Title: Baby I'm So Lonely
Artist: Ju Young Park
Alter Ego Seoul, 2018
Design by Yewon Kim
Softcover with opaque dust jacket
175 x 220 mm
26 pages
A passage from a Paul Éluard poem disappears into the book’s binding. Two people (a couple?) are seen leaving the site of a frozen waterfall. Sketches and watercolour paintings are scattered throughout the matt textured pages and very often show a fascination for clams, that sometimes choose to open up.
Although the colophon mentions that this book accompanied Juyoung Park’s show at the Alter Ego gallery in Seoul, this is more than an exhibition catalogue. Indeed some of the works are cropped, spread out on double pages or assembled in montages. The images and texts are carefully arranged and sized in decentered layouts. Documenting the exhibited works isn’t the main concern here.
If the person in the book’s title was feeling lonely, you feel as though you’ve kept them company during a short ballad. The myriad images and texts of various formats and languages leave a sweet aftertaste once the book has been closed.
By the way, I first thought that was a Roy Orbison song title.
- A short note from Same Dust
A passage from a Paul Éluard poem disappears into the book’s binding. Two people (a couple?) are seen leaving the site of a frozen waterfall. Sketches and watercolour paintings are scattered throughout the matt textured pages and very often show a fascination for clams, that sometimes choose to open up.
Although the colophon mentions that this book accompanied Juyoung Park’s show at the Alter Ego gallery in Seoul, this is more than an exhibition catalogue. Indeed some of the works are cropped, spread out on double pages or assembled in montages. The images and texts are carefully arranged and sized in decentered layouts. Documenting the exhibited works isn’t the main concern here.
If the person in the book’s title was feeling lonely, you feel as though you’ve kept them company during a short ballad. The myriad images and texts of various formats and languages leave a sweet aftertaste once the book has been closed.
By the way, I first thought that was a Roy Orbison song title.
- A short note from Same Dust
