We generate our own environment. We get exactly what we deserve.
–from “ONE” by Richard Bach
Is this a world we really desire?
Is there any ideal world somewhere else?
What do we do there?
What kind of scenery can we see there?
This series was born from a quiet moment of loss.
After losing someone important, I found myself often thinking:
“Is this really the world we deserve?”
In these works, I imagine a parallel world—not as an escape, but as a gentle possibility. Another version of life. A world where mismatched elements coexist, and strange colors find unexpected harmony when viewed from afar.
The everyday world around us may seem chaotic, but it holds a mysterious balance—just like memory, just like grief.
Through these artworks, I want to share the moment when the world, even in its disorder, begins to feel a little wider. A little softer.