Comments on: I don’t know, I just do. http://koreanish.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/ Alexander Chee Mon, 30 Jan 2012 01:17:15 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ By: Esther http://koreanish.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-618 Sat, 24 Nov 2007 16:51:02 +0000 http://koreanish.wordpress.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-618 Your posting had me thinking. A lot. Being a Korean American, I never had to struggle on the outside who I was. I looked Korean. But on the inside, I stuggled with clashing values. I didn’t feel totally Korean. I didn’t do some of the things they did nor understood. Yet I was Korean and people expected me talk and act in certain way. They would tell me I spoke good English for a Korean. They would tell me so-and-so they knew were in the Korean war as if I had anything to do with it. They would ask me about the Virginia Tech massacre. At times I feel like I represent Korea in a way ambassadors do. I have to be in good behavior not to dishonor being a Korean. But I realize I am me. A unique individual who has come to embrace both cultures. No matter what I look on the outside.

]]> By: lance reynald http://koreanish.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-550 Thu, 08 Nov 2007 03:51:07 +0000 http://koreanish.wordpress.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-550 love her.

]]> By: Caleb http://koreanish.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-546 Thu, 08 Nov 2007 00:41:45 +0000 http://koreanish.wordpress.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-546 Do you know the photographer Nikki S. Lee’s “Projects” series? She picks a social identity (which is in some cases an ethnicity), studies it, impersonates it, then photographs herself being accepted into the group. Kinda brilliant. Cf. http://www.tonkonow.com/lee.html

]]> By: lance reynald http://koreanish.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-526 Mon, 05 Nov 2007 05:24:10 +0000 http://koreanish.wordpress.com/2007/10/29/i-dont-know-i-just-do/#comment-526 ok. I’m going to try this with a bit of composure. (though this entry made me teary-eyed)

a few years back one of the national news mags featured a cover story, I can’t remember exactly what the magazine was, but the title was “the changing face of america”, the cover featured a mosaic of faces, all of multi-cultural, multi-ethnic persons….

I was raised in WDC, a somewhat international city. I am one of the only people in my family with blond hair and blue eyes (I never looked like anyone either)…

um… This “changing face” of America is what I’ve always though the world looked like… it has also always been something I considered a higher standard of beauty…

some of the dearest people in my life might never be able to check off just one box on a census form…

sorry, some of my feelings may have me rambling.

this post made my heart heavy.

To me you are Alexander, that defines you well enough.

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