Be close to becoming an elephant

I continue to create, as if to touch, to trace, to examine, with hot feverish hands, or cold callous hands, or frightened shriveled hands, carefully, or roughly, the outline and boundaries of existing, being, and drawing.

The world is a monster; it is tangible, and it is intangible. Life, death, time, space—while shuddering at the ‘outside’ that stands before our eyes, his will continues to fight and stand up just before becoming swallowed. The swarm of immense amount of paintings, drawings, words, books and videos, born as an abrasion between this outside and his will, reconstructs the world itself.

（Mitsuhiro Ikeda）