Imagination of the Unreachable Information

The North is our main enemy.

It has been 74 years since the outbreak of the Korean War on June 25, 1950, when families were torn apart. Over time, separated families expanded to two, three, and even four generations. As a member of the third generation, I have personally felt the weight of living in a divided country within my own family.

For 24 years, I have never stopped searching for my identity. This search began with tracing my roots—my ancestors and my family. However, during this process, I encountered information that abruptly ended or became inaccessible, despite it being about my own family. I heard fragmented stories from relatives but was left to imagine and define these unknowns—the names, faces, and lives of those I have never met or seen.

It reflects the pain and imagination of divided families. A world where descendants no longer remember their ancestors is an imagined one, born from the disconnected stories of a painful history.