introduction

BAMBOO grows everywhere in Asia.

I go in BAMBOO forest,
cut BAMBOO, chop and tear,
bend and dry, plane and polish・・・

I make lines of BAMBOO.

I make.... but, I just follow the lines BAMBOO already has in them.
Lines appear in my hands.

Lines are never straight, never same.

bamboo lines talk to me.
I connect lines together,

Then forms appear...


I make spaces with bamboo lines.
for me, spaces mean places people can be in.

I want people to walk around or stay inside of my works,
not only to see from distance,

I wish people to enjoy my works with whole of their bodies.

When an audience moves, my works also move.
My work could be different for each audience.


Though appearances I make are depends on projects,
I always want to express same things.

supple form of nature,
endless stream of lives.

It changes all the time, never stays same.
There is no beginning, no ending.
Everything are connected.