Yuko Bito “The quiet breathing of a nameless forest”

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This event has ended.

When she closes her eyes,
what comes into her mind is
the nameless forest where she always played as a child.

In the spring it was filled with flowers; in the summer bamboos rustled;
in the autumn the leaves turned red and gold; and in the winter it was covered in snow.

The ever-changing colors, scents and sounds of the forest in Gujo, Gifu.
The moss that had long covered the land,
and herself, surrounded by all of nature…
The forest is the definitive origin of her creativity.

The quest breading of nameless forest.

The scenes of the forest still flicker in her mind
as she attempts to recreate them in the distant city of New York.
There, the small forest will embrace you.