- Program Notes
- It’s not true to say that Mujin has no noted product. I know what it is. It is the fog. When you went outside in the morning after getting out of bed, the fog would have surrounded Mujin, like enemy soldiers who had advanced in the night; and the mountains which normally surrounded the town would be gone, banished by the fog to some faraway, invisible place. It was like the exhaled breath of some nightly-visiting female sprit, who had a grudge against this world. Before the sun came up and the wind, changing direction, began to blow out of sea, man was helpless to disperse it. It couldn’t be grasped in the hand, and yet it was clearly there, surrounding men, cutting them off from things at a distance. Fog, Mujin fog, the fog that people met in the Mujin morning; the fog of Mujin which made people pray earnestly for sun and wind, surely this was Mujin’s noted product. - Record of a Journey to Mujin, Kim Seung-ok, 1964,
- Performer Credits
- Ensemble Intercontemporain
- Publisher
- Universal Edition