It is necessary not to be ‘myself ’, still less to be ‘ourselves’.
The city gives us the feeling of being at home.
We must take the feeling of being at home into exile.
We must be rooted in the absence of a place.

To uproot oneself socially and vegetatively.
To exile oneself from every earthly country.
To do all that to others, from the outside, is a substitute for decreation. It results in unreality.
But by uprooting oneself one seeks greater reality.
- Gravity and Grace, Simone Weil


I am also other than I imagine myself to be. To know this is forgiveness.
- Gravity and Grace, Simone Weil


you are still greenery, and for good you will be greenery.


"mourning is interminable. Inconsolable. Irreconcilable."
- Jacques Derrida, The Work of Mourning


Ellie Kyungran Heo, Am I wrong?, Still, 2016

The general definition of a ‘weed’ is ‘a plant in the wrong place’, or ‘a plant growing where it is not wanted’.

I wonder, what is the right place for a plant to grow?


The rice being cut, the paddy of the rice being empty, and Eri, who had been experiencing rice growing this year at Miasa School, eating alone a rice-ball in the class, I was sad for them.

After then, I saw the stalk of the rice being gone back to the ground as a fertiliser after the rice harvest.

The things should be returned back to the ground including me and you, then waiting for the next step.

Thinking of you...


What is seen was not made out of what was visible (Hebrews 11:3)


Ellie Kyungran Heo, How big you are, still, 2016

I met the tiny creature by chance while taking a picture of 409 below.

Ellie Kyungran Heo, 409, still, 2016


To reach, not the point where one no longer says I,
but the point where it is no longer of any importance whether one says I.

- A Thousand Plateaus, Gilles Deleuze & Felix Guattari


The wolf will live with the lamb,
the leopard will lie down with the goat,
the calf and the lion and the yearling together,
and a little child will lead them.
The cow will feed with the bear,
their young will lie down together,
and the lion will eat straw like the ox.
The infant will play near the cobra’s den,
and the young child will put its hand into the viper’s nest.
They will neither harm nor destroy on all my holy mountain,
for the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.
(Isaiah 11:6-9)


Work in progress, stills from my research: Relax digital project
Commissioned by Chelsea and Westminster Hospital / Supported by the Wylie Veterinary Centre

My proposal is to show the animals in the waiting room in a Veterinary hospital to the people waiting in the human hospital. While doing research in both areas, I found the simple principle: there is no patient being alone in the veterinary waiting room. Animals should be there with somebody who keeps speaking, touching or giving the undivided attention.

What we need in the waiting areas at the hospital is essentially you.


So, I look up at the sky, rainbows, then I see heaven open.

I believe they are in...

"Look! God's dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them [...] He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."(Revelation 21:3-4)

They are much better off than us, aren't they?


There was the happiest time just before the saddest time.
Now, these times are sitting next to each other and looking at me.


For me, time became too long and heavy.
My obligation to the time allowed...


The last tutorial with Stuart on 4 March 2015, he started drawing, writing on the paper and talking about my film Island (working title: Mara)...the third meaning by the edit in Eisenstein Montage theory-the shot a guy by the window and cut, then the shot of the moon-what is the guy doing?...then he said,

"It's your decision how clear you make it in the film between the level of obvious and abstract...
You may be somewhere around here (drawing the zigzag line on the middle of two directions)."

I said, "Around there", pointing it out with my finger on his drawing.

"I'll be on the moon".


Still from Island, work in progress, 2015 

When the child was a child, 
It was the time for these questions: 
Why am I me, and why not you? 
Why am I here, and why not there? 
 When did time begin, and where does space end?
 (Peter Handke, Song of Childhood, 1987)

The first time we met on Mara Island, you asked me these questions.

A few months later I started asking you in this film, "Is life under the sun not just a dream?"

Ellie Kyungran Heo, Island, documentary film, work in progress, 2014-2015