Yerim LEE

Within the firm and refined lines, it is not so much that emotions are hidden, but rather that traces remain where emotions have passed.

The spaces in the paintings are empty of figures, yet they hold the density of life and the residue of time gone by. These are scenes where order and disconnection, presence and stillness coexist. Layers of imagery are overlaid—like something once seen, or like a place once occupied but now distant. The painting does not speak, but its silence is not empty.

His work feels like the afterimage left behind when someone quietly gazes for a long time. A place something once passed through. A record no one left. It is a scene that has ended, yet a sensation that has not.

Standing before the work, we suddenly find ourselves slowly walking—not in the present, but somewhere else entirely.