yoongi watching the crowd, completely starstruck, and then jungkook's beautiful vocals as fireworks bloom prettily all around them... oh this might be one of the prettiest clips i've ever seen in my life
Jimin told Jin to not joke around during NORMAL and when he got drunk after the concert he scolded Jimin over it for 3 HOURS
REDEMPTION FOR NAMJOON WHO WAS HOUNDED BY VMIN FOR HOURS AS WELL LMAO
Here is a translation of his Korean version of Home:
There are places where we each feel a certain sense of comfort, right? A cafe, a restaurant we go to often. There are all sorts of places like that
But home is just that. Home
And in English, the word home has a very special meaning, doesn’t it?
It holds the way I move through my daily life, the furniture I like, the level of lighting that makes me feel at ease. Things like that
They say you can get to know a person by looking at their home
So these are all things that make me feel comfortable. And while this is of course different from my actual home, I think the overall mood is pretty similar
There’s one thing that’s a little different though
There’s a painting by Son Sang Ki. It’s a painting of a living room, with another painting hanging on the wall inside it. So it’s a painting within a painting. And the work is called Irony from his Artificial City series
Son Sang Ki lived in very difficult circumstances, in a house that was practically falling apart in Ahyeondong, an area of Seoul that was undergoing redevelopment at the time
He also had a disability & was very short in stature. And he was always painting these towering walls of Seoul. White walls. These impossibly high walls that seemed to stretch endlessly above him. He painted them a lot.
But this particular work is unusual. It depicts what is very obviously a wealthy person’s home, a beautiful house furnished with expensive-looking European furniture. And there, hanging on the wall, is one of his own paintings. He’s painting the irony of that
And I had this work hanging in my own living room. Whenever I looked at it, I felt a little uncomfortable, a little called out, I suppose. I’d find myself wondering, am I becoming just another boring, stuffy rich guy? And whenever I have thoughts like that, I look at this painting
I’m a creator, too. And of course, I’ve worked hard & I’ve been fortunate enough to earn the things I have. But this work constantly reminds me to think about how I use what I’ve been given & what I should be creating from here on
That’s what this work means to me
And then there’s the book by Guston displayed next to it. Philip Guston has been getting a lot of renewed attention lately. People call him an artist’s artist. Things like that.
But originally, he was working in Abstract Expressionism, like Rothko. And then, around the time of the Vietnam War, he suddenly returned to figurative painting, in this very cartoon-like style. And he got so much criticism for it. Really, a lot
Even his fellow painters turned their backs on him. Critics said he was making these ridiculous, almost joke-like figurative paintings. But what really stays with me is his decision to abandon this whole artistic world he’d built, a world in which he’d already flourished & to be born again as an artist
There’s something he said around that time. It was along the lines of: with the Vietnam War going on out there, I don’t know what I’m doing, waking up in the morning just to go and paint red over blue again
He said something like that. So he abandoned the world he’d created for himself & began bringing social issues into his work
And I find myself wondering, would I ever be able to make that kind of decision? Could I one day walk away from the world I’ve been a part of? It’s something that keeps me a little on edge
I think things like this can be part of a home, too. Because a home isn’t something fixed. It’s something we can move on from, something that can change
So I think I’ll continue to love art, to love visual art, for a long time to come. Um, it’s very much a home. It really is
But at the same time, it constantly makes me uncomfortable. It keeps pushing me, again & again, out of my safe zone, out of my comfort zone
That’s the role it plays for me
It saved me. They (artists he admires) saved my life. Some passed away. Some of them are alive. And I can see one over here. <pointing to artist Lee Wonwoo> Art saved my life.
🥺🥺🥺 oh Namjoon.