[Participating in the '92 Yonago Sculpture Symposium]
Miscellaneous feelings
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It's been a month since the symposium was over, but I'm still so full and tired that I can't put it into words.

It was my first time to visit Yonago, so I wanted to enjoy the Sanin climate to some extent, but I was chased by the round trip between the inn and the venue without fail for a day, and on the final day I was only for my own production. I thought that I came to Yonago.

It seems that it was hot everywhere this summer, but the heat of Yonago has come. On the second day of production, I started to have blister on my arm, and I was in a hurry to wear long sleeves.

The work is delicate. From the perspective of a third party, you may think that the work is only for the artist, but the work never reflects only the artist who created it. The work at the symposium will meet various people, especially during the production period, and will be created through the interaction with those people, so if there is no encounter with those people, the work will never exist.

In particular, my work is to work while talking to stones, so the shape of the work changes steadily depending on the environment at that time. "Nama LIFE 92" is a form that was made possible because I met many people at the symposium and received help.

We would like to thank all of you who have worked hard toward the common goal of installing sculptures in front of the Cultural Hall, although they are in different positions. I couldn't do any sightseeing trips, but I think I received more joy and gifts.

The last day was probably sentimental, and thank you to the inn's aunt who took the trouble to see me off even though I left the inn in the middle of the night because of my selfishness to go home while looking at the starry sky. It was a symposium that was supported by people's feelings until the end.