They say that when you memorize the words, the Alaskan pollock is leaping out of the water and the seagull on the other side of the ocean flutters over the city.
So when I’m painting on a snowboard, there must be someone out there who is experiencing the speed of the limit through its own gravity.
City, nature, painting, skiing.
The sky is vast, the sun and moon, the vast universe, find their own position
This moment of life, the side of the world
The intersection of time and space constitutes our life.