Han Man-Young

On my works with pencil

How far can expand its territory doesn’t concern us any more.
We have already long been in an age where anybody is allowed to claim himself as an artist and share his artistic ideas and feelings with others.
Observing the reality mixed with the virtual-reality and the overflow of the digital media, which can easily manufacture innumerable images and colors, however, we cannot but encounter again the basic question on the essence of plastic art.
And when it seems that the higher technology makes the original plain surfaces of the painting art look humble, a sudden drive arises in me to challenge the brilliance of the digital images with simple black-and-white of the pencil. That, for me, is a try to achieve delicate representations aided by the unique texture of the pencil and to retain the humanism itself. Reckless it is, but it’s a recklessness aimed at those frigid people who keep chasing after the endless change itself in vain. By spending eccentrically long time on making simple images, I am escaping out of the space of endless chain of past, present and future, where the ego is absent.

2002.7 Man-Young, Han