{"product_id":"oh-kyeong-hoon-1","title":"Oh Kyeong Hoon","description":"\u003ch2\u003eArtwork\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eTitle:\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\"\u003cspan\u003eThe Flower Sermon (拈華)\"\u003c\/span\u003e 2026\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eRarity:\u003c\/strong\u003e Unique\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSize: \u003c\/strong\u003e35.5 x 22 cm\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eMaterials:\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cspan\u003eAcrylic on tarpaulin, stretched on to a frame. Frame included\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"Qr7Oae\" role=\"listitem\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"OxAavc\" data-required=\"true\" data-input=\"L9xHkb\" data-item-id=\"1962555757\" tabindex=\"0\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"pYfr3c\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"prOLdf\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"g53bl\"\u003e\n\u003cdiv class=\"cTDvob D1wxyf RjsPE\" id=\"c147\" role=\"heading\" aria-level=\"3\" aria-describedby=\"i.desc.1962555757 c152\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003ch2\u003eArtist\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eName:\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cspan\u003eOh Kyeong Hoon\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eNationality:\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cspan\u003eSouth Korean\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch2\u003eBio\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eMy work is a record of survival that began at the absolute bottom, following the loss of all my assets due to the betrayal and embezzlement of a trusted business partner. I once believed that art was my sole calling and wielded my passion with fervor, but the unexpected blade of human disillusionment and betrayal turned that very passion into a weapon that pierced my own heart. Losing my creative sanctuary and being forced to hold tools of manual labor instead of artistic brushes just to survive pushed me into the depths of being \"Unknown,\" cast outside the reach of social visibility. From that moment on, I became famished for hope, desperately craving a hope whose very form I could not yet recognize. Ironically, my life as a professional artist truly began after that embezzlement case. When everything collapsed, the vow I once made—“I will one day create my own works as an artist”—became, in my darkest hour, a \"primal struggle for survival\" unfolded upon the canvas. The moment I picked up the brush again was the most desperate hour of my life; looking back, it was less a refined creative endeavor and more a fundamental resistance to hold onto the thread of life. My obsession with the themes of \"peace\" and \"hope\" did not stem from their abundance in my life; rather, it was because they were so utterly absent that they became a desperate necessity for my survival. This work, which began as a way to endure a painful reality and purify my soul, soon became my very \"reason to live.\" Amidst those ruins, I finally confronted my true self, stripped of all masks. Much like Pluto, which lost its planetary status and was pushed to the fringes of the solar system, I discovered the magnificent vitality of existences that silently emit their own light even from marginalized positions. Through the paradoxical labor of having to burn parts of my dreams to light the path for today’s survival, I recovered an autonomous self—one that constructs its own life rather than relying on status bestowed by others. To me, art is not an ornate rhetoric but an existential \"practical proof of hope\" that helps the wounded stand again. It is about finding the origins of happiness in the smallest fragments of daily life and quietly standing by the solitary struggles of those fighting in unseen places. This is the reason I face the canvas and the single compass I must never lose throughout the long journey of life. I no longer hide my hardships. These records are a message of solidarity to everyone who has ever collapsed while chasing their dreams, and a celebration announcing that we are still alive. \"I hope my art reaches some as a trophy honoring their past struggles, and others as a milestone illuminating the path ahead.\" SOLO Exhibition 2025 Crane gallety, Seoul 2023 , Eligere gallery, Seoul 2022 , OTR, seoul 2015 , L’espas71, Seoul Group Exhibition 2025 New skin, Neverland gallery, Taipei, Taiwan 2025 Fable, Superwow gallery, Moffat Beach, Australia 2025 1996, One small gallery, Boston, USA 2025 Eye of the day, SrisasantiGallery, Yogyakarta, Indonesia 2024 Love Endures, Stolenspace Gallery, London, England 2023 Protect me- Volery Gallery, Dubai 2023 BLUE IS THE WARMEST COLOR-joyana gallery, Paris 2023 Encounter-Mozuku Gallery, Kaohsiung City 2022 green fuse-artspace_connection, Seoul 2015 korea art festa, Seoul 2014 zippo museum,Jeju 2012 Showcase reboot-kunst halle, Seoul Art Fair 2023 , KIAF, Seoul.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"4BYSIX","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":56864296698229,"sku":null,"price":0.0,"currency_code":"GBP","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0267\/9298\/4758\/files\/TheFlowerSermon_1.jpg?v=1773832611","url":"https:\/\/4bysix.com\/products\/oh-kyeong-hoon-1","provider":"4BYSIX","version":"1.0","type":"link"}