Scene 1: Seoul City crowds in the lunch hour
and perfectly attired.
No, this is not a movie.
This is real.
Scene 2: me in the Uncanny Mirror. Yes
that is my identical identity, my oddness
vast forehead, tuft of feathers
and cloudy evanescent self.
I’m lonely. I like her. I want her to be me
(and yet, that’s not my shirt).
Scene 3: Two young nuns are walking
with a double dose of grace.
I want to look
and love the parallels
the paired serenity
and then revert to being motley me.
This half-formed writing is a travel diary. Photos and words by Rachel McAlpine cc by 2.0; portrait caught in Mario Klingemann’s Uncanny Mirror, Seoul Mediacity Biennale 2.0. (Seoul Art Space — Yeonhui, 8 Sept 2018)