(2023) weaving・beading・laser-cutting・mixed media
The boy who loves asphalt has a thing for archiving squiggly lines found on the pavements of urban landscapes. He has a photo album specifically for it.
Twinkle-eyed for the organic movement of black asphalt, he is in wonder of its existence, a result of colliding consequences: coincidentally damaged floors and the intentional repairing of them.
At times, besides the asphalt, he notices the sprouting of wild flowers within the crevices of tiles.
Laying beneath this packaged scenery that often gets over-looked, is hope.
A gratitude for having the eye to spot tiny miracles.
The boy who loves asphalt has a thing for archiving squiggly lines found on the pavements of urban landscapes. He has a photo album specifically for it.
Twinkle-eyed for the organic movement of black asphalt, he is in wonder of its existence, a result of colliding consequences: coincidentally damaged floors and the intentional repairing of them.
At times, besides the asphalt, he notices the sprouting of wild flowers within the crevices of tiles.
Laying beneath this packaged scenery that often gets over-looked, is hope.
A gratitude for having the eye to spot tiny miracles.
アスファルトを愛する少年は、都市にある舗装で目撃したグニャグニャの黒いシェイプを記録することに夢中になっている。それの専用アルバムも持っている。
黒いアスファルトの有機的な動きが目線を引き寄せる。偶然でダメージされた地面とそれに意図的に修復する行為といった衝突した結果がこのアスファルトの誕生。
時には、アスファルトの隣に、タイルの隙間から野生の花が芽吹いていることに気づく。
見過ごされがちなこの風景の中には希望がある。
小さな奇跡を見出せる眼球への感謝。
