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Miho Lee’s paintings begin with a very small sound. In a quiet room, a single pearl rolls—toreureu—and leaves a lingering resonance behind. It’s sharper than you expect, sharp enough to make you stop mid-task. Something about it stays with you: a surface that looked perfectly smooth suddenly revealing a different face the moment it collides.
That’s why, for Miho Lee, a pearl isn’t decoration—it’s an event. A split second when relationships and emotions touch, misalign, and the tension you couldn’t see leaks out first as sound. Miho Lee tries to hold that faint sign of impact inside the frame.
How a pearl reveals “unease”
A pearl often reads as a symbol of elegance—flawless roundness, a controlled glow. But what Miho Lee is drawn to is the unease produced by that very “perfection.” Even the smallest contact can make the sound turn crisp, and silence amplifies it. That resonance brushes against the instability we tend to keep covered.
So in Miho Lee’s world, the pearl is not simply beautiful. Elegance and unease float in the same place. The closer you get, the more you sense a fine tension building; fragments of feeling that won’t fit neatly into words spread along the pearl’s movement.
Like rain, but not something that disappears
Miho Lee writes about loving the stillness right before rain—the air growing heavy, the scent of soil suddenly deeper, forgotten sensations waking one by one. The line “I wanted to awaken the presences around me through painting” reads less like a statement and more like a quiet resolve: not to let that stillness pass unnoticed.
From there comes an image: “imagining pearls pouring down like raindrops.” But unlike rain, pearls don’t soak in. They keep their round form, roll across a surface, collide, and remain. Some emotions wash away; others stay and return, striking again. Miho Lee shows that “staying power” of feeling through the pearl’s motion.
Tension becomes sharper on glass
When pearls move onto glass, the scene changes. Thin, transparent objects are beautiful—and at the same time, they feel breakable. On that surface, the pearl rolls with an uncertain direction, and even a small touch feels sharper. Miho Lee describes this combination as a scene that reveals the imperfection of relationships and the amplitude of emotion.
The closer a relationship is, the more quickly emotion reacts. A single casual sentence can raise a wave. The clear, uneasy ring you imagine as a pearl rolls on glass resembles the subtle tension that lies inside intimacy—beautiful but precarious, tender but unpredictable. Miho Lee translates that condition into rhythm on the canvas.
A chandelier, and the idea that glitter can collapse
Miho Lee compares the moment a pearl springs upward to carbonated bubbles—cold temperature, a popping sound, an afterimage of sparkle arriving together. The work doesn’t read only through the eyes; it briefly touches your memory of sound, even skin.
And that sensation gathers firmly around a chandelier. From a distance, it looks perfectly radiant, but at the smallest sign of movement it sways almost imperceptibly, making a faint clinking sound. It’s a moment when, even without looking, you can sense that “shining things are colliding.” Miho Lee turns toward the unease behind that apparent solidity—the thought that what withstands repeated impacts might still collapse in the end, and the emptiness left behind. Miho Lee leaves on the canvas a time where elegance and unease exist together.
Standing in front of the work, a question lingers:
When something that looked perfect trembles from a small collision, what emotion inside you rings out most clearly?
And which relationship did that resonance begin from?
If you’d like to explore more of Miho Lee’s work:
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