紙には方向性が無い。
何処までも続いていくようで、そこにただ留まっていたりもする。

そんな静かで無機質な紙の、すべる・舞う・折れる・くしゃくしゃになる・・・動きの要素をピックアップし、平面〜立体への動きを身体でなぞり摸倣する。
そこに立ち昇ってくる匂いや熱を炙り出す。

Paper has no direction.
It seems to go on forever, but sometimes it just stays there.

I pick up the elements of movement of such quiet and inorganic paper, such as sliding, flying, folding, crumpling, etc., and trace and imitate the movement from two-dimensional to three-dimensional with my body.
I sear out the smell and heat that rises there.