“When I was growing up, there were two films that left a life-long impression with me. I forgot the name of one, but the first was about a family of foxes with seven cubs. The foxes were constantly looking for food, but as the winter became harsher the cubs would die one by one. The fact that the family fell apart because of this, moved me so much. I come from a family of seven kids, but I was adopted by a Duitch family when I was just one year old. Being adopted can be a struggle sometimes. But it’s also a long life gold mine for making art. My Korean parents aren’t alive anymore and one brother and a sister passed at a very young age. Come to think of it, it is actually crazy how many parallels there are with the family of foxes and mine. Movies about death and loss always leave the biggest impression with me. Even more when children are involved with it. There is also a scene in Nobody’s boy Rémi (1977) where Rémi’s foster father falls in the snow, freezing to his death which I never forgot. I noticed that my stories are always about loss, but also about acceptance of the past.”
Photo and story by Feargal Agard.
