Abstract
After finding out in February 2002 that another living being had entered my body, I gained a sense of mission concerning this mysterious space. I have tried to learn about the interacting energy between the emerging life and its mother’s body in my explorations of the “ehora,” and record the mental and perceptual process in my art. I often pondered the world with my belly while pregnant, and wondered what kind of space it was. Was it the secluded realm that Dante constructed in his “Divine Comedy”? Was it a virtual cyberspace to which people flee when they become exhausted? What kind of pixy could enter there? Were not these questions the same as when, four hundred years ago, Michelangelo asked of a big piece of stone,“What life is waiting within for me to liberate it?” I asked these questions right up to the moment that the world within my belly began to make obvious movements. Sometimes it felt like gentle wiggling, sometimes like stubborn confrontation, and sometimes like teasing provocation. I tried to be tolerant as I listened, felt, and teased. I felt that I could sense a chaotic “divine music” responding to me.