I see the curses of people, someone attempt to cover it up today but it will be painted again tomorrow.

A sore that never heals. The world is full of misery and devastation beyond repair.

All things are becoming tangled, complicated, a turbulent situation.

What is the reason behind existence?

The surveillance of society is an obscure anxiety.

I can’t escape from such a world, I must face it as an artist, as a Japanese person, as a woman.

I have come to the chaos of New York City to make art. Every day I wake up with different songs and different dreams.

For this project I am projecting my dreams and subconscious mind into the translucent screen.

I think all things consist of multiple aspects, and I am willingly trying to understand how they look.