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Rouge Water Vessel
Everyday
Deep in the darkness of the abyss
Through the dark blue cave
By the time you notice the colorless Self
Eventually you will arrive at
The edge of reality
The Self colors the surface of imaginary water
Dimly lit
Rouge remains
2009, glass, copper / The artist
Moist Vermillion Sound
As I am lured by a bright light
There are times when
I taste the lonliness as I wear a mask everyday
I softly step into the Time of Stillness
Outside the frame of reality
Dark, deep abyss becomes moist and rust brown
From the night mist
It rots into the ripples upon the surface of imaginary water
While only the sound remains
2005. 120 × 200× 250 cm Brass . Acrylic , Pastel / The artist
White Rust
There are days when I get weary
Of pretending to be beautiful
Suddenly I notice
The dry air
Touching
Eventually, one will wander around
As one emerges out of the frame of reality
White Realm of No Mind
To the surface of imaginary water
As it slightly decays
With ripples remaining
2005. 300 × 252 × 238 cmBrass . Copper / The artist
Three Inch Fingerprint
That which accumulates daily
Those are my fingerprints
That reveal my 3-inch immaturity
Everyday is like fingerprints
Covered in air
Where are you going
When you're only 3 inches tall
Eventually, the fingerprints stop
And emerges outside of the ripples
On the surface of imaginary water
2003.190 × 30 x 25 cm Brass / The artist
Thread of Water Mirror
The Mundane repeats itself over and over again
Suddenly, I noticed peeking outside of
The frame of reality
At night, the surface of water expands
My Self emerges from the water from the ripples
And liberates various ornaments
Inside of a seasoned mirror
An important place exists where
One can become nothing again
My bliss is when I return to No Mind
Then, the Self is reflected
At midnight, upon the Water Mirror
2003 . 45 × 171 × 152 cm
Glass. Iron / Tokyo radiator corporation
Japanese Sound
Remains of Dew
As daily life dyes
I look back your colorless self
I keep searching for the meaning of life
When every color sleeps
There comes into my sight eventually
Peeking out of my own color
On the surface of imaginary water
In the quiet of the mist
Revising my own color
The cloudless true color
And it will repeat
Slightly colored
Leaving ripples behind
2015. 45 × 260 × 125cm
Glass. Copper / The artist
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