Fixed Window-series

◉About “Fixed Window-series”

What kind of world lies beyond the window you see?

Sometimes I close my eyes and drift toward the scenery reflected in your gaze.

I try to imagine the colors, the shapes —

the solitude, the hope, the hollow spaces,

the happiness and despair that live within it.

And as I imagine, I reach for your pain.There are moments when another’s sorrow seeps beneath my fragile skin,and I no longer know whether it belongs to you or to me.

Someone’s pain slips quietly under my skin,softening, widening — so slowly that my own outline begins to fade.

The landscape I see and the world mirrored in your eyes will never meet, no matter how I struggle.That truth aches within me,and yet, only a quiet stillness keeps falling into my heart like snow.

In the fixed window, the world bends softly,every boundary dissolving into light,showing me the same dream again and again —a dream that will never open.

From that sealed window,I gaze at the world only I can see,quietly, alone.