I’m living in Korea at the moment, and I'm sorry if these photos don't speak much of that. I think I'm losing interest in photography that points to an external place or thing.
Actually, I'd suggest that these photos do speak of Korea. or perhaps of my experience of life in Korea. And what is Korea other than what is experienced? It is however, burningly similar to my experience of life in Australia. I don’t say this in any detriment to Korea at all. I love this place, and am enjoying it more, the longer I stay. Nor do I say it in reference to a grey life. Simply that photos of my experience of life in Korea remain photos of my experience of life.
What I mean is that I’m still looking through the same lens. and the truth is, definitively, I cannot step out from behind it.
“Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.”
- Søren Kierkegaad