A Japanese home in the days when there were no electric lights. A single Japanese candle is lit in the darkness, The darkness, the light within. And the beauty that comes out when Japanese paper or lacquerware is placed in dim light. I was deeply touched by the aesthetic sense that emerged from the space with limited visibility.

　While living in a blacksmith's house, I began to notice the beauty and splendor of Japan's unique materials. Using washi paper to express his works, or combining iron and lacquer, they fit in perfectly with his life. What we feel and think changes day by day as life and nature are connected and familiar. Meanwhile, he learns that there is a lacquer tree called Grape Haze in Wakayama. Today, there are very few manufacturers of Japanese candles made from hazy wax. It will be irresistibly attracted and the day will come soon.

　When I lit a Japanese candle for the first time, I saw the flame flickering even though there was no wind. It seemed as if the creature was breathing, and I stared intently at it. When the candle was about to burn out, it exploded for a moment as if to breathe again. The fire quietly dwindled, leaving only a corpse-like ash.

　It looks like humans, animals, and plants are alive. like life itself. I even felt admiration for the cleanliness, as if nothing had disappeared. I wished to create a shape without artificiality like this. Like things that live in the natural world, just a form to live. A world born out of darkness.