Before it becomes words,
I depict things that stand out.
What I found in the silence────
What did you feel when you first saw that painting?
Honestly, I couldn't put it into words right away.
But—
It's not that there are flashy colors.
There isn't a strong message to appeal to.
And yet, I stopped walking.
It was quiet.
Something inside me
Maybe it rang out of nowhere.
But within that quietness,
I definitely felt that "something" was alive.
Colors that blur with light
A sudden sense of wind blowing through
The "blank space" that cannot be touched
Every time their position changes, the work quietly shifts its expression.
The closer you get, the more it feels as if the doors to distant memories gently open.
There are no words of strong appeal to him.
──The Silence of Silence
But deep inside, there was certainly a sense of "fluctuation."
Even if you look away, you still want to look again.
Every time I looked ahead, I heard a different sound.
Drawn line
While painted
The space stripped away────
Everything
Before words can be put into words
It is shrouded in a quiet aura.
Not yet
even that
They are being denied.
Today is overflowing with words and meanings,
Maybe that's why────.
Suddenly, someone standing next to me stood frozen on the back—
That silence can sometimes convey a stronger and clearer "feeling" than words.
Ah, now we have the same thing.
Maybe they're "listening."
ENAMI's art is less about showing off,
── Things that resonate with each other.
What kind of sounds will be heard among those who see it?
I believe that lingering aftertaste is the completion of a work.
Within things with form,
When a silent melody dwells
────A quiet conversation has begun.