I still remember I was painting this in 2008 after I became a junior in undergrad SVA. It was special because I did this for fun. I was always overwhelmed by loads of homework when I was in undergrad program, I never made anything for fun. I didn't have enough time for homework. But somehow, this piece made its way out. I was exploring with using gouache on black gessoed wood board, and with my favorite subject. Vending machine coffee had always been nostalgic to me and I just had fun making this. I remember my friend was pointing out bad anatomy and ugly cloths on people. It is a pretty bad painting. (Not that my paintings are any better now. *sob*) Still, somehow, this piece is one of a very few pieces that are out in my room. While pretty good pieces are in the drawer, this one is in fact on the shelf displayed.
When I revisited this piece and read what I wrote on the piece, I was a little surprised. So simple and yet it was actually much better and much closer to the essence of what I wanted to say than the writing piece I was struggling with. Maybe I felt about this subject much more vivid at that time. Still, am I going backwards or what?!
Coffee vending machine pieces after 5 years since the first piece:
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A tiny cup of coffee that cost me 150 won (10 cents) ten years ago. |
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Coffee Break! Coffee was the bridge among people. |