While I’m hoping for the exhibition to be held in October, which is already been delayed, I would like to talk about one of my work, “the sound of rain”.
“Cold of rain in winter drops onto tree branches, to the ground, and to my coat as if it soaks into my heart.”
Overlapping colors after colors for the expression of coldness, and overlapping transparency for shadows, asking to myself does shadow exist as a thing or phenomenon. Or is it possible to “see” 1/f. Wandering around my thoughts while painting.
It was 20 years ago I visited Takasaki in Gunma. Things went well fast and we’re free to go for tourist spot, so we did. We went to Takasaki Kan-non, if I’m correct.
Not sure of what the precincts looked like, whereas the approach to the shrine was memorable.
In the middle of slope, lushly green, there was a branch store selling lucky cats. Cats are aligned perfectly from small size to big size on the table. I, as a cat lover and am also lucky cat lover, the moment was too pleasing and got too excited that my friend scolded me. I barely kept myself and bought only one, however If I were alone, without any hesitation, I would have hold many of them and went home with them. The one whose been chosen is the one who had most simple paint job and with the happiest facial expression.
Takasaki is known for “Daruma” production, which the cat is been made in the same way, papier-mache. Not only the texture it reminds of Daruma, but the touch of brush strokes does and make every piece unique. It’s adorable and attractive Japanese traditional craft.
The good news is I’m not the only one who love him, I draw him little by little when