Silence dominates one sunny day, as an old man rides his scooter with his ailing daughter on back up and down the slope. The daughter′s void glance seems precarious, as are her dangling feet, vet the father′s grip on the scooter is sound and trustworthy. Looking at the image of the father drying his daughter′s hair, giving her water, one can′t help but notice his paternal love even with his wooden expression. Hidden behind silence and a blank look, their affection for life and love for each other create bright tapping noises just as raindrops falling on an abandoned tin can. Implicitly warming a human relationship and silently proving one′s existence... that′s The Body Temperature Yu Sang-Gon attempts to represent. (Ha Seung-Hee)