Rock wall at Buk-han Mt. near my atelier is the place calling me. I don't know since when, that rock wall invites me to the unknown world. 
When following along no-name valley, I am speechless with the world where I cannot know time and depth. Sometimes I'm lost in a conception about what my real value is. When I can get forward against the wall or stand back, the sound of the wind and a cloud make me get away from all difficult conditions.