Moyuru Pen in Our Beauty Planet.

↑painted by JEE,KYUHG HEE

I was strolling in the art gallery in Ginza on the afternoon of a certain day. The wind on an implacable heat island had overcome it on a scorching building street. It is time zone that is a little withering mentally. I was making her one-man show eyes by chance. When the final day leaves it, 30 another minutes. When the work was casually looked about, it became feelings from which the tiredness of my body at that time (The spirit also was untied. Affection, the neighborly love of the Christianity that was her groundwork, and the desire of the prayer of peace to the world had been tightly buried on the canvas. Touch is painting and by mistake as the oil painting piled up complete though it is an acrylic painting. I see the appearance to project the desire to the paintbrush like her being induced to something every day and to work well. The energy to her constant creation thinks that it grows up fast while praying for the happiness of people's public peace and surrounding person. Is not anything that exceeds Fauvism and cubism felt from the screen by you?