Two plants in my room. One is a foliage plant named “The Happy Tree,” and the another is a cactus. Both of them I was presented by visitors of my solo show. I'm growing those plants that have different natures. They're placed next to each other. But I thought this morning, that it's better for them not to be placed together.
Because I water everyday to the Happy Tree and on the other hand, I can't water to the cactus because of the nature. Although I know I'm right, I can't stop feeling a kind of guilt… Now I feel…that I'm favoring the Happy Tree over the cactus. I don't mean that, but I even can't pat the cactus, the punk one. Or I should place them in different spaces. If so, then I come to feel I water the Happy Tree, hidding by the cactus…
I can't feel happy enough at my watering time. Whether they know my feeling or not, but they're growing day by day.
I'm doing workout everyday not in training gym, but in my room. Rope skipping is one of the menus.
The rain prevents me from jumping today, think that, looking out of window. I found a person who was running silently, putting on a hooded jacket. Such my “small idleness of mind” might cause me a big defeat someday.
Painting for next show in L.A. Though it might be a little earlier, also creating for my solo show in Rome.
And in my room, there is “Life Cycle” by Tanabe Mamoru repeated. I love his melody and words. When I'm eager to my native language at abroad, his Japanese lyrics are beautiful and melt to my heart. Words written by musician are curious. They are only words when without melodies, but they speak to my heart with the melodies. That is like magic.
Though I can't play the guitar, I imagine how I feel pleasant to sing my feeling in everyday as I sketch.
His music is really beautiful, why don't you listen him?