butterflies

butterflies I saw someone in the peach garden looking for me. Even when I landed on his shoulder, he couldn't see me. He didn't seem to know if I was a butterfly or himself. Meanwhile, the morning came to light. Human desires, love, and excretion... My work is part of the exploration of humans. The photo records only one moment in a moment, It is a work to record temporal and spatial trends by putting the desire in a photo and layering the photo one by one, and to capture not only the desire but also the emotions that come. It is a work that emphasizes the processor without staying at the moment using photos that record the moment. Rather than containing only the moment, it tries to capture not only desires, love, and excretion that cannot be seen with the eyes, but also the essence of humans practiced in timing, jealousy, and betrayal.