This was taken in Hida Takayama. I was sixteen year’s old and traveled alone for the first time. Hot and languid summer. The quiet face opposite to my feeling.

At the pottery walk way in Tokoname City, Aichi. I went there with the members of photographic club of high school. You might see some distinctive texture of a monochrome photograph. It seems as if this ceramic raccoon dog were alive.

During the regular exam period at high school, to escape from the reality, I often took pictures of still life in my room. For example, I displayed some stationaries like an art objects, sometimes I took a picture of my own knitting hands. I find it very difficult to take a photo of my own hands.