[Daily Life/Off the Record Exhibition Linked Project] Toshiyuki Kajioka's Text Sketches

■ Toshuyuki KAJIOKA
Silver light shining on the jet black matière. The first installation of Japanese paintings in the "Daily Life/" series.

■ Text sketch by Toshiyuki Kajioka
 
On my usual way home at dusk, I sit by the water and gaze at the shapeless surface of the water, and gradually I feel as if my body is becoming a part of the scenery.
 
As the sun goes behind the mountains and the surrounding temperature starts to drop, I forget how to maintain my shape and disappear into the landscape.
 
In the darkness of the night, enveloped in something nostalgic, amidst fear and relief, I feel as if the space around me is expanding infinitely.
 
In the dark cold of the night,
As I sat by the river and gazed upon the dark current,
Before my eyes, a black wave filled with loneliness
It appears from the darkness and disappears into the darkness.
 
It has taken the day away from me,
Leaving the peace of the night behind.
 
 
In the cold darkness of the night, I become one with the water's surface and return to silence.
 
 
The water's surface sinking into darkness severs the connection with the surface and directs one's attention inward.
Inward-directed consciousness dissolves the shell along with the rippling surface of the water.
Having lost its shell, the self becomes one with the outside world in the darkness where nothing can be seen or heard, and returns to silence.
 
 
The surface of the water in my hometown is a primordial landscape for me. The lights of the town on the opposite bank sway gently on the surface of the water, and the uncertain light and darkness on the surface of the water seem to speak of the transience of life.
 
In the cold, dark air of the night, I sat by the river and gazed upon the dark current. Before my eyes, a black wave filled with loneliness
It appears from the darkness and disappears into the darkness.
It takes the day away from me and leaves the rest of the night behind.
 
 
While watching the whirlpools that appear and disappear as they are influenced by the current at the riverside,
I feel like I have come to understand that all things exist within relationships.
 
 
The surface of the river at the mouth of the river gently undulates at night, with seawater and freshwater mixing together, making the swell denser and leading you into deep darkness.
 
 
The time when everything stops moving. At the lakeside of the dam, a tense atmosphere flowed, as if I had entered a gap in time. At that moment, I felt as if I had slipped out of the flow of time, entered a space with neither past nor future, and my body felt the whole world.
 
 
Standing by the pond, where I could sense the faint sound of waves moving in the darkness, I felt as if the slow, even waves that spun time were quietly whispering to me, incessantly.
 
 
Various things influence each other, intertwine, move, and form that moment. That form can only exist at that moment.