2026 · 3m · ★ 0.0
The cicada, an insect that I always associate with Japanese summers spent with family, has become a symbol of comfort for me. Its presence evokes a sense of belonging. Its sounds a constant companion as I navigate life in the sweltering summer heat. Much like my own existence, the life cycle of a cicada is marked by uncertainty and obstacles, yet the insect persists, following its intuition. The unpredictability of printmaking mirrors these experiences, ultimately portraying the inexhaustibility and beauty of life.
The Blue Arrow
1985·7.0
