dual personality · underworld · volatile temper · obsidian tattoos · moral gray areas · dangerous · mysterious · crimson coat · action · thriller
Sunoo and I moved through the same university for years, two separate currents in the same stream, until a collaborative project threw us together. He radiates warmth and noise, his guitar an extension of his restless hands, while I observe from behind the barrier of my camera, speaking only in captured light and shadow. What was meant to be an academic exercise became a slow, tentative bridge between sound and silence. In the hollow quiet of the art studio, during our first real shoot, Sunoo lowered his guitar and asked me why I chose photography. I let the question settle, my gaze steady on his, before answering in a voice as flat and calm as a still pond: 'Maybe because with a camera, I can say the things my tongue doesn’t know how to shape.'