hideonakane / Works

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core. 　　

He disappeared in the dead of winter:
The brooks were frozen, the airports almost deserted,
And snow disfigured the public statues;
The mercury sank in the mouth of the dying day.
What instruments we have agree
The day of his death was a dark cold day

forget-me-not (lead) / 2019
acrylic on paper
415x625x25mm (each)

tree, snow / 2019
toy, water
φ100x110mm