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/ Objects of Common Interest: Hard, Soft, and All Lit Up with Nowhere to Go /

- Noguchi Museum / New York

Attempting to explain his perspective on what it meant to design as an artist, Noguchi said in 1949 with a certainty he would later largely relinquish:

I am not a designer. The word design implies catering to the quixotic fashion of the time. All my work, tables as well as sculptures, are conceived as fundamental problems of form that would best express human and aesthetic activity involved with these objects. I have done some work for mass production technique. Here the problem was approached entirely freely and without compromises so far as I was concerned. Art is an act. The act of creating a fundamental form, though it may be disciplined by the fundamental nature of the object desired, is not designing in the accepted sense.

Isamu Noguchi, “From an Interview with Isamu Noguchi,” The League Quarterly, 20, No. 3 (Spring 1949): 8.

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ZELO - Back On The Road (Official MV)

[Track List]

1.Back On The Road

Lyrics by ZELO
Composed by @ only1mcson , @ kinda_syc , ZELO
Arranged by only1mcson, KINDA
Chorus by ZELO
Mixing KINDA
Mastering 权南宇 @ 821sound

Synthesizer : only1mcson, KINDA
DRUMS : only1mcson, KINDA
GUITAR : Seok Joon Lee
BASS : only1mcson, KINDA

2.Sip
Lyrics by ZELO
Composed by @ kinda_syc KINDA, ZELO
Arranged by KINDA
Chorus by ZELO
Mixing KINDA
Mastering 权南宇 @ 821sound 821sound

Piano : KINDA
Synthesizer : KINDA
DRUMS : KINDA
BASS : KINDA

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Stylist: Kim Min Jeong
Hair & Make up: Lee Goo Reum
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Art work: @ oshi_oka (金正泰)

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Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art-
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors

No-yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever-or else swoon to death.