One afternoon in front of the train station, I saw a young man smoking his cigarette and whispering die die die… I thought, “This guy is mentally sick!” And also I thought, “What a difficult world we live in!”.
I accepted his whispers as a voice of protest against society, and created this series of artworks.
The morning Dawn is strange, it’s always the same sun, but the color is entirely different by the place, air temperature, weather, etc. The same way we are in each different place in this world and we are living each person’s life with different happiness and troubles.
We feel healed and encouraged when we see the morning dawn. I hope people who saw this work will feel like being cheered up like when people see the morning dawn.