"Historians can't sum up my life," said Taro-san, showing me a box of papers. In general Taro-san is in New York, but a few times a year he comes back to Sado. One day when he was on Sado, he showed me a number of his drawings in the box which he had just found at home. They were the works he concentrated on when he was in his twenties.
His drawings seem something like a scribble of a little child or like a trace of natural phenomenon. It seems simple, but nobody could make it as he did. He experienced a kind of brake throw after drawing a thousand of pieces when he was young.
Among the bunch of papers, there were some drawings of a nude. It was wonderful for they were in between of abstract and concrete, remaining the shape of the model vaguely.
"Critiques would never know what had happened inside of me from those works." What he said makes me feel that it is an artist who makes efforts to open a new way which nobody has ever walked. The way he lives challenges me.
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