Commment
人間が自ら選んで着る服から始まって外側から一枚一枚、そして身体を一層一層、心の内をめくり剥がしていくと、いったい何が見えてくるのだろうと思い制作している。偽らない、繕わない最後に残るものは何なのか。人に聞けば済むところを、自分で答えを探し求めなければ気がおさまらなくなったばかりにこうして日々作業が続く。作ることでほんの少し腑に落ちる・・・その連続である。
I’ve been looking for
something that does not deceive us, disguising itself in false appearance. What can we see, if we tear away outer
garments one by one？
Starting from the clothes we choose to wear, and then going into the
inside of our body deeper and deeper, we keep on tearing away what’s in
there, one stratum and then another.
What is the last thing we can see there? Asking myself thus, I am engaged in my work. Someone is there to answer my question, of
course. But I feel I must find the
answer by myself. By producing a piece
of work, I get some understanding. A
bit. Bit by bit. An endless repetition.
TEXT フレーベルの庭ー指田容史子の表現をめぐって
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