The landscape of bleak wilderness, primitive scarecrows standing still in the fields, and the drifts washed ashore and abandoned on the fiercely windy beach...

Those existences that are washed away and vanish in the current of times sometimes strikingly catch our eyes in the gentle daily life.
Such "strange existences" that make remarkable contrast of light and shadow to the materially satisfied happiness of the present day.
To correspond to the sorrows and fierce rages radiated from such strange existences' souls is a theme of my artworks.

In the westering sun, showing my back which drags floating feeling,solitude and the senses of loss behind, I walk on becoming myself one of such "strange existences."
　 And those feel attracted in looking at the back side of life may pursue me...
I find importance in making such expressions.