abstract reality

it may be a phrase referring to art, but isn't life comprised of this too? abstract realism? things which catch you so off-guard that you wonder if time is standing still? or a phenomenon like love which is so... abstractly real?

ya. ponderings stemming from a day spent at a Van Gogh and Picasso Exhibit in Seoul with my girlfriends, Hieu, Naomi (plus her boyfriend Darren) and Jill...


trent held down the fort while i went off to scope the legends left by my two favourite artists. Seoul's Art Centre was architecturally beautiful... and the paintings were inspiring.




















one little korean girl (dressed in pink) was walking around outside of the exhibit in her 'squeaky shoes', chasing birds... she was, in my eye, a beautiful work of art.













following the exhibit, we shopped in the foreigners' district of seoul where i bought a stunning trapper hat. :) we also stumbled upon a 'kiddie gym' (naomi and i are sitting in front of it) designed to work out young aspiring body-builders. following a delicious meal at a thai restaurant, we wearily made our way home.

and so, the winding maze of 'abstract reality' continues, and it's off to another week at school. thanks for tuning in, and may God give you peace! :)