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Where Thought Becomes Art — RM

RM’s journey didn’t begin in museums, but in poems scribbled on a classroom forum. Today, his love for Korean art and literature sits in policy rooms, museum halls, and global conversations. From collecting Yun Hyong-keun’s paintings to urging APEC leaders to fund culture, he proves that art isn’t a hobby—it’s heritage, diplomacy, and a way of thinking.

13 hours ago4 min read

Letters to the Cities: Paris

Paris greeted me not with the Eiffel Tower, but with crowded metros and chaotic streets. I felt out of place in my oversized tee among the effortless elegance around me. Yet, in between the rush, you softened me with croissants, whispered grandeur at Petit Palais, and overwhelmed me with Galerie Dior’s magic. Lost, tired, laughing near the Eiffel Tower, I realized Paris was never simple — messy yet magnificent, demanding yet unforgettable.

Oct 12 min read

Letters to the Cities: Milan

Milan didn’t welcome me with ease — it poured rain on my arrival, froze me in summer clothes, and left me dragging suitcases through unfamiliar streets. The first week was chaos: missed buses, no lunch, endless lectures, and a city that felt out of reach. Yet in the bitterness, I found sweetness: sunsets on our balcony, laughter with flatmates, and skies I’ll never forget. Milan was my black coffee — harsh at first, but made better by the company I shared it with.

Aug 272 min read

No Gatekeeping: Why Gen Z Shares It All

Gen Z grew up sharing — tips, tools, hacks, even job boards. But older generations often treated knowledge like currency, holding it close. This post explores the quiet cultural shift from gatekeeping to openness — and why sharing might be Gen Z’s most powerful legacy.

Jul 253 min read

Some Bonds Are Built in Silence: The Power of a Pinky-Hold

There’s a kind of love that doesn’t grip or hover. It just stays — softly, quietly — like a pinky-hold in a crowded street. Not loud like a hug, not dramatic, but steady. This piece reflects on the beauty of gentle presence — love that doesn’t cling, but still lingers. It exists in siblings, parents, partners, friends — in the small ways they say “I’m here” without words. A soft kind of holding on, in a world that often forgets how.

Jul 182 min read

This Book Isn't for You...Yet

What if books had age limits? Not the kind that guard doors and say, “You’re not old enough to read this.” But the kind that leave the door slightly open and whisper,“ Come back when you’ve lived a little more. I’ll still be here.”

Jun 243 min read

The Real Show at Met 2025? Culture, Tailored.

MET 2025 Looks that spoke the most of culture, for me.

May 254 min read

Milan: Where the Coffee Slaps, and Sky Sparkles

Milan moves slower than I’m used to — people walk like time is theirs. I’m still adjusting: learning public transport, surviving on vending machine espresso, and watching the sun set way past 8:30 p.m. The sky is clearer, the coffee is better, and strangers are kind without speaking a word I understand. I haven’t explored everything yet, but I’m here — and I’m hoping the city treats me good.

May 23 min read

The City Doesn't Know Me Yet...

Moving to a new country isn’t just about homesickness or thrill — it’s about the quiet, unspoken feeling of not quite fitting in. Of walking streets that don’t know your name, of smiling through confusion, of waiting for your soul to catch up. This city doesn’t know me yet. And some days, I don’t fully know myself either. But maybe that’s okay. Maybe becoming is supposed to feel like this — unfamiliar, slow, a little bittersweet.

Apr 203 min read