ๅนดไปฝ๏ผ2002/2021
ๅชๆ๏ผ็็ฆ้ผ็ดใ็็ฆๆค ใAlcantara้ป็ท
ๅฐบๅฏธไพ็ฉบ้่ๅฎ
่ฃฝไฝ่ดๅฉ: Alcantara S.p.A.
Courtesy: KENJI TAKI GALLERY, Nagoya/ Tokyo
ใไนๆญฒๆ๏ผๆๅฎถ้ๅฃ็ผ็ไบไธๅ ด็ซ็ฝใ
็ฟๆฅ๏ผไธๅฐ้ผ็ดๅญค้ถ้ถ็ๅบ็พๅจๅฑๅค๏ผๅ จ่บซ็ๅฐ็ฆ้ป๏ผ็่ตทไพๅป็พ้บๆดๅไปฅๅพใ
ไธ็จฎ็กๅฏ่จๅป็้้ปๅฃ็ฝฉ่ๆ๏ผๅจๆฅไธไพ็ๅนพๅคฉ่ฃก๏ผๅช่ฆไธ่ๅฐ็ชๅค้ฃไพ็็็ฆๅณ๏ผๆๅฐฑๆๆๅฐ่ชๅทฑ็่ฒ้ณ่ฎๅพๆจก็ณๆฒ้ฌฑใ
ๆไบไบ็ฉๆทฑๆทฑๆฒๅ ฅๆ็ๅฟๅบ๏ผๆไบๅ็ก่ซๅค้บผๅชๅๅ่ฉฆ๏ผไน้ฃไปฅ็ฉ่ณชๆ่ช่จ็ๅฝขๅผๆๆๅ ถๆจฃ่ฒใ
ไฝๅฎๅๅปๆฏๆฒๆๅฝข้ซ็ๅญๅจ๏ผไธๅฆ้้ญใ
่ถๆณ่ๅฎๅ๏ผๅฎๅ็่ฒ้ณๅฐฑ่ถๅพๅฟๅบๆถๅคฑ๏ผๅ ถๅญๅจไน่ถ็ผๆธ ๆฐ่็ขบๅฏฆใใ
Year: 2002/2021
Medium: burnt piano, burnt chair, Alcantara black thread
Dimensions variable
Production Support: Alcantara S.p.A.
Courtesy: KENJI TAKI GALLERY, Nagoya/ Tokyo
โWhen I was nine, there was a fire at the house next to ours.
The next day, there was a piano sitting outside the house. Scorched until it was jet black, it seemed an even more beautiful symbol than before.
An ineffable silence came over me, and over the next few days, whenever the window blew that burning smell into our house, I could feel my voice start to cloud over.
There are things that sink deep into the recesses of my mind, and others that fail to take either a physical or verbal form, no matter how hard you try.
But they exist as souls without a tangible form.
The more you think about them, the more their sounds disappear from my mind, and the more tangible their existence becomes.โ
