An evening scene moving toward nightfall. As time shifts in the blink of an eye, my gaze is drawn to the sky. I saw a wind as if it were returning home to the sky. And I felt that I was traveling with it, too.
By recalling and drawing, as if piecing fragments together, an image that exists between presence and absence comes into view.
This work is born from the mingling of fragmentary memories lying dormant within me and the present moment that gathers them through its own lens; in a sense, it has drifted away from existence itself, revealing the aura of the landscape as it is.
