（続き）
The music used for the slides was
Stan Magendanz
Cracent blum
SoundCloud
Tube-top dress.
The jacquard-style pattern is clouds. At first glance, however, it looked like a map of a multi-island sea.
Looking up at the way the shredded clouds spread across the sky, I have indeed imagined each one of them as an island and fantasised about which island would be the right one for me. Even if there were so many islands, I would live alone on a small island and never sail to any of them. Why is it, on the contrary, that all the inhabitants of the archipelago, large and small, do not think of leaving the island where they were born and raised, just like me? At least in my fantasies, I would like to think that there is happy interaction between people, while maintaining a reasonable distance.
It is strange that, although I know that clouds are water that rides on rising currents and does not fall to the ground, I sometimes think of islands and sometimes see them as giant sculptures. I think about touching it, lying on it, walking through the valleys and peaks.
Since I have stopped walking at dusk, I can only recall the summer clouds, reddening in the western sun, from my memories of the past.
I can see the cloud peaks collapsing and distant thunder flashing.
Perhaps it is because I have a silicone doll weighing over 20 kg standing and watching the scene.
I have to weigh myself against the danger most of the time, but I just admire the beauty that comes with the risk.
チューブトップのドレス。
ジャガード風の模様は、雲。しかし一見した際、多島海の地図に見えた。
空一面に千切れ雲が広がる様を見上げて、確かに、一つ一つを島に擬え、私なら、どの島が相応しいか、空想に耽ったことがある。こんなに、沢山の島があっても、私は小さな島で一人で暮らし、どれかへ船出することもなく一生を終える気がする。それどころか多島海の住人は、皆、大なり小なり、私同様、生まれ育った島を出てみようとは考えない気がするのは何故なのか。せめて空想の中では、適度な距離を保ちながら、人と人との幸せな交流があると考えたいのに。
雲は上昇気流に乗って、地上には落ちて来ない水だと分かっていても、或る時は島を想い、また巨大な造形物として見てしまうのも、不思議な気がする。手に触れ、その上に寝ころび、谷や峰を歩くことを考えてしまう。
夕暮れの散歩を止めてしまったから、西日を受けて赤く染まる夏雲の姿は、これまでの記憶の中から、呼び覚ますしかない。
雲の峰が崩れ、遠雷の光る様が目に浮かぶ。
20㎏超のシリコンドールを立たせて、眺めているからだろうか。
危ういことは大概にして、自重しなければならないのだが、リスクを伴う美しさにただ見惚れていた。
