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Present

The Story of Angeli Castle

When I open my eyes in the morning, I head to my studio as if in prayer.
The space I call “The Room of My Soul” allows neither another’s touch nor gaze.
It is mine alone.

Even a scrap of paper or a single doodle drawn there feels as precious as catching a rare fish from the waters of a
day.
In that space, play becomes a joyful rest—yet at times, it is also a place where I feel the weight of destiny itself.

Like flowers blooming through tears, the Angelie Castle came into being.
From what I have felt within it, I decided to name this exhibition “The Story of the Angelie Castle – Past, Present, and
Future.”

Crossing the bridge between past and present, I think of my parents, who loved and supported their daughter who
painted without condition.
I think of my husband, who made my dream his own and left behind a great jewel on this land.
Of my sister-in-law who, as my eyesight faded, once said, “Shall I give you my eyes?”
When she passed away, and I found myself lost amid the unfinished ruins of Angelie Castle, it was Professor Park Se-
won, my husband’s dearest friend, who gave me courage and strength to stand again.
When I stood between life and death, it was Dr. Lee Geon-oh, my lifesaver, who brought me back.
And my brother-in-law, who never failed to be there at every commemorative moment.

Now, those who once stood by me have turned away, following the hem of the messenger’s robe.
“Human life is in the hands of Heaven.”
In a world without those pure-hearted souls who once cheered me on, I walk barefooted along paths of memory,
and the ache of longing seeps deep into my bones.

From the depths of sorrow flows a river of emptiness, of joy and pain, of yearning—and on my canvas, these merge
and dissolve into colors of communication and solace that skirt the edges of despair.
So, when asked, “What is painting to you?”
I answer, “It is salvation.”

Until the waves and tempests of life turn into peace—

Just as Mozart transformed the misfortunes of his reality into peace and joy within his music, I too seek to turn fear
into calm, misfortune into happiness, and despair into hope upon my canvas.

This exhibition, “The Story of the Angelie Castle,” captures the beauty that surrounds the Castle itself.
Encircled by a lakeside path, forests, and birdsong, the Angelie Castle marks its tenth anniversary—its history and
tradition intertwined with my own artistic journey.
There, among all living things that breathe and grow within its grounds, I too have breathed and grown.

The scenes of young couples beginning their lives in this garden resemble Adam and Eve, while the people and
animals moving through this world have become family, memory, and monuments upon my canvases.
If a new city arises around the Angelie Castle, my paintings will transform with it.

This very moment is the history and tradition of the Angelie Castle—
and at the same time, my own.
It is my life, my record, my story.

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