2015, 04m54s, digital drawing director/composer SONG Yungsung
One day, many trees fall. Some of them die; some of them still breathe. At night, one tree stump dreams. It grows again against gravity and its dream moves to the moon…
Everything started with one small mountain behind my house.
One day, when I went there, I saw a lot of trees had been cut down and were lying on the ground. I decided to keep a record of this so I photographed and sketched the stumps and fallen trees. Some time later, many things around the mountain started to connect to each other and expand in my mind: trees, death, breath, day and night, the moon, gravity, rhythm…
I want the tree stumps to be reborn and free themselves from gravity. And what about the moon? It might want to free itself from the earth as well. I simply imagine that everything escapes from gravity. But the dream ends and everything returns to as it was.
Life is born and dies, sleeps and dreams.
And morning comes.