Merge Imago

 


 


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In December at Sweden, the sun rises around 9:00 am and sets around 3:00 pm. The light, which feels like evening even during the day, gradually dims and a long night comes, the stars and moonlight emerge which had hidden in the sun light.

I saw a brackish area where freshwater and seawater meet in the center of Stockholm. Although Freshwater and seawater do form layers, they don’t easily dissolve into each other. I wondered how long it takes for two things that look the same at first glance but have different nature, to merge together.

A word of the title of my work, “Imago" is the Latin word from which "Image" is derived, and has two meanings: “A butterfly or moth that has completely completed its metamorphosis.” and a concept advocated by Carl Gustav Jung “An image of an idealized person in the unconscious and that is formed in early childhood and influences a person’s behavior.” Butterflies and moths retain memories of their larval stage even after their bodies have been completely dissolved and morphed in the chrysalis during the development from larvae into imagoes.

“Merge Imago" is a work that I took during my previous visit to Sweden. And I had never imagined that the world would completely change so much after that. What I was thinking at that time, "what merge together or doesn't merge together," now seems to be appearing in front of me with some meanings.