Tsunami break out everything.
The people talked "This house is not house I want to come back my
home"
Any way I had visit the old town when I was driving the new road.
I lived that place almost 65years ago and I forget just that tame,
but some memory rose again. At last I could find out the house.
It was the wander function of the brain.
Lost House nylon fiber beads lead Rise Memory house cotton linen cloth another mixed cloth |
performance art by K.A.N.A she came from tokyo 8gests are enjoyed 2mats tearoom |