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The shelled seeds gathered from Ai (Japanese Indigo) that was planted in my field last year.
If you put them in between your palms and give them a rub, you would see the seeds appear that resemble black sesame.

If every person has something called a “desire”, I have a desire to preserve the colour of plants and to surround myself with them.
Sweet flowers, lovely berries, swaying grass in the wind and lush tree leaves. I want to keep them as they are at this moment.
All this time, the desire has driven me to dye threads with plants and weaving them into a form of cloth.

In this spring, my daughter finished a nursery school and had embarked on the new stage to start an elementary school.
The joy to see her grow into a school girl, and the loneliness to realise the end of her babyhood whom I was able to hold completely in my arms.
The colour of Sakura* which is pink mixed with grey, perfectly matches with my mixed feelings.

The snow scene that would tighten my fully-loosened body.