Art: it means different things to different people. And to Ahrong Kim, it means creating intricate ceramic sculptures. Jogakbo has become something of a trademark with the Brooklyn-based Korean artist, and her works can still offer some solace for the soul, even with their peculiar, otherworldly forms. I'm especially struck by this 2014 piece titled Hemicrania, which I think is both unsettling and compelling. You can check out numerous other awesome sculptures over on Ahrong Kim's Instagram.
My first apartment was in Malate, and calling it “small” would be generous. I lived there with two girls and one guy, and to this day, I genuinely don’t know how we all fit. It felt like a magic trick. Or a health hazard. We were a musical mess. One roommate lived and breathed ’70s classics. Another was permanently blasting Korn and Slipknot. One survived solely on cheesy love songs. And me? I was floating somewhere between new wave and folk rock, pretending that made sense. Somehow, despite the noise and the chaos, we all lived together in this weird, mismatched harmony. No murders. No lawsuits. A win, honestly. My music taste now is nothing like it was in my twenties. Not even close. But I’ll always be grateful to Jacqueline for introducing me to this song in particular. It was playing when I woke up from a very memorable sleep in 2002. I was 21, half-awake, probably confused about life, and that song stuck. It still hasn’t let go.




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