Hyeryeong Choe
known as Heebi
based in Rotterdam, NL


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A Child with a Horn
2021



A horn has grown.


The sun never reaches this place.


So it is always damp.


I thought I might be a fairy. Of course, I am not.


It’s sweet.


Sunlight pours down.


This is paradise. A paradise drenched in tears.


watercolour on newsprint
 When I opened my eyes, I was in a dark, damp forest where it rained every day and the sun never shone. A small horn had grown on my forehead. I walked and walked to find my way out of the forest. The farther I walked, the larger the horn grew. And as it grew, it became so heavy that I could no longer lift my head. Eventually, I fell down. The horn had become so heavy that I could no longer move my body. Then, lying on the ground, I was able to turn my head and look up the sky. I opened my mouth and tasted the rain. It was sweet. Sunlight was pouring through the thick trees above me. Until that moment, I had never known. This place was paradise. 

Where the child died, only the enormous horn remained. In time, the horn decomposed, and from there, a new tree began to grow.







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