paper, Sumi, Pigment
The time when the air precipitated at night starts to move anew. 365 days, whole one year, the same morning will never come again. But it is always equal to everyone, that shows the beginning of the day. Morning footprints dancing innumerably on one truth. Its footprints, which are different every morning, settle the lush, fresh, pale world into the screen with minimal effort. All people are different, equal to all people. The footsteps of the morning where all people spend bright today.
- Sei Yamazaki