My art is illusive.  I put together what come to my mind whenever I give myself theme to work on.

This time, I am working on the theme “what we need to do to live”.  

I started thinking about 9 things in random order.

Let’s take a look at each one of these things.

 

What you eat makes your body.  Your body is your building.  Plants or animals, they can only exist on sacrifice of other lives.  

Finding food is not easy.  Generation after generation, they learn from experiences.  However they mistakenly eat what is poisonous to them and they stick their tongue out from its burning sensation.

Eating food sometimes means cannibalism.  Beyond one’s limit of hunger sensation, one tries to live anyway he can.  When he feats on the same species as he is, and if he feels even a tiny bit of sin, will he feel the pain himself, just like being cut by knife and fork?  

“eating”

 

When in mother’s womb, babies bath themselves into its amniotic fluid.  New lives definitely need liquid.  Water is mother of all living things.  Culture.  Mother ocean.

If one exists without water, that must be the beginning of extraterrestrial.

Milk is also fluid.

We all drink foam of double helix of DNA, the source of life itself.

“drinking”

 

Human can never live outside the atmosphere.

Holding breath for too long, we die even in the atmosphere.

I think our lung air sac, which doesn’t look as cute as grapes to say the least, is seeking a peaceful, quiet place, a very unique dimension.  

And,

being captive by the atmosphere as well.

“breathing”

 

New born sprout is often crushed in the hands of its old dream.

The hands often hold grudge and crush new born hopes and dreams without reason.

However a few sprouts of dreams make it out of their hands and they start growing in such deserted land.  They are not just beautiful.  They have sharp spines that fight against those who try to crush them.

And, now impossible becomes possible.

Just like a young green rose.

“dreaming”

 

Born in different country.  Raised in different culture.  Looking at different colors.

Some are fascinated by the fireworks in the sky, some by the coldness of iron.

Brave heart will become a sward to cut open the window of opportunity.

No matter how winding the roads are, I wish every destination shines as gold.

“decision making”

 

Some lived before us.

We all learn from the past.

Every failure is in a process of being better.

Could ancient animals ever imagine how their descendant would look like today?

Let’s together the past and squeeze out a drop of vague state of being called “life” and let it drawn in the stork-colored storm.

I believe in their future and dream about what they grow into.

“growing”

 

Think about the future.  Live the present.  Look back into the past.

The harder I think about it, the more number of blood vessel in my brain is pulled whenever I think about it.  If it doesn’t exist in the present or if it’s beyond our imagination, wouldn’t it be called “zero”?  Somewhere between the time and space, I exist just like marks on the map.  And I’m lost and don’t know who I might be.  No matter how many times I destroy it, at the end of the day it is myself in the mirror, and I can’t even warp through spaces.

The truth is that we only rely on the past.

The truth is that we only stand right by someone else’s thoughts.

“existing”

 

I close my eyes and let my body rest.  I was once told that with my eyes closed, I can see what I can’t see with my naked eyes.

Behind my eye lit, the colors get reversed and energy gets compressed just like the beginning of universe.

Let’s go back to fertilized egg.

No one is eternal.  We simply want peace of mind.

But on the other hand, the compressed energy level keeps raising and grows its roots, waiting for the release.

“resting”

 

Can a machine feel the heat of blood that explosively circulates around the body?  Can it feel the explosion when the compressed energy gets disintegrated?

The skin is their metal.  The blood vessels are their copper wires.  The blood is the unknown red boiling liquid.

Blink unconsciously takes energy.  It uses more energy when organs are to move.

The more activities to be engaged, the more possibilities we can engage in.

When the energy inside our blood becomes visible, I’m pretty sure the blood looks much whiter in color than burning red.  

“moving”

 

1992 Born in Miyagi, Japan

Ever since I was a child, I am enthused by my own desire “I wanna draw!”, and I kept making art throughout my kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school and college.

2013 Exhibited at a college art exhibition

2014 Graduated from Musashino Art University, Department of Painting, Painting Course

Currently resides in Japan