Somewhere I once read that Komorebi (the sunlight filtering through the leaves of trees – the Japanese have a special word for it, which does not exist elsewhere) is, for the everyday Japanese person, like the scent of freshly washed clothes in summer or sunlight streaming through a café window. It doesn’t “mean” anything – it simply is. Nothing describes better what is missing in our contemporary society and what I aim to convey through my work.
Komorebi No.2, 105 x 130 cm
















