A Single Blade of Grass
Words by Puliphana
Animations by Pete Foley
All kinds of plants like grass, reed, wild flowers and silver grass keep growing. They seem to be breathing.
They grow in spring, summer, fall and winter. When spring comes again, they revive. I want people to know that I’m a strong person like these plants with such great vitality.
Flying in the sky, I see the beauties of nature. I see a thick forest. I see straight and high pine trees with singing birds.
On the green field, I hear a distant sound of mooing cows. Gradually looking closer, I see a farmer in a Korean-style white shirt and pants. He is plowing the fields. Beside him, I see nice and straight furrows. Beyond the small branches nearby, I see a mountain. Along the mountain, the lazy Bukhan River is flowing.
Suddenly, I hear the song “Dream.” The sunshine comes through the cloud to reach the ground. The beautiful sight of nature passes me by. I feel the heartfelt song filled with eagerness. The silver waters of the Bukhan River are moving under the sun. After the farmer plows and sows, the ripe crop makes the fields yellow.
The yellow fields are dancing like waves. Fully ripe ears of rice seem to be bowing down, dancing and saying hello. Above them, a yellow swallowtail is dancing while staying and flying repeatedly.
Yoonseon Lee’s face and the butterfly overlap. Once you go there, you can’t come back. It is so sad to lose you. Butterfly, please boast of your beauty as much as you can. Over there in the sky, I hear Yunsun Lee laughing out loud.
Standing on the fields, I look up to the sky. I smell the earth of the fertile land. The sunshine adds a gold tone to the yellow fields. I see the ripe ears of rice. When could I see the face again? Having become a butterfly, Yoonseon flies away, laughing. On the rich fields, I put my hand on my forehead to keep the sunshine from hiding the sight of the butterfly flying away.
The butterfly doesn’t look back and keeps flying to the heavenly park where flowers are in full blossom. Seeing that, I also laugh out loud. The land is also laughing. Looking far away, I wave my both hands.
My Self Portrait
My Portrait Concept
I want to be a courageous eagle and fly in the blue sky freely.
My head has a computer so I can do any job including calculation. My body has keyboard keys and an eagle’s strong wings. I spread my wings and fly in the sky.
I want the world to know that I fall down and get up over and over again like a roly-poly toy and that I live diligently.
Going through sadness, hardship and pain, I have fallen down and risen over and over again. Such experiences have become shouts of joy which completed my own work of art. While I’m alive, my own grass leaf serves as an artist.
I want to hear about other disabled people’s experiences.
I want to make great art.
I believe that art should make people feel (the result of expressing myself).
I want to create because I want to live diligently in this society.
Because I want to do everything I want to do and experience as a human in this world.
We’re Happier Together
I received a prize in a boccia competition.
Opening day of the Chuncheon Skywalk.
On my birthday, I’m even happier because we are here together.
I want to run through the meadow on a horse’s back.
I’ll give you a warm hug.
White snow is gently falling from the sky.