My journey into the past took me past the year 1979, when I discovered a gap in my life, and into my childhood. This is the end of the exhibition. This is not only a retrospective exhibition, but also a picture book about imaginary art engineering, and I hope that the book itself will function as an imaginary circuit.
There is a belief that consciousness is merely a phenomenon associated with brain activity, and that it has no effect on brain activity whatsoever. That may be true, but if you say that, you can also say the exact opposite. The physical activity of the brain is merely an accompanying phenomenon of consciousness. What is certain is that the real and the imaginary are both dear to us. That's why art that requires their cooperation is so wonderful.
We can engage with the world in an imaginary direction. Therefore, it is not so far-fetched to think that a rock can be moved by a thought. For example, if we write that thought on a sign saying, "Please move this rock," there is a good chance that someone will move it someday. The significance of the imaginary is a small rebellion and wish against the real. Now, let's think about the bright future of humanity. If the theory of evolution had only the realistic dynamics of the weak and the strong, then the inhabitants of the world would continue to deteriorate and become nothing but cunning devils. However, denying such an outcome and envisioning an alternative, kinder future in our minds, i.e., the dynamics of the imaginary, is certainly at work in our world.
Usually, we live our lives without recalling much of the past.
However, I feel that memories become more intense the further away they are.
Is there any experience more amazing than being born into this world and having your first contact with the world?
Once upon a time, the ground was much closer than it is now.
An amazing world. Floors! Curtains! Stairs! Stoves! Lawn! Boots!
What could be a better gift?
Archaic
