Yerrie Choo

Yerrie stands under a picture of two cockroaches hugging a hotdog.  She is staring up to balance a hotdog on her face.
Image courtesy of Yerrie Choo

As a way of exploring my own Korean-American roots and the ever-changing human identity, drawing has become a marker of what I am dealing with at the moment such as multi-generational trauma, recovering/processing deep grief, and figuring out how to be functional again. I start from the observational and include the unseen energies that animate the room. I use drawing as a way to ground myself in a present situation. The act slows me down, allowing for my eyes to appreciate and get to know the small details within my surroundings. Before I know it, I’m deeply invested in the moment and drawing becomes a way for me to understand and access my feelings. In other words, drawing has saved and ruined my life.


Let’s Play (2023)

After dealing with intense morbid events this past year, I decided to let my inner child be the guide to survival. Sometimes it’s not that deep, perhaps spiraling is not the answer, and I need to focus on what’s right in front of me, what I simply love, and what is grounding. I need to embrace the mess and whatever line comes out of me. Using patterns that soothe, chihuahua kisses, and a Honda Accord, I want to share my own trinkets of joy that hold me tenderly and whisper sweetly in my ear – “hey! maybe…even for a second…maybe, it’s going to be okay.”