Welcome, and thank you for visiting my modest gallery tucked away in a quiet corner.

Here you will find a variety of my works—large and small, diverse in character and spirit. I arranged them in this way because, seen together, they may give you a clearer sense of who I am.

To be honest, I often feel my lack of formal training and the limited time I have been able to devote to art. Yet I continue without pause—feeling, learning, and growing in the process.

I am not a master of any single field, nor do I belong wholly to any place. Take what you see as it is, and carry with you whatever impressions remain. Though I began in earnest later in life, I have always sought to keep faith with my first intent—to let neither results nor criticism define me, but to follow the quiet integrity of my own path in art.

At times, a sudden impulse led me to submit small works to competitions, and a few were recognized. In Korea, I once taught art at a high school for about ten years. In 2009, after twenty years of living in Australia, I returned to Korea, where I now work as a sculptor. That, in essence, is the whole of my artistic journey.

I have no interest in heavy philosophy. What moves me are the kinds of impressions that feel like music, and the vivid realities that the world tirelessly brings forth.

I love travel and every kind of documentary, and hold special respect for the creators of BBC Earth, whose programs I watch with admiration. And one thing is certain: without music, I imagine my veins would carry nothing but plain water.

Perhaps artists are simply those who live in the busy square between the entrance of expectation and the exit of fulfillment.

Even if you arrived here by chance, I am grateful.

Yoonki Hong
Born 1952

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85 Cheongun-ro, Mungyeong-eup, Mungyeong-si Gyeongsangbuk-do, Republic of Korea

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LEADERS OF EUROPE – WHOM DO YOU SERVE?

Leaders of Europe, whom is it that you serve?
Under your commander, how glorious do you imagine yourselves to be?
Men may perish, yet God remains unmoved upon His throne.
And now, He weeps amidst the sharp debris;
He dwells in the shrunken belly of a child,
and in his tears He shines even into the night.
He abides in every mother’s breast,
and lives upon the parched lips of the soldier whose words cannot break forth.
What command do you await? Whose voice do you obey?

Let the children of the world see what must be seen.
Fill the cups of the young not with rage, but with the fragrant warmth of love.
Let the frail breath of the old taste not of gunpowder, but of gratitude and reverence.
Breathe justice, and purify body and soul.
Then your eyes and ears shall be opened,
you shall be honored as servants of the heavens,
and your medals shall never fade away.

#Justice #Humanity #Peace #DemonsAndAngels #EarthsLifeblood #CourageToRestore #VoicesForJustice

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