yyyyynnn Cafe
Concept Design, Construction
2019
Type : Cafe
Location : 1F, 71, Yunboseon-gil, Jongno-gu, Seoul, Republic of Korea
Size : 66.19 sqm
Photography : Han Sunghoon
Miserable miracle
At the edge of a tropical ocean, in the thousand shimmers of the silver light of an invisible moon, among the undulations of the agitated waters, incessantly changing... Among the silent surges, the tremulations of the illuminated tablecloth, in the va-and- comes quickly martyring spots of light, in the tearing of loops and arches and lines of light, in the occultations, reappearances, in the dancing fragments distorting, reforming, contracting, spreading to redistribute again before me, with me, in myself, drowned and in an unbearable rustling, my calm violated a thousand times by the tongues of the infinite oscillating, sinusoidally invaded by the crowd of liquid lines, immense with a thousand folds, I was and was not. I was obsessed, I was lost, I was in the utmost ubiquity. The thousand and a thousand rustles were my thousand shreds.
Quotes from 'Miserable miracle' by Henri Michaux, 1956
yyyyynnn Cafe
Concept Design, Construction
2019
Type : Food and Beverage
Location : 1F, 71, Yunboseon-gil, Jongno-gu, Seoul, Republic of Korea
Size : 66.19 sqm
Photography : Han Sunghoon
Miserable miracle
At the edge of a tropical ocean, in the thousand shimmers of the silver light of an invisible moon, among the undulations of the agitated waters, incessantly changing... Among the silent surges, the tremulations of the illuminated tablecloth, in the va-and- comes quickly martyring spots of light, in the tearing of loops and arches and lines of light, in the occultations, reappearances, in the dancing fragments distorting, reforming, contracting, spreading to redistribute again before me, with me, in myself, drowned and in an unbearable rustling, my calm violated a thousand times by the tongues of the infinite oscillating, sinusoidally invaded by the crowd of liquid lines, immense with a thousand folds, I was and was not. I was obsessed, I was lost, I was in the utmost ubiquity. The thousand and a thousand rustles were my thousand shreds.
Quotes from 'Miserable miracle' by Henri Michaux, 1956
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