A certain part in the cherry tree is the winter season. A certain part in the tree feels spring. And a certain thing blushes. Then it rises. Wind blows. When I am not yet warm, I bow my head. And all is a roadside tree.

A Happy New Year. I found thet cherry blossoms bloomed on December 31 of the last year. It was four of them in the row of trees of around 30. The cherry blossoms originally bloom to the (March, April) in the early spring. I intend to somet…

A photograph is a New Year's card by the silkscreen.

I thought about my pictures 20 years ago. It is assumed that universality is substitution. For example, light and the retina are equivalent. The collision of the consciousness makes diffusion such as toy fireworks and a cocoon. The purpose…

I appreciated "The collection of the Winterthur exhibition" held with Hyogo prefectural art museum. The collection passed through Nabis from the Impressionists, and there was it to a writer of the surrealism. And it introduced a Swiss conc…

I appreciated "Masako Shirasu exhibition". I was impressed with Enku. And the Buddhist image which was burnt. It seemed to be an exhibition of the senses. Then, I watched the works of Yuki Ogura.

When we did a class reunion of the training the other day, a classmate asked me a various question. She studied art and literature. She is a reader. We had talk. Time, philosophy, drama... I handed the building books and the scenario of "t…

I do calisthenics every day. My English level is a junior high student. I want to learn some picture language. It is a thing such as the existence proof. I want to complete "a work".Wagtails returned to the river.

We used a hook on the wire netting, and when did the custom to take in a thing begin?

I put a hanger in a small box and make a key holder. A strange combination. A trace wire dinosaur.

I was into the grasses. The ground moved restlessly. newspaper.

The text was displayed when I changed file format.and, I went to the river to look for a walnut today. The walnut was not found. The dog barked. "Come here" He escaped. The strawberry was found instead. The picture too.I thought about a wo…

There was not the work of my these days. I became slightly uneasy. I went out. The light and the shadow were surely distributed equally.

I was presented the flowers today by my child. The episode of the copy is impressive.

We went to look for scrap wood. There were two vacuum cleaners.

And I was cooking and cleaning. It became the cuttlefish. The sumi of the cuttlefish came out. Where would the cuttlefish live?

Is the moon of tonight the fourth day? The swelling is gentle.

I heard the call of bird. It resembles a sound from a flute of the Ambassador magma. (I started twitter at hanayoko3.)

I was able to enjoy it yesterday. I heard the story of the classmate who was 11 years old younger. I talked a lot. A problem of the tradition. At the night of the way back, I heard the sound of the Okinawa samisen in a park.

It is a class reunion of the training today. Only two people.

We drew a sweet potato of Saga today. The purple shadow was difficult.

I talked with a gardener. The misunderstanding was removed. My solid cards showed other works to one. Old women looked back to a card of the guardian deity of children(Jizo).

and, I got communication from a gardener yesterday. about dog... There is a message game. It is necessary to check it.

I watched the photograph of my pictures 20 years ago. It flew in a concept from concreteness suddenly. I wanted to understand it. "Fur sich".?

My PC finally gives a sound. gagaga gigigi suisui A picture and sheepskin boots disappeared.

Students increased. I must introduce my work to a person. I do not draw a picture recently! What will the work be? The thing which there is form first of all.

I remembered the episode of the dancer who got up suddenly. Rain hung at the door of the entrance, and the drop of water was scattered like Senko fireworks.

I was happy today. I will teach one student.

To the bookstore. I bought the foreign book of an interesting funny tool. The author was a Japanese of the common name. When I do not play.

A lot of white butterflies alighted on my aching chest. It seemed to be the orchid.I read a pamphlet of the reproduction stage of Baku Ishii. (1986)