Yasuhiro Onishi 大西泰弘 (Japanese, b. 1986, Tokyo, Japan) - A Line On The Landscape Paintings: Acrylics on Plywood

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Yasuhiro Onishi 大西泰弘 (Japanese, b. 1986, Tokyo, Japan) - A Line On The Landscape Paintings: Acrylics on Plywood
“Some moment when the moon was blood / Then surely I was born;”
— G.K. Chesterton, from “The Donkey,” written c. September 1910
“A lake became an ocean to me. Both grass and sand. Both water and sun. Both familiar and distant. Both. Both is good. As good as the sun shining on your back.”
— T.R.E.D, EMS
“Let’s lie very still and quiet and hold each other and not think at all.”
— Ernest Hemingway
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take a breath, spit out the blood in your mouth, and get back up on your feet. you still got a couple of motherfuckers to prove wrong.
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“A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.”
— Hermann Hesse (Bäume. Betrachtungen und Gedichte)
through the march fog
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