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Thursday, May 1, 2025

Thursday, May 1, 2025

Kim Min Ju

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NT$260
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Driving along the national road, I sense how the boundaries between bridges and the road never meet cleanly. When nothing outside my body holds me, the uneven connection becomes clearer. Riding a two-wheeled vehicle or lightly holding onto someone’s clothing, my body briefly lifts and drops without intention. It resembles the moment a plane leaves the ground, when comfort and faint regret arrive at once—as if proof that I was moving somewhere. That unsettling thrill resembles the only sensation that can describe the landscape l'm passing through now. Ascent and descent—these opposing forces evoke a scene that is sharply summoned even as it simultaneously washes itself away.
In ≪Thursday, May 1, 2025≫ two photographic works and unfold through the layered feeling of being slowly soaked. visualizes the small notebook I carried instead of a diary, while consists of letters to an unclear recipient. Emotions released through writing return unexpectedly, sinking back into me. Scenes collected across nearly five years connect through this feeling of being gradually absorbed—feelings whose beginnings I cannot quite locate.
The desire to believe in love begins by facing someone I once resented. Tracing a time I believed I would never understand became a long ritual between us. Seeing the world through my father’s gaze revealed that believing in love was, in fact, a desire to be loved. Between these scenes, unfamiliar sensations intrude, disturbing what I think I know now—an exposed receiver, an abandoned bag, a tree held still in dark leaves, each quietly waiting.
I want to believe in a better possibility, yet fragments of old wounds interrupt and paradoxically intensify that belief. If something runs through these two different times, it is a belief vibrating between them. Scenes close to the origin of a scar and scenes that allow belief in healing appear distant, yet, like a sudden summer shower, their beginning and end are hard to distinguish. Someone once told me that love is not inherited but must be cultivated. As that forgotten sentence returns, I find myself wanting to believe in a salvation that isn’t always bright. I hope the full stop of this long conversation becomes love, as I move forward—slowly.


20 x 25 cm

12pg

2026

English, Korean

979-11-987047-3-3 (03660)

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