[inlink]u=marmizo&id=29[/inlink] (e:Marmizo), I like William Wordsworth poem too. I used to love Rene Maria Rilke. Even though my father was a poet (he passed away by sudden car accident when I was 20), I loved to read a lot of western poetry. Perhaps, I was against with him because he disciplined me in a very strict way. I am the oldest daughter of him, and there is no son in my family. For the reason or not, he rasied me as his son. But, I wasn't enough to be his son. As you might guess, I'm an emotional person. Now I understand him much better, but I was too young to follow what he wanted me to in my childhood.

By the way, here is my favorite poem of William Wordsworth. This is a part of his long poem called "Slendour in the Grass". I used this one for one of my video poetry.

Splendour in the Grass

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower:
We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind:
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks though death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.

It is the year of Rooster, 2005.

People think that it's the chinese new year, but I think that is wrong. The New Year Day in some Asian countries follows the Lunar Calender and Korea is one of them too. I was thinking why western people call like that way, maybe because there are a lot of chinese people live in this country and China is the biggest country in Asia. Maybe there is something more. Well, Chinese just follow the Lunar Calender... like we do too.

Anyway, it is also the biggest holliday in Korea. My mom emailed me that I should cook the traditional food for the New Year today for myself.. But, I don't think I will. I feel so terrible too because my mom said she feels lonely specially for this new year. I wish I was there for my mom.

Happy New Year to all you guys!

I think I should say good-bye to "Pinback". I'm so addicted to listening to them too much these days. Their musics are soooo great.. but, have to say good-bye to them.. otherwise I can edit my sound for my video.. but, I'm too addicted to them, I can't resist them.. So sad.. They are so good though... It even gives me orgasm... uh.. what can I do..? (e:Robin) is talking to me something, but I can't hear her because I'm putting her headphones... I'm at school to edit video right now.

Sitting on here in my room and listening to Pinback "Grey Machine".

The other morning as soon as I got up, some faint melody was floating in my mind and on my head a little while. But I didn't remember where I heard that song. Perhaps, it just came to touch my unconsciousness from somewhere or my music lists, and then it mixed together as an unrecognizable sound. That could be the sound that I made with my mind and some music that I have been listening.

I don't think I do things anymore like sitting left in my car to finish up listening to my favorite song although I arrive the destination. No more a peace of composure in my heart.. maybe.

It was good to see Ivan and Insoon again yesterday. I went to Cambridge galleries in Hamilton (Canada), where Ivan works as a curator, with Adriane and Arzu. There was a multi-media video installation show opening which is exhibited by a Korean artist whose work is based in Japan and Europe. Ivan emailed me to come up there because it might be a good connection for me. Yeah, I had a good conversation with the artist and she gave me her contact. Cool!! But I can't still have feeling comfortable with that kind of situation.

As soon as I got in the gallery, Ivan found me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on my cheek. I joked him "Snobby Curator" He used to call me "hey! little sister or princess soybean".. (Warning to Elmwoodstrip: I will hate you if you call me princess soybean) Anyway, we collaborated some art performance together a few times. Yea, I guess I get along with him for work.

Leah said at Jay's party last night that I'm Gemini, so I have two minds. So, I told them back that actually I have multi-minds. One mind is at home, one mind is in Korea, one mind is on a dark street, one mind is on a bright street.. Which mind of mine have you seen..? Maybe you haven't seen any of my minds..

Now, I'm sitting here alone at the cafeteria in CFA. This whole building is mine for this moment. Nobody is here. I know Alan is working on his final film at the graduate editing suite. Well, maybe some crazy night owl art students are hiding in their studios or in the dark caves. I always call the graduate editing suite as my dark cave. But, I'm in under the big CFA lights right now.. everything is white here like some mental hospital.

I've been trying to live in this building again. When I used to live in Audubon where is 4 min away by driving, I came up here whenever I wanted. Sometimes I came in the middle of night.. and worked something whatever I felt like..., it was so easy to come up here. But, since I moved in Downtown, this building's gotten too far away from me. I knew that around 4 AM, Janitors turned on their radio and started cleaning up this building. Sometimes we smoked together outside of CFA.

Listening to Pinback's "June" over and over, (This song makes me so sad) and working on video. I made some interesting sound, but I'm not sure where I can use it.. well.. I'm saving for the final piece of something.

I remember, someone used to work at the Conner of this cafeteria with an iBook, and I'm in right next the Conner. I don't even know it is quiet here or not.. because I'm putting on my headphones.

June by Pinback [size=s]<--download the song[/size]

Light flickers in my room
planes flying by
dropping down perfume
blanket out the sky
Wander through the smoke
Grabbing for food
Choking on the air
Might pass out soon

Why do I assume these things are bad, bad,
Burnt down, burnt down?
Bad, bad, burnt down, burnt down?
Why must all those pretty things be sad, sad,
Somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?

Sheep trip over the fence
(Sheep trip over the fence)
Scared animals trample over the bed
Siphoning out my will.
(Sheep trip over the fence)
And it might turn out just like they said,
And it might be even worse in here
Even now

Why do I assume these things are bad, bad,
Burnt down, burnt down?
Bad, bad, burnt down, burnt down?
Why must all those pretty things be sad, sad,
Somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?

It's up to the trees with the fire storm
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
Sad, sad, somehow, somehow?
It's up to the trees with the fire storm

It's up to the trees with the fire storm