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The motif of these paintings are related to Japan.
The song of shonan
33.3 x 24.2 x 2 cm oil on canves The ocean can be seen from Shonan, Japan. I used Japanese leaves and sand from the lake Hanka in Spassk-Dal’nii, Russia. I wanted to express that hope will reach to people who are heartbroken at the tragedy in Ukaraine, from Shonan, the nearest ocean from my city.
33.3 x 24.2 x 2 cm Oil on canvas This landscape can be seen from Hakone, Japan. You can see beautiful Mt. Fuji from Lake Ashinoko with the Hakone shrine. Hokusai also made his work of this place. Kunstkamera museum in Saint Petersburg, Russia has a photo of this place. I wanted to paint this place loved by people for a long time.
Nobody answers in the moonlight
72.7 x 60.6 x 2 cm, oil on canvas I sometimes question the moon. Nobody answers. The moon never promises that the wish will come true. Even so, I will throw out a question. The full moon, you are beautiful and never promise. The bewitching moonlight may urge me to question the moon. A Japanese poet Miki Rafu wrote a similar poem to my feelings: “Why are they so white. Nobody answers in the moonlight” He wrote it about 100 years ago. I found the spirit has not changed.
All are born, live and die for others
Why are creatures born, live and die? A monk and author Jakucho Setouchi answered in her book. “You were born for other people.” All animals and plants would be born to be eaten by others in the end. When a planet dies, it breaks, and the broken pieces would be part of other planets. The earth could have the same theory of the life and death as the universe. Old Japanese said that spirits are the stars in the universe. “When I end up my life in the Solar System, which galaxy am I going next……
2018, 100 x 160.4cm, Oil on canvas The sky is beautiful as always. Even though such a sad moment came to our life, the sun rises in the morning and the clouds shine over the ocean. Faraway stars and the moon deliver the transitory brilliance at night. The work painted by the Japanese who was interned in the Soviet Union also had the beautiful night sky in Siberia. cherish the sensibility. Because the ability to find the light in the agony could be the only deep sensibility…
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