My hands have made and worked hanji for a dozen years: twisting, plying, twining, dyeing, crumpling, smoothing, and sculpting paper into objects that refer to artifacts from a Korea that no longer exists. What still remains is a clear delineation of outside and inside spaces: what you look like and how you behave are very different whether you are in or out. Prior to industrialization and mass production of disposable objects, we made everything we needed: straw for outdoor tools and paper for indoor ones. Thus paper became a partner to our most practical and intimate indoor needs. While my pieces know their ancestors—a shoe, a teapot, a wedding duck, a dustpan—they are also objects that I want to see alive in the world today. These pieces remind us of this moment and the stories that our descendants will tell about us.