a faint echo gradually grows. However it is not easy to find the origin of the sound. The viewers encounter an overwhelming number of speakers but never imagines that all are silent except for one speaker. This ironic tug-of-war situation of a single speaker and 15,999 soundless speakers remind us of people in today’s society - wanting to approach yet silent.

If Han had made forms representing the cultural roots of Korea until now, such as Cheomseongdae and the Great King of Sung Duk’s Bell, this time he removes the form itself, allowing the audiences to focus on the sound. The artist focused on discovering the point of contact between the principles of the artificial and natural sound. The principle is rather simple. If ordinary speakers are direction-orientated - exporting sound in a particular direction - the pipe speakers painted with lacquer made by the artist transmits sounds in every direction; they are nondirectional. From the 16,000 speakers only one is removed and placed in the round sound pipe but the effect is phenomenal - Han’s small speaker has just reached the quality of the natural sound.

The most notable characteristic in Han’s work lies between the boundary of dual structures such as; trash and art, human and nature, civilization and environment, front and back, light and shadow. He demonstrates these in a very specific way like an architect. The artist has rebelled against painting, which only focuses on the facade and through his working with cigarette butts, Han demonstrates that front and back can coexist. (To the artist, the smelly side is truth and the facade with the attractive flower is illusion.)
Through the use of LED lights from abandoned headlights, he surpasses the historical and spacial context of Cheomseongdae and redirects the light to the future. And lastly through the discarded speaker work, Han creates a bridge between visible and non-visible territories.

Han’s persistent collection of abandoned objects of smell, light, and sound leads to a coherent subject - desire - which he divides into individual desire and social desire. He defines love towards family and oneself as individual desire, while ambition for success, longing for authority and worldly pleasure as social desire. From the pile of “trash,” the artist hopes for a cure that will restore the imbalance of diminishing individual desire and epidemically spawning social desire. “Trash” is the symbolic demise of the utility of convenience, desire, and pleasure of human civilization. It seamlessly fits into the theme. Therefore, his collage of trash is easily de-contextualized to build new meanings. What is more astonishing than Han’s obsession with the belief that “trash can be an art work” is his derogative positioning of himself as a criminal. So he works wearing an embarrassingly dirty prisoner’s uniform. If this penitent action was temporary, you can call it a “well-planned performance.” But the artist has been continuing this crazy performance for over 10 years. His crabby language often fails to deliver what he really means, but his action speaks loudly: “the value of the changing world is always bigger than the misunderstanding of people.”

LEE DaeHyung (Director, Hzone / President, Absinthe media bar)

 

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