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The important thing I often recognize are what I had thought when I was a teenager.
Though there are some things I find when grown up, I have already found many important things before grown up.

And I need to keep the things in my mind all the time.

2007/11/23　
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Reflection and challenge

I could have many shows this year through a lot of people.
Every night I ask myself whether I have progressed or not.

I feel myself not to progress.
There are a lot of self-examinations and challenges in front of me.

Now I have already gotten to work for shows would be held next year.
America, Italy, Tokyo, and Seoul.
For me, Seoul is the first place to have a show in Asia.
I decide myself that I should challenge the show, after getting over my many reflections.

Whenever I would have shows, I hope to hear words of praise and astonishment in every language.

2007/11/21　
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Arbitrary Friends.

In towns, I sometimes find people who have bags of art stores.
Whenever I see them, I sympathize with the people that “there is a lot of friends who create art works.”

I'm painting tonight as I do always.
I hope to create what amaze the people whom I saw in towns.

2007/11/20　
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Small Consideration

A small consideration makes my life comfortable.
When I cook, it makes the dish taste better, and a bed made neatly gives me a comfortable sleep.
Of course it works when I create.

“Small consideration” is my theme recently.

2007/11/20　
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Christmas Decorations.

Christmas decorations make me feel happy.
Beautiful.

2007/11/18　
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A drop.

It's not much to talk about, but I have a habit.
That is to gaze at a drop of water from my forelock.
My eyes are in focus with the drop very very momentary, and then the drop falls, going to be out of my focus.
Just that.

But I love this my habit.

2007/11/17　
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121days.

It is said that ideally human being need eight hours to sleep.
If one would do like this, he or she would have 121 days for sleeping a year.
121days. In other words, four months; that is, one third of a year.

Then I thought, how many days did I sleep this year?

…Well, I'm going to stop waffling and go to bed.
I'm working for 23 hours now.

2007/11/16　
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Bask in the Sun

Shipped pieces to California, and then had lunch in the late afternoon.
Tempted to the fair whether, I had a box lunch at s shore of the river near my house.
Played the blues harp and basked in the sun.
Took pictures and basked in the sun.
I saw a bird flew, gazing at the stream of the river.
Things I want to write here occurred to me but they slipped my mind when I got to my room.

The sun just shined over me.

2007/11/15　
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A perfect concentration

A project I have worked for a while at last finished today.
When I face to a work, I concentrate on it perfectly with both my mind and body.
Awake or asleep, all the time I'm wondering about the work.
That seems to be my custom.
So I feel comfortable when it comes to the end.

The next project has already started.
I enjoy this concentration.

2007/11/14　
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good for you

This bike is my friend's. He customized it by himself.
It's so cool and nice like the Lego.
But he hasn't ridden it yet.

The reason is the bike has no brakes.

2007/11/13　
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Cinderella

To a ballet concert with friends. Our friend danced in the performance.
The program was Cinderella.
Thanks to the humorous performance, I as an inexpert enjoyed the four hours ~~without falling asleep~~.

2007/11/12　
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Creative Stimulation.

Went to Rokujohitoma's live with my creator friend.
The vocal and his performance are so cool.
And the live was so excited.
Besides original T-shirts I made with the vocal were sold out.

After the live I went to their party and there I talked a lot with the creator friend.
He told that he created an object recently. And I came to make some solid works, listening to his talk.
In fact, I had a dream of wood craving Dice Dog this morning.
We felt the necessity to show own works each other. The creative stimulation is necessary for me.
We promised to see soon when the party was finished.
I enjoyed the party and found myself in the final train.

2007/11/11　
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2007/11/10　
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Dreams.

I don’t have many dreams at night, I say.
You’ve just forgotten it, people say.

I say I don’t. But everyone deny my words.
No, I don’t mind so much.

2007/11/08　
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Re-reasonable.

I remember the first day I got a PET bottle juice.
I felt the bottle was so useful and luxurious, besides the bottle was used again and again.
I was excited at the bottle as if it was a plastic bottle I was bought when family trip.
The first PET bottle brought me a great impact and impression.

Today I saw a bird flew.
I do not remind the first bird I saw, I wonder whether I was astonished to see a flying bird at the first time, or not?
PET bottle is wonderful, and flying birds are also wonderful.

It would be a kind of crime to get used to things around oneself.

2007/11/07　
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Picnic.

I had many meetings last week, and this week I could have my time at last.
Yesterday I went to a picnic in a park with friends. This autumn picnic started from the last year.
I took pictures of my friends ate and drank on the grass.
We played some musical instruments from the noon to the sunset.

However the more I enjoy, the more one in my mind prods me to creating.
Therefore I worked all day today.
I don't know what is the feeling of haste of “You have no time to play.”
Though I feel I need a rest to enjoy at times.

2007/11/05　
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50%.

“It's no use to show 50% in the precipitation percentage.”
I often consider that when I see the weather information.
For 50% mean both yes and no.
51% or 49% are still easy to understand.

2007/11/04　
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Greatest Resource.

It's boring only to exist.
I made up my mind to keep painting as the resource till I will die.

Today I somehow reminded these words.
I wrote down these words when I was in a high school.

Sometimes I feel as if life would be a game to make good use of one's time.
For I think that the reason ancient human beings tried to do a lot of things was because they had too much time on their hands.
In fact children always move around. They must be boring.
To be boring means to have energies.
So all things like arts, cooking, sports, et cetra, were created to kill time at first, I think.
Then people addicted to them brought those resources up to be cultures.

Thought those things one day.
But I couldn't remember why I thought these things and wrote down.
I think…maybe I had too much time to think.
Anyway I have hoped to spend my time usefully since I was so young.

Well, what can I do today?

2007/11/03　
Midnight Talking

Camera Bag.

This is my camera bag.
But to tell the truth, I want to just bring myself.

2007/11/01　
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Top　｜　

Chocolate in midnight.

The important thing is.