This is the 4th painting in a series. This piece depicts a moment I remember very strongly, when my friend Iris told me that if I went to Montreal for a weekend the borders might close. And she was right. But I was too busy on my phone to pay attention to the signs around me. On the wall behind me is a traditional Korean folkloric mask Hahoetal, a unique dichotomous symbol, embodying the significance of tradition while allowing the wearer to realize full self-expression and liberation. I used to represent the moon, glowing like the neon lights in a psychic shop.