Prelude and Postscript

I used to be a diligent diary writer since the first year of the school. Well, actually it was more picture diary due to the lack of literacy skill at that time of age 6. Symbolic images in the diary had developed into the daily schedule description with words. And then the emotional description came along. Eventually it became too emotional so there was no particular storyline any more. When I looked back the diary from the year before, I realized the diary was filled with the same emotion depiction. I lost the point of writing and then I stopped  writing. Nowadays private stories are published in public through abundant posts of social media. I remember that I even had the diary with a lock for the privacy. With a cautious manner, I begin to create a visual diary.

 

Korea winter

 

Sydney winter