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 previous form as film and photo, this version brings the action as a living event, as something that can be witnessed and felt directly.