“How many works do you paint in a year?”
A friend of mine asked me.
I wonder how… but counting my works in a year makes me bored.
“How many works have you ever painted?”
Sometimes I am asked like this, but I really don't care that.

Then asked, “What's your masterpiece?” answered, “the next work should be.”
Though I'm ashamed of myself to say so.
I think every piece I make is beautiful and cool, but I always go about the next work to make it the most beautiful than ever.
I am sure that I make it, but I'm not sure whether it should be my masterpiece or not.
This might be my nature, but I would have repeated the same situation for a thousand years.

I imagine, that I finish my life with this mood.
Ummm,That's ok.

1. 2008/01/31　
2. Diary

Being lost in thought prevented me from sleeping.
But there aren't so important thing in my mind.
There are insignificant questions or something like that. For example, how do I feel if I could swim in coke?

A topic brought the next, and connected to an idea, finally an image I want came to me.
Gave up sleeping and started sketching the idea at my desk.

That is not a painting of coke, but I'm sure it will be a beautiful one.

1. 2008/01/30　
2. Diary

I came up with creating again ideas I had when in junior high school or academy.
I couldn't realize some, and I didn't even try others because of the luck of my skill.
The images have been shining for over ten years, and now at last I'm about to shape them.
I'm so excited about the images.

This morning I found the time is now.

1. 2008/01/29　
2. Diary

A pen and a notebook in my pocket.
Idea falling to me is as if a beautiful butterfly in the web.
Then I draw the idea down. Enjoyable time.

Sometimes I really feel happy about that there is art in this world.

1. 2008/01/28　
2. Diary

I've got a cold after sending my works to LA for the show.
I didn't mean to lose my motivation, but I might feel relief.

Then, what is that I lost?
“Bracing oneself up,” or “losing one's motivation.”
Heart is always the most important thing.
I recognized what has been said repeatedly with my own words.

Heart, feeling, or motivation.
That is like a piece of soul.

1. 2008/01/27　
2. Diary

Made my business cards. I haven't made my business card for a long time.
My name, telephone number, and e-mail address.

I think that my title should be named by others.
Title I named by myself is “pretending.”

I have to do works that others admire.

1. 2008/01/25　
2. Diary

Cut rolled canvas and stretch the canvas on a wooden frame.
Paint a plaster named Jesso and file the surface, and again paint Jesso.
Run over these processes.

That is a very important first process for me when I work.
What would appear on the canvas comes to me, while I'm making the canvas dearly.

So I have never been in a slump.

1. 2008/01/22　
2. Diary

These days I'm working and working for a show opened this February in Los Angels.
My first show of 2008 is three people show with unique and popular artists, Luke Chueh and Mark Bodnar.
Each three artists will exhibit about twenty pieces, so the show is like solo show.
I'm looking forward to this show, working everyday.

At the moment when something is born in oneself, people might have a sense of fulfillment.
The image above is the last piece of 2007, one of my newest works for this show, Space Dragon Egg77.

1. 2008/01/18　
2. Diary

I compose music with an electronic piano when I'm fatigued from painting.
I love this break time.
When I play the piano, I turn only a little lamp on and wear headphones.
I can concentrate on music with the little lamp and the headphones.
I feel comfortable with music that naturally spilled from me.
The same could be said about paintings.

1. 2008/01/09　
2. Diary

When I talked with a friend about the dress my mother made, I found that I forgot to mention about the texture.
There might be someone who thought it had been sewn a colorful cloth.
But this was not be sewn, mother crocheted it.
I mean, that mother crocheted the pattern by herself, and the pattern has been taken over my works.
That's what I was so glad
.
Anyway, I hope to show this dress with my works at my solo show.
This dress makes us happy.

1. 2008/01/08　
2. Diary

I returned to my room, left my mobile phone at parents' home.
I felt happy in a bus to the airport when found that I left it.
It was as if I would go abroad, because it's harder to contact without mobile phone.

In fact, I have left my mobile phone behind parents' home few times.
Or I often go out without it.
I like the free from restraint.
So, maybe I seem to forget about mobile phone on purpose.

Then, it's annoying for my mother, for she has to send it to me.

1. 2008/01/06　
2. Diary

He is Roby, the youngest son in my family.
I made a nameplate for his doghouse.
However my family said “it's like a bar sign,” I liked this nameplate.

I wonder how Roby felt about it.

1. 2008/01/05　
2. Diary

In this season at every year, I'm feeling so drowsy in my parents' home.
Because everything is warm around me, I can take a deep breath and relax.
So I couldn't keep my condition unless I try to do.
Then, I doze.

Take your time for a change, say parents gladly.

1. 2008/01/04　
2. Diary

Friends have visited my home since the New Year's Day.
We have known each other since we were small children.
I laugh to be tired all the time I am with them.
I can't feel the New Year's coming without seeing them.
Today they backed to their home.
And I'm feeling the end of the New Year holidays.

1. 2008/01/03　
2. Diary

When I was back to my parents’ home, I found “Erotic Sky,” one of my work, were dressed.
I was astonished at that the colors of the dress were very similar to my pieces.
After, I heard that my mother made the dress when she was 19 years old.
She said she found the dress at grandmother’s home for the first time in forty years.
This sense of colors. Is it made by inheritance?

At last, my sister has got this dress from mother.

1. 2008/01/02　
2. Diary

I was twenty years old when first time I've seen the Mt. Fuji.
I looked down the highest mountain in Japan from a plane.
Since then for me, the Mt. Fuji is what I see from planes.

I'm always surprised at its overpowering presence.
Great things are seen excellent from all angles.
I decide myself to be the one like that.
The higher and heaver my goal is, the more I am excited.

I wish you would be great in a new year.
A happy new year!

1. 2008/01/01　
2. Diary