2008

On the road lay a crow, trampled by a car.
The broken crow, a gnarled black knot.
I found similarity between this gnarled black knot and one side of my production.
The aim of my work is upward, toward something, through that knot; and what I produce is the divide between fear and longing for death.

Thus far, I know little about that gnarled black knot.
Whether or not I should unravel it, I know not; neither do I know if it is in fact possible.
All that I can do is continue on in my work, because I feel that the resulting space will distort the world we know.
<Text from Pre-Exhibition Tokorozawa Biennial of Contemporary Art SIDING RAILROAD 2008>