서시

작열하는 태양 아래 실로 명확한 휴일이었다. 오직 GPS에 의존해 외지의 화랑에 도착하고 운영자 J를 만났다. 그는 K에게 가까운 해변의 이야기가 들려주었다. 웅장한 협곡이 있는 후쿠오카 해변. 흰 집에서 J는 미래에게 그 해변을 남기고 싶다고 말했다.

화랑을 나오는 길로 사람이 보이지 않는 골목을 지났다. 차로를 건넜고, 인적 없는 숲길을 찾다가 시지키 신사를 마주했다. 조용히 방문자를 마중하는 곳. 나뭇가지와 풀을 흔드는 바람이 살갗을 스쳤다. 피부에 나무의 언어를 새겼다.

내리막을 내려가다 울타리 너머 선명한 파랑이 보였다. 오랜 바다였다. 모래사장에 밭이 패였다. 문득 발 아래 흰 깃털을 보고 J의 화랑에서 날아오른 부엉이를 생각했다. 우정을 나누는 느린 여름의 약속이 밀려왔다.

K는 아이스크림을 먹는 대신 후쿠오카 화랑에서 친구를 기다리기로 결심했다. 밀린 대화를 풀어가는 세계에 다다르기까지. 

素顯門とギャラリーアウルは、2025年の共同企画として、日韓の文化芸術交流プロジェクトを皆様にご紹介します。 両スペースは、韓国と日本、水原と福岡という近くて遠い都市の異なる感覚と物語を媒介に、2025年の夏と秋、2回にわたり展示を開催します。 8月には福岡のギャラリーアウルでソヒョンムンが企画した展覧会が、11月には水原のソヒョンムンでギャラリーアウルが企画した展覧会が開かれます。

《ゆっくりとした夏》は、福岡のギャラリーアウルで14人の韓国人作家と共に、福岡の夏と友人への手紙のような展覧会です。 今回のプロジェクトでは、福岡の海辺に近い白い家が、ふたりの友人がこれまで交わせなかった対話を解きほぐし、芸術を通じて共感し合う場となります。

序詩

灼けつく太陽の下、それは確かに休日であった。 ただGPSだけを頼りに、異郷の画廊へと辿り着いた。そこで運営者のJに出会う。 JはKに、近くの海辺について語ってくれた。雄々しい峡谷を抱く福岡の海辺。  白い家の中で、Jは「この浜辺を未来に残したい」と静かに言った。

画廊を出ると、人影のない路地が続いていた。  車道を渡り、さらに人の気配のない森道を探してゆくと、やがて志式神社が現れた。  訪れる者をひっそりと迎える社。  枝葉を揺らす風が肌をかすめ、その感触は木々の言葉として皮膚に刻まれた。 

坂を下る途中、垣根の向こうに鮮やかな青が広がった。  それは古くからの海だった。  砂浜には畑のような窪みが残されていた。  ふと足元に白い羽根を見つけ、KはJの画廊から飛び立った梟を思い出した。  そして友情を分かち合う、ある浜辺での約束が波のように押し寄せてきた。

Kはアイスクリームを口にするかわりに、福岡の画廊で友を待つことを決めた。  遅れてしまった会話を解きほぐす、その世界に辿り着くまで。

Sohyunmun and Art Gallery OWL are pleased to present a Korea–Japan international arts and cultural Networking project in 2025.  The two spaces — located in Suwon and Fukuoka, cities that are close yet distant — will each host an exhibition that explores different sensibilities and stories between Korea and Japan.
In August, an exhibition curated by Sohyunmun will take place at OWL in Fukuoka, and in November, an exhibition curated by AOWL will be held at Sohyunmun in Suwon.

Slow Shower resembles a letter sent to a friend, written with the summer of Fukuoka and the works of thirteen Korean artists at Art Gallery OWL.  In this project, a white house near the beach in Fukuoka becomes a space where two friends reconnect through the conversations they couldn’t share before — a moment of resonance through art.

Prologue

Under the blazing sun, it was indeed a clearly defined holiday. Relying solely on GPS, I arrived at the gallery in an unfamiliar place and met the director, J, who spoke about a nearby beach. A Fukuoka coastline with grand canyons. In the gallery that resembled a white house, J said they wished to give that beach to the future.

From there, I passed through an alley where no one could be seen and crossed a main road. Searching for an untraveled forest path, I came across Shijiki Shrine—a place that quietly welcomes visitors. The wind, rustling through branches and grasses, brushed against my skin. The language of the trees remained on my body

As I walked down a slope, a vivid blue appeared beyond a wooden fence. It was an ancient sea. My feet left impressions in the sand. Suddenly, I noticed a white feather beneath me and recalled the owl I had seen at J’s gallery. A promise shared on a beach between friends.

Instead of eating ice cream, K decided to wait for a friend at the gallery in Fukuoka.