Julee Rieu

요즘 시간이 많이 부족하고 너무 피곤하다. 왠지모르게 손끝이 찌릿찌릿하고 심장이 무겁다...

특별히 하고싶은 말은 없는데 그래도 이 곳에 조금이라도 올려놓으면 맘이 편해지는걸 느낀다.

날씨가 추워지면 서울이 그립다. 쌀쌀한 도시 바람과 노란색 조명들이 더욱 선명하게 기억속에 번지는게 마치 멍이든 살을 누른느낌처럼 짠하다. 조금 더 그시간 속에 머물고 싶어. 앞으로 가긴하는데 미래가 너무 무섭고 과거가 너무 아쉽다.

Feels like a beehive is in my heart.

They say it is not supposed to be hard, if it is meant to be.

I am a fool.

This is an illustration of Setif Massacre, which I had the pleasure of illustrating for a French company-the book will be out this year!

This illustration is the original version and a slightly edited version will be published; the editor was not so thrilled about the little child devils, so I had to take them out :(

I guess I’ve been pretty absent for a bit now, but from where I stand, I do not necessarily have the desire to spill life stories here. But the absence does not indicate anything about my life; it’s pretty darn normal. May be way too normal—filled with sporadic moments of pure happiness, frustration, and uneasiness.

Life is still just a collection of uncertainty right now and I do not particularly enjoy this state and yet, like a teenager, I enjoy it the next minute.  

Most importantly, I’ve finally learned to like the taste of roasted garlic. But I still can’t digest garlic in its natural status. I think it is too raw and too honest.

Old work 

Opened my Seoul inspirations Instagram!