MIZU (water) changes shape and goes around heaven and earth.
It began to rain, to the river, to the sea, to the clouds.
Is not our soul like water?
It is transparent, dyed red or sometimes glows black like darkness.
The body is a soul vessel like a glass filled with red water.
While changing to any shape, it is a vessel of cell that is broken.
While cheating such a question, we went through the forest, the dunes, the cliffs of the beach, etc. around the seasons of coming back and put the sparkle of the moment that “live” produces into the camera.
Our Japanese have cultivated their culture in a close and delicate connection with nature.
You find out the sensitivity and resonance born from here in a single instrument with rare sensuality.