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Fell for Dance
by: Won Sik Park


What a show it was! I fell for dance as the title suggests us to “Fall for Dance.” The first dance was …

Insensibility
by: Won Sik Park


We can’t see. We can’t feel. We can’t sense. We can’t grasp. We can’t understand. We can’t embrace. “Insensibility.” yet, It’s a …

Unpredictable
by: Won Sik Park


There are so many unpredictable factors that play into global warming: Clathrates, melting ice caps resulting less absorption of sun rays, less …

The Sunshine after the Snow
by: Won Sik Park


A grandma stands on the snow, with the snow hitting on her face. A harsh cold winter attacks one family in Yamal …

A Complete Victory
by: Won Sik Park


When did everything start? When did this earth even start? There are many different theories that prove different “truths” about this matter, …

Art is Empty but Full.
by: Won Sik Park


Art is empty. The picture shows no one inside. Sometimes, leaving out is art. The chairs seem lonely, yet they have their …

A Part of History
by: Won Sik Park


Today’s experience was indescribable. I’ve never been to any march, even a walk. But, as we studied the climate change, I saw …

A Part of Me.
by: Won Sik Park


Squarzoni got me thinking really deep. This first part of the book just throws me a lot of life-long questions to ponder …

Come, Join us!
by: Won Sik Park


“Come, join us!” That was the voice that i heard from reading the article “A Call to Arms” by McKibben. By reading …

Look at the bigger picture, Won Sik!
by: Won Sik Park


Upon reading the article by Bill McKibben “What the warming world needs now is art, sweet art,” I faced this very philosophical, …

A night with a shepherdess
by: Won Sik Park


The Shepherdess of Rolleboise by Daniel Ridgway Knight Walking around the museum at late night with the group, I encountered this painting, or …

A lonely prayer
by: Won Sik Park


Very lonely person walked up the dunes just to kneel down and pray for something. The picture (or painting) represents loneliness. A …