at the Gallery Tokyo-humanite

I started to make many drill holes though the rough stone. The weight, the hardness and the obstinacy of the stone dissolve to the surrounding. It looks like an uneasy and also fresh feeling which has been holed through a hard hull of our heart.
When I was in the deep forest, my heart and body become tense up because of fear that I come into unknown's location also where is outside of civilization without any protentions.
Directing attention from my all sensors to sign of surroundings. After a minute, something comes into my body and heart through the hard hull. It's not a kind of light, not a kind of wind, not rejoicing, not sorrow, not wrath, it is not some energy or the spirit of creatures. It cann't say any words anyway.
The something comes in heart and fills my body with many holes. Then I observe surroundings, I perceive filled up holes in the all trees, grasses and creatures.

Foresut
  "Forest" work's photos in the Gallery Tokyo-Humanite       → all the Foresut
at the Gallery Yamaguchi

"Forest" series and the World Turtle Project -
       "Volume of Lives - Vol.1" and " - - Vol.2"

  "Forest" work's photos at the Gallery Yamaguchi      → all the Foresut
  "Volume of Lives - vol.1"       → Volume of Lives -vol.1
  "Volume of Lives - vol.2"      → Volume of Lives -vol.2
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