Photography - my way to take note of my seeings and visual thoughts   

Nothing is created from nothing. Creation is only possible from something. Based on my experience, my artwork takes two parts in general. Its first part is "the source" in order to receive the information, inspiration, awakened emotions, and feelings, desire to output or process to express. This part of my studio work is never limited by time and space. It is only limited by the hours of my lifetime. The second part is the physical production of my artwork. Photography has been the way to stay conscious, record what I see at transient moments, and make note of my visual thoughts. I often tell the students it is like grocery shopping to get the best ingredients for cooking a delicious meal. 

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Pink magnolia in the afternoon light in spring 2021. I get a glimpse of  timespace by the events in nature.


Morning light coming through my studio window from the west.  Seeing the light filling up the space or space being soaked up with light before me. 

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Study of various lines on this succulent 


During COVID19 pandemic in early 2021, elegant gestures found during the walk at Lower Arroyo Park, Pasadena.

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My kitchen door and the soft creamy light coming in from the patio. Often I read time not on the clock, but by the intensity and color of daylight.


California summer light near sunset at Hungtington Beach, California, USA. This light is more than enough for me to call California, a Golden state even without the past history of gold rush. 


"Dutch Light." Morning light in Amsterdam during my way to Rembrandt Museum.


"Dutch Light." Sunset in Amsterdam. I made this trip to see "Dutch Light" as well as their newly reopened Rijksmuseum and artworks especially by Van Gogh and Vermeer. 

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Around 6 pm on July 23, 2016. 
As I was leaving my studio, I saw this unusual yet beautiful pink yellow sky in La Crescenta this afternoon caused by Santa Clarita brush fire and the box with this elegant spiderweb covered with ash. 

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Skid marks in the parking lot. "Happening" of beautiful drawing.

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Textures and colors of moss and rock at Griffith Park, Los Angeles


Trees are shedding and revealing their history beneath the bark. There is never the same story in trees' life.

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My garden is an extension of my studio where much of  "seeing" and learning happen. 

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Intricate atterns, curbs, the weight of raindrops pulling the petals, and the movement of air revealed through their delicate movement.


Often it is called random. But, I always see the preconceived plan and execution in nature. From the sky, this can be witnessed how the countless plants in a forest have formed the perfect order and balance in order to sustain life, to receive the sunlight, the energy for life, and the food. There is no accident, but the conscious mind.


Algae formation on Lower Arroyo Seco Park. Arroyo Seco means "dry river." From daily hike, I have watched its process of formation, a time-based "earth sculpture."


The late afternoon walk during the 2nd "stay-at-home" order in Los Angeles in 2021.

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The way water moves and transforms. During the 9th week of COVID-19 lockdown in Los Angeles.


I am watching the air circulation.


Azalea white flower after a drizzle. There are full of graceful lines and movements. The delicate and thin petals reveal its veins, the life support system carrying the water and nutrition. Every corner of the Earth, I find the superb system that builds a life on the earth and sustains them. 


The movement of  the mud on the pedestrian walkway reveals the direction of gravity.


Trees in my neighborhood. I stood before these trees daydreaming. These trees and their shedding barks have taken me back to the sculpture of St. John the Baptist by Donatello at Museo del Duomo in Florence. I've been brought back to the moment when I was standing before this sculpture feeling overwhelmed and overpowered in Florence.