Salon

Image: Tirachard Kumtanom Prologue Shin Dal-ja Rumors are spreading. Is paper disappearing? I walk out to an empty field. A desolate page comforts it after a harvest. I open it carefully. I walk out to a trail in a forest. A small concert p...

Analogue Shin Dal-ja A door of the latest brand opens smoothly with a password. Even this is not urbane enough. The top of the line door that opens immediately, saying yes, yes if only you put your fingerprints upon it gently. Even this is ...