I am part of a certain generation, and in the year I became an adult, there was a persistent voice that wanted to put me in a box, like a carefully trimmed bonsai in a pot, but I vaguely remember the idealism and romanticism flooding my body. Was this a rough categorization? I’m not entirely sure; I simply put it down to impulsiveness. Which were conscious acts? Which cannot be treated as equivalent? I urgently need to learn about myself, and those subtle changes and realizations taking place in my body and consciousness are searching for an outlet or a direction.
These nine artists or groups started with their personal experience, then began questioning themselves and debating with themselves, but at the same time, they opened an outlet that welcomes those of us who might ask questions. The installations, lines, rolls of film, and videos broadly attempt to respond to their language, which abounds in minor details. Simply and sincerely, they excel at perceptively regarding everyday scenes and lives, as well as themselves. Poetry, photography, and life itself are woven into their bodies. They express how their inner worlds are constructed, and they question and discuss the everyday life that they are currently experiencing and about to become part of. In experiencing life and constantly confronting one another. The young people who are discussing youth are just like us.