Wisping with the wind.

The beauty and enchantment of the traditional Korean garment. My attempt to capture the essence of the hanbok.

That moment, that twinkling, when love first cast its spell on you. Magic!

The intimate gaze of a man.

Now and forever loving you.

The means to have her.

The things that we do.

The thing that should not be.

Fruition.

Poem.