Kaho Mine

Alice goes alone. She opens the doors like she let her legs do the leading and she finds various houses by various people. This work expresses the landscape or the figure of love that we're keen from the bottoms of our hearts, with(using) various images and motifs.

Now a grown woman, I sit on the train recollecting my childhood. That morning field baking in the sun. Making one bamboo-leaf boat after the other. The smoke from the fireworks spreading like a thick fog. And to those memories I say, "Welcome back."