JUNG TAE LEE

FLUX

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Everything under the moon light looks blue, and fair. When the original color is excluded, any type of bias and prejudice are vanishing.
You see only one color: blue. 
 

I observe flux of air and time under the moon light.  Wind and time go along with road.

Flowers in full bloom are bursting out. Those flowers are scattering to thousands of mountains. Flowers are extending to landscape, and the landscape turns back to flowers. I paint moon light and wind, at the same time

 

I brood over the flowers while watching the mountains.

Beingness appears and disappears to the rhythm and flux of time. 
Time denies eternity of beingness, and changes everything in the world. Flux represents organic, and operational principles, and shows its own characteristics. When flux stops beingness decays, and do not exist anymore thru the process of deorganization.

 

Beingness exists in the domain of time and space. Beingness is flux, and makes endless changes in connection with otherness.