Light Like Salt

This is an automatic translation of the Korean original.

Light. It is a strange thing.

Good light, like salt, adds flavor to a landscape.

Moving from watercolor to oils, I learned the skill of controlling the sensitivity of light with white and black, with value, and the technique of making highlights by letting a line reflect again off the surface of an object. Thanks to a good art teacher, I could feel and understand the richness of light. The charm of oil painting lies in the process of capturing that momentary light.

There are days when, closing your eyes for a moment and turning your face to the sky, you feel a warmth that pierces the skin. Days when the tip of your nose is cool and, for no particular reason, the mind grows spacious. On such a day, at five in the afternoon, the light pierces the sky at a slant and begins to blur, very softly.

The colors and highlights of nature.
It is the moment they are captured as they are.