Niku
二玖
I grew up with smelling industrial oils and listening to machine noises of a factory in a small town surrounded by mountains. My earlier memories when I was little are muggy and repulsively ugly. A torn and scattered disposed mannequin in a vacant lot, a dog in two pieces, a smell of death, a strange movie poster, glaring eyes and yelling mother. There is a feeling of dizziness and a smell of death under a hot, humid gleaming summer sun implanted deep inside of me.
My paintings are the reflection of the release from feelings, memories, words that are unable to processed and keep smoldering within me, from something personal to events in the society, A small or large something I associated and/or my own. These are all lovable, funny and defective.
I paint and transmit the true world I see through my own filters after ruminated number of times in my mind. The color of the filters are red, black and white.
This is the way I associate with my world and the way I communicate.
I use ballpoint pen and acrylic gouache. I choose them so I can truly reflect my mind the way I view.
Words by the gallery
She was born and raised in Yamanashi prefercture near Mt.Fuji. After graduating from Yokohama College of Art and Design she has been very active having solo exhibitions and being a part of themed art exhibitions since 2013. She utilizes ballpoint pens and Acryl Gouche with her skillful graphic touch. The illusionary mourning world with darkness she creates are a true essence of fear and terror of young girls’ inner emotions. They are oozed out from her solitude, loneliness and struggle against surrounding world. Despite the dark world she creates, the girls are cute and seductive behind her mischievous smile. Thier eyes are trying to tell you something. That something desperately need to be understood. She wants you to understand and embrace her feelings.
