poetry in april

Upon returning home after leaving campus with the knowledge that I would not be coming back as a student again, I searched desperately for ways to cope with my despair. I turned to my journal, as I often do in these types of situations, and put pen to paper to create this anthology of quarantine poetry. I speak on loneliness, intimacy, and dealing with change.

I hope these words resonate with you.

The full poetry collection is published in The Wave’s digital magazine, Quaranzine.

cosmic wonders — behind the scenes

After about a year-long hiatus, I finally posted a new video on my YouTube channel! For the most part, I’ve kept my YT space pretty low-key and don’t really consider myself to be a full-on content creator. However, I definitely enjoy the space and platform to post whatever kind of content I want, especially when I’m proud of what I made. It usually takes me hours upon hours of editing to get to the final stage of publishing. By the time I’ve reached that stage, I usually make myself go back and fix one or two nitty-gritty edits that I notice at the last minute. But it’s super satisfying to finally post!

For my newest installment titled COSMIC WONDERS, I didn’t take all these photographs and videos with the intention to publish them as its own collection. I thought that maybe they would get incorporated into already-existing collections, like QUARANTINE, or maybe even AN EMERGING CITY.

But as I sifted through my memory card and re-evaluated various photos I had taken of the sky—clouds, sunsets, and even the moon in several instances—I discovered a cohesive theme that I wanted to explore. The universe! Something about these photos was so calming and serene, yet powerful and awe-inspiring. I wanted to make the viewer feel as if they had traveled to another universe without leaving their seat at all. (Much like how I didn’t even have to leave my own house!) 🏡

Fun fact: all of the video footage and photography from this collection were filmed and shot from my own bedroom (in quarantine fashion)! Although the past few months have been rough, I’m glad that I am still being creatively stimulated and inspired, even when I’ve been stuck in the same place. No matter how fancy your equipment is, it’s all about the vision that you have for yourself and whatever projects you want to create.

If you think someone would benefit from seeing the message in the video, please feel free to share it with them. I hope this brightens your day!

  • Camera: Canon EOS 80D

  • Lens: Canon EF-S 18-135mm f/3.5–5.6

  • Editing software: Adobe Premiere Pro (video), Adobe Photoshop (photo)

  • Inspiration: simple joys, Korean home vlogging style (silent and relaxing), journaling and letter-writing, summertime, lo-fi music

documenting home

As the world begins to open up with a lingering cloud of uncertainty, I look back on my experience living at home in Queens, New York City. For three months (and counting), I, like many others, have been cooped up indoors as I wait for things to get better in the outside world. At first, I kept myself busy with finishing college online. When classes ended, I found other work and media that I could consume relentlessly until I became exhausted. 

Yet there were also days when I’d stare at the ceiling, feeling an overwhelming absence of purpose. One change that I made while being stuck at home is that I now keep my camera more accessible, displaying it on my desk rather than keeping it hidden in my camera bag. 

With this small change, a photo collection was born. Click on the thumbnail below for the full series.

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Welcome to an intimate glimpse of my home: a Korean household inhabiting a small building in a very quiet town. Thanks to a pandemic, this home became my shelter for a much longer extension of my childhood than I anticipated. Has living here disrupted my transition into adulthood—the transition that I yearned for and feared at the same time? I have a theory that your physical surroundings influence your mental space. Spending three whole months contained within the walls of your childhood bedroom might cause you to revert to your younger self. At least there is the beauty of nostalgia. 

Home is filled with fruits toppling over the basket rim. Hot stews, broths, and a guaranteed bowl of rice with every meal. Home is silhouettes and shadows with every 8:30pm sunset. A humble appreciation for clear skies and views from suburbia. Home is the garden of my mother’s labor. 

It is a place of solace, when no other door is open. 

click below for more visuals