After my father passed away, my memories of his violence and affection started to reappear, and my understanding of it evolved and merged into one. I cannot fully differentiate his violent expression from his intention of care and affection. I became interested in seeing how many forms of violence are made because of someone's attachment to their own sense of affection and care.

This work tries to reflect the reality of violence that was emerging from our desire for love and possession. From its original form as a 1-minute film, this version tries to cross the medium of photography by also trying to give a different perspective of indirect violence through the perspective of Solo.