Stars, the sun, the moon, mountains, forests, rivers, cities, and people—colors.

If I were to set a dramatic moment within a painting in motion, I would choose not moving images, but an expression that remains unmistakably analog.

If the vague yet ceaselessly shifting scenes within my mind were to take on physical form, they would descend from the distant sky into the city—bridging the mind and the body, so often estranged from one another, and perhaps, too, connecting the self with others.

The city and its people become the colors that give shape to everyday life.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　—From the colore – Irodori pamphlet