I’m surrounded by a wealth of things, and yet I feel like I have nothing. Voices of a multitude of people jumble together, and I don’t recognize my own. When a suffocating feeling like this comes over me, I get on my bike and go to my grandfather’s house. My grandfather is hard of hearing and unable to have a conversation. He exists in a space absent of sound. In this quietness and desolation, I reconfirm the edges of myself. It is then that I can look beyond myself with acceptance.
Entries form: Book with forty A4 laser prints
The death of a close relative is an all-too-common subject among the entries, but this work sidesteps that narrative already smeared with fingermarks. The oblique line motif and layout demonstrate the artist is in full control of the work.
|1995:||Born in Tokyo|
|2017:||Currently enrolled in the Graphic Design Program at Tama Art University|