Last images

During my last few weeks in Korea, I made one final push to photograph the environment I called home for so long. Despite my tone of voice of late, I am making valiant efforts to reorient myself, this mostly involves going to the pub, as well as quaffing a few foaming ales, my reorientation includes finding work, making friends, reestablishing friendships, taking very long walks in the nearby forests, filling in obscene amounts of online forms, going to the bank, the Job Center, calling receptionists with pretty voices, talking to a bank customer services adviser about D.H. Lawrence’s free verse poetry & the difficulties of studying this & banging my head against the wall until I suffer semi-concussion. Such are the joys of no longer living in the 4th dimension.

God’s Barber
Inasmuch Chiasmus
Complacencies of the Peignoir
Confront the Broccoli
Convex Faith
Eyelashes
Grip of the Vine
Hallim 5 Day Market
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  1. Saying goodbye? Perhaps not… what does one do with memories? Store them in books… the written word? Subconscious hummed thoughts as we wile away time? Good luck… going through the same but relieved to leave… happiness has found me again. Always love your thoughts… seem higher than mine. I can barely breathe at that altitude. πŸ•ŠπŸŽΆ

    1. I always think that without nostalgia we sort of omit our lived experiences, however they can be painful, but that pain (in certain circumstances) is simply a sort of proof that the nostalgia is important, it means you felt something. I wasn’t exactly relieved to leave Korea, it was out of a sort of obligation to family & country, as well as an obligation to the youth I have left: if I waited too long, I’d never have left, I’d have become too comfortable & would have ended up substituting my ties to family & country. It was a tough decision: I gave up everything: wife, livelihood, beautiful environment, health…but I now need to reestablish those as best I can.
      Thanks for the encouragement.

      1. Your most welcome… wish you all the best. I believe our moments define us best. And we don’t necessarily have to keep the memories. The memories keep us. I look forward to reading more of your story… you bring out intelligence and lived experience… your pieces are contemplative for me. I love that about your work… refreshing! βœŒπŸΌπŸ’™πŸ•Š

  2. Beautiful pictures. I wish you all the best with your relocation. I moved back to the UK last year after almost 6 years in Korea; sometimes I wake up and feel that I’m still there, while at others it seems like the whole thing was a brief interlude, as if it had never happened.

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