This exhibition begins with an attempt to capture the fleeting flow of wind—something that cannot be held—and render its invisible movement into a perceptible form. What passes and disperses in an instant is transformed into traces that linger upon textile surfaces, re-emerging as layered structures of pleats where time and emotion accumulate. Here, wind is not merely a natural phenomenon, but extends into a “wish (願),” following a linguistic thread that carries a quiet yet enduring sense of hope.

The work emerges from a perspective that regards textiles as living entities. The repetitive processes of dyeing, folding, and stitching by hand go beyond acts of making; they become performative gestures through which time is inscribed. The pleats formed through this process arise at the intersection of intention and chance, functioning as a language that both conceals and reveals. Folding gives shape while creating emptiness, and pleating constructs structure while suggesting movement.

The coarse yet translucent materiality of hemp resembles the grain of wind. Holding light and air within its fibers, the textile moves beyond its surface, revealing subtle shifts that change with the viewer’s gaze and movement. Layered delicately, it retains faint traces—like the passage of wind—allowing sensation to remain fluid rather than fixed. In this way, the work does not represent wind, but evokes how it is felt as it moves through space.

The work further expands across the body and into space. Wearable pieces such as brooches, necklaces, and scarves respond to bodily movement, generating new flows, while mobiles and wall installations make visible the invisible currents within space. Suspended forms appear to linger, yet continuously sway, creating a tension between stillness and movement—reflecting the nature of wind itself: never fixed, yet never entirely gone.

This exhibition follows what passes, what cannot be held, and the traces that linger. The accumulated time within each fold, along with the marks of the hand, reveals how tradition continues to live and transform in the present. Wind passes, yet the sensations and wishes it carries do not disappear. Ultimately, this work becomes an attempt to hold the intangible—a quiet evocation of the lingering presence of hope, memory, and time.