While I walk through the center of Kim Sulki's exhibition, City Recipe (2022, Cheongju Art Studio Relay Solo Exhibition), I feel already halfway persuaded by the freshness of the title. Kim Sulki's sculptures do not overwhelm the viewer nor look easy and soft. Would it be because of the materiality of the acrylic that clearly transmits the seasonal landscape beyond the exhibition hall, the metallic materials that penetrate the surroundings, and the light density of the space as a whole? Lightweight objects, creating an illusion of the absence of volume, weight, and depth, are suspended like tightly sealed airbags and sometimes nove through the space like a light breeze. Would they be some teaching gadgets with which someone on the other side of the world is tinkering, a visualization of the universal laws based on their unique orders, or objets waiting to be displayed on the shelves of a general store? I got ready to be more persuaded by extending the word 'recipe' meaning in many ways, but the distance from the work is not easily closed.
The various objects in the exhibition are imitations and modifications of shapes, parts of shapes, and other points in those parts of a cityscape. The collective impression of the objects, arranged in unusual proportions, sizes, heights, and angles, seems far from urban monuments' meaningful historicity or heroic sculptural images. It is moderately decorative, sometimes clichéd, and suddenly cynical. A series of three-dimensional objects made of materials such as acrylic, fiber-reinforced plastic (FRP), processed plaster, and brass look like either the artist's studies resulting from desperate struggle or a manufacturer's production samples for hardly discernible usage. Kim Sulki's 'Garnish' contains a hint of cynicism not to put too much effort into it, but also 'coolness and loveliness' that should not be overlooked. In what context should I approach this sculptural 'recipe' she has devised?
The exhibition focuses on sculpture about sculpture. Above all, a new exhibition is the newest platform to report the artist's path of sculptural experimentation. Compared to her previous creative attempts to convey her inquiry into 'totems' or science-fiction narratives, this exhibition's direct attention to the urban visual environment apparently. marks a turning point. However, the artist consistently emphasizes her central issue of "focusing on the range of stories that can be embodied through crossing images of materials from different eras." In addition, I raise questions about the attitude of seeking to be free from the formative and sociocultural heritage of the sculptural medium while caring about it at the same time. For example, what do the creators categorized as the 'young' generation want to achieve? And from what do they wish to be liberated? Or I would formulate a more comprehensive question: for them, wouldn't the artistic work be just disinterested play or conceptual activity without any aspiration to escape or transcend a specific agenda? In other words, within the playful attitude of 'fiddling lightly with the legacy of public sculpture, there may never have been a guilty conscience regarding inheriting the characteristics of decorative art that most sculptors implicitly share or an excessive sense of responsibility to carry the new zeitgeist on their shoulders. In that case, statements like They lack something' or 'They crossed a certain line' should not. make sense. They are just unrealistic expectations from critics.
However, this generation has inherited a legacy of sculpture, a mass of extreme material that cannot be easily worn out or discarded once it is produced, and the artists were born and raised in an urban environment created by their parents. At least, they seem to be serious about a kind of liquefaction / vaporization technique that thins and lightens the body mass of the sculpture by eagerly tapping, spreading, melting, bending, and blowing it away. They reduce the historical origins and mass of archives embedded in each object into fragments, mixing and listing them without hierarchy, eventually destroying the old totality. They also erase personality by deleting the imagination about the creator's intervention in physicality. I try to positively infer that, rather than burning down the ground and tearing down the walls without any solution, the attitude of keeping a distance from them could be the point where today's artisanship and creativity begin to emerge.