Stepping into a town lined with barracks, silver scales shimmer. Mischief-makers teasing me, revealing their tanned behinds. The red crest of a fighting cock. A tongue pierced with a black pearl. Amidst the sweet and sour smell, reminiscent of the unique stench of the tropics, the alleys overflowed with various saturated primary colors.


Guided by a succession of rushing hues, I venture deeper into the alleyways, day after day, exposing myself to the alleys. The initial wariness directed towards me transforms into curiosity, evolving into a sense of intimacy.


Within the vibrant-colored alleys, I settle in as if resigning myself, as if it were destined from the start.


2002年9月  新宿コニカプラザ 個展 「Destiny」