Chapter 1, "Beautiful Things," is a new proposition following the introduction, "Who am I?”.
Influenced by Sei Shonagon's The Pillow Book, this is a theme that depicts what I think is beautiful in Japan mainly through my own eyes and heart. Although the theme seems broad and shallow at first glance, "beautiful things" also means "things that must not be forgotten,"
a deep theme that requires a very delicate sensibility. I think this is a theme that is definitely useful for my oversensitive and perfectionist personality, which is one of my own complexes.
Sei Shonagon's The Pillow Book allows us to feel and read "Beautiful thing_うつくしきもの" ( meaning " adorable" ) in the Heian period (794-1185) in which she lived. This work has greatly changed the image of ancient Japanese literature, which appears to be difficult to understand.

As mentioned above, " Beautiful thing_うつくしきもの " refers to the meaning of "adorable," but I have replaced it written in hiragana character with the kanji character for "beautiful things_美しきもの" so that it means beautiful things in plural form.
We can sense from many works and books that people in the past have had a very rich and precious sensitivity. On the other hand, I feel that modern people have lost a great deal of this sensitivity. I believe that one of the main reasons for this is because we have become more like robots, more dependent on convenient things, and more and more distant from nature.
Since my childhood, I have always felt a sense of great sadness and disappointment at the lack of sensitivity of the people around me. I was often involved with people who were much older than me, including my grandparents, and I was able to keep my sensitive and rich sensibilities with me. However, it was difficult for people of my generation, my parents' generation, schoolteachers, and others who were relatively close in age to understand me. One of the factors was that I experienced many things, good and bad, at an early age, and although it developed as part of my complex, I now believe that it was also a necessary experience.
Lack of sensitivity is something that should not be forgotten and is a beautiful thing. Lack may sound like it was not there from the beginning, but all people are born with it. We just forget it.
We have gradually forgotten through this biased and cramped accumulation of capitalistic thinking, the way the world works, our growing dependence on convenience, and a narrow perspective that is trapped by physical values and only believes in what we can see.

And it is my opinion that a rich sensitivity is the most important thing to live as a human being.
In fact, with the current great lack of rich sensitivity, don't we all have unfulfilled hearts?
Like zombies in a movie, all people seem to be in the state of being as good as dead, just because they appear to be alive. And the unfulfilled hearts are manifested in words, behaviors, and thoughts, and when people with unfulfilled hearts gather from one person to ten, ten to a hundred, and then tens of thousands of people, the result is a sterile conflict.
I have great pity for souls pretending to be fulfilled. I believe that a lot of people have never had their hearts filled properly, and thus do not know or understand true smiles or true connection. And because they don't know, they feel fear and dislike it as a foreign substance.
I myself am one of those who have never been properly satisfied, and that is why I am trying to recover my forgotten sensitivity in this way.
Not only do I feel sad or disappointed about the lack of sensitivity, but I also feel a great sense of crisis as a human being. I would like to work on pieces that will remind us of our "rich sensitivity," such as the miraculous and special feeling of being alive, the smell of the seasons, and the essential freedom and happiness that is not bound by physical things.