I feel a kind of gravity in green, a pleasant inside-outness as a part of my mind meanders into the mossscape. Careening fissures between cloud-like forests of moss. Silent stones that tower and teem with stories that are just outside of our knowing. Spires shooting up, tipped with the miniscule flowers and leaves of the many, many micro plants that live here. Occasionally, a small wanderer passes the path, pausing a moment at a drop of dew. 

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What a waste it would be to watch the world go by and never wonder about those small wild things. I enjoy thinking of an idea I heard the name of first in Japanese language studies, but one that certainly can be felt by nature-lovers around the world - 八百万の神 "The eight-million gods".

 

This phrase does not literally mean that there are eight million gods , but rather that there are an uncountable number of gods dwelling within all things of nature. From the massive mountains sitting in the distance, to the passing pebbles on the walking path.

 

If there were really a small god in all things, then my work would be a shrine to them. In them, may you rediscover the small wanderer in yourself.

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I studied studio art formally at Tufts University/School of the SMFA, and as a government funded research student through the Japanese Ministry at the Tokyo University of the Arts. 

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I am currently working and living in Massachusetts, USA. 

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