Sleepless Night.

Loneliness makes me sleepless,
Isolation makes night endless.

Waltz

She was dancing the Waltz.

Waiting

it was bit a late noon in January. I saw the things that were waiting for someone.

The Atonement.

People are debating the effective element of the movie is the picture. Some of them are against that "eye candy" theory with the narrative line. How-bloody-fucking-ever, this movie "the atonement" is drawing the story. What I mean about definition of the mutual reaction between picture and scenario of cinema are proven by this movie. Every shot was literary described by visual segments of the memories, reflections, and retrospections. My best shots of this movie are two shots. First of all, before the dinner night, The director was showing the two character's preparations of the dinner joints with montage editing. he cut the shots away with the rhythmical edit with the piano sounds and ambient old typing machine sounds. The reflections of the sun light through windows, Robbie was typing the letter for her. and Cecilia was choosing the dress for the night. That is the great metaphor of the their life, and fate, also beauty of the cinematographic moments in that movie. The second one is the dolly, and motivated moving shots in the sea side of the evacuation scene. Which is the motivated shots in the movie? I guess that shot is just tear the scar off the realistic sympathy of the war, or Robbie's presence of the real world.

I don't know how to describe this things. As I suppose to tell this feeling again, I have to fall in this IAN McEWAN's Novel I believe.

Ladies and Gentlemen, you should watch this.

Pass me by

I can not pass through the moments that I see,
I can not let it all pass me by

The Corner

Every corner, every city
There's a place where life's a little easy

Not a Thug Mansion, that's the BOOKSTORE.

Lost in Translation.

Hey, Am I just woke? or You just set down yourself?

Damn, Sun doesn't speak English.
Me, either

Metaphora

Every figment from the memories are delivering illusions to our life. As we come closer to the truth, we can only grab the liable dust from the air in our hands. the only way we can define the truth between visual and illusion is catching the moment of the metaphorical timing through the camera. When the iris open to the world, and the shutter grab the time in the air
,then we can see the truth.

Lifetime.

Before the city goes to darkness, we might have only 15 or 20minutes to keep the one little peace. At that moment, there is no siren, no hooker, no drug dealer. Tears of clouds are drawing the feather shaped skyline, and skyscrapers are reflexing the gold sunshine to spread to the last blue daylight.
Momma sing a song in the kitchen, Poppa ride his wheel to back home.
then, I miss my home in Seoul.

New Year's Eve Party @ Lost Bar

Thanks God that I have this people in my life, especially, in this iladelph.

Center City

It is not a sad thing that I am picturing myself through the mirror. ( I believe)

Grey Christmas

Sky was limited by the edge of the Skyscrapers