Marilyn Monroe マリリン・モンロー

(Left) The little village on the far mountainside was already out of sight, and spring was coming around again. The grape trees were like large ailing snakes creeping under the coping stones of the wall. A brown light moved about in the tepid air. The void created by the selfsame every day is likely to chop down even the young trees that were left behind. In this everyday life, a thicket of trees protrudes like a boulder. (Right) The village I lived in has never been thought of as so small. The sun showed itself. The tall poplar forest looks like a beach being blown about by the wind. I grow dizzy just watching that seamless succession. If I can manage to get drunk on this succession of unchanging days, I can also grow to feel like I have taken down an elephant or snake. He differentiated things in this way, like a fluttering butterfly.

OKAZAKI Kenjiro

Comic Ⅲ

KOMAI Tetsuro

Girl

MURAI Masanari

Works of Saito Yoshishige, an Album

SAITO Yoshishige

Ki (6)

YOSHIDA Katsuro

Graves of the Unknown Soldiers

KUSAMA Yayoi

Tick It, Tock It, Turn It True [from "The Blue Guitar"]

HOCKNEY, David

Plants in the Entrance [Wataridori Keikaku, "Fukagawa Journey Series"]

TAKEUCHI　Akiko

Pose

UCHIDA Haruyuki

[Plan, Dec.19]

MIKI Tomio

Pastoral

Ay-O

Man

ASAZUMA Jiro

Newton

MARUYAMA Naofumi