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:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "A Day of Reading Light — Before the Southern Magnolia" The self grows thin. The world grows luminous. What are you reading? A flower. A memory. A sediment of time. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Stilllife #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism

Or something sleeping within yourself. To read the light is not to understand the world. It is to become transparent enough for the world to appear. Perhaps the Pure Land is not elsewhere. Perhaps it begins there. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Settling into the Unstable — Toward the Side of What Falls" #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

The real is already changing. A falling nut, a hand, a fading contour. I do not seek to possess. I follow the movement by which things become other things. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Only for Those Who Pass Beneath the Ego Tree — While the Afterglow Still Holds" #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

Trans-surrealism is the world seen after perception shifts. Beneath the Ego tree, names fall away. Fragrance arrives before meaning. ‘Arazome’ is the colour of time almost becoming light. To remember this is enough. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Toward the Low Place 　Unseen by Anyone” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

All things exist in a state of flux. Form is never fixed, but continuously dissolves into other forms. The decaying irises by the water resist stable definition: fiber, wire, stone, membrane, light. Matter loses its boundaries and enters a process of quiet transformation. #TransSurrealist

This work approaches nature not as an image to be observed, but as a site where distinctions between body, material, and environment begin to collapse. Toward the low place — where all things flow, unseen. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “A Clock Without Hands — Why I Don’t Take the Next Bus” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

The day I lost my destination. Buses arrive and depart. It is not that I chose not to board— the meaning of boarding had already dissolved. This work traces a quiet detachment from the modern regime of time— from the chain of means and ends, from measured continuity. #TransSurrealist #Inspiration

Meaning dissolves before action begins. The boundary between self and world flickers, then fades. This is not a dream, but a waking prior to thought— where sensation leads, and the skin knows. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Trans-Surrealism: not the unconscious revealed, but perception itself in transformation. Time does not pass. It drifts. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Petrichor of New Verdure: An Unnamed Peripheral Map” Deep within the pink shadow, new verdure holds its breath. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

Nothingness is not absence. It is the force that splits existence open — a condition from which freedom leaks, quietly, through the cracks. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

The soles of the feet sink into the ground. At the same time, the crown is drawn upward into an unseen sky. Up and down begin to lose their difference. Gravity pulls in both directions. The body remains, suspended — neither rising nor falling. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Petrichor is the scent released when rain meets earth. It belongs to neither. It exists only in their contact. This work, too, dwells in such an interval — before naming, before separation. To be unnamed is not to be absent. It is to remain at the threshold, where every form is still possible.

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “The Fullness of Leaving Nothing Behind: An Atlas of the Unnameable” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

“Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.” Fragments remain, not broken, but unclaimed— suspended at the threshold of meaning, where sense has not yet hardened into form. Outside the language game, they flicker— not as signals, but as presences. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Before naming, before meaning, before being— there is a soft excess. Not yet anything, and therefore not lacking— already spilling, already more than can be said. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Spring of Subject-Object Undivided — An Apocalyptic Return” Spring is not renewal. It is a quiet return: form loosening into matter, matter into the unbounded. #Surrealism #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #Geist

Apocalypse— not destruction,but the unveiling. Petals undone,wires drifting, everything drawn into what has no edge. The seer becomes the seen,until neither remains. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Not an ending— but a threshold where beginning and ending pass through each other unnoticed. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Spring Where Contours Unravel, Into the Light” Spring is not a return to what was — it is the moment form rises again, lighter, already unraveling. #Surrealism #Photography #Art #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist

The wire does not define a boundary — it reveals its uncertainty. Self and world intertwine. Borders are, by nature, porous. Shadow loses its weight and discloses the openness of existence. Spring is the delicate event in which being passes into the light. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Optical Transmission: The Void of an Unprimed Idea” Spring light does not confirm existence. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

A magnolia kobus petal, in opening, surrenders infinite possibility. In an era where the foundations of reality have dissolved, boundaries melt and meaning abandons itself. The subject disappears. Only the flow of phenomena remains. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Traces of Severance, Unfinished Code” At the spring equinox, when day and night briefly hold each other in balance, the world trembles rather than settles. #Surrealism #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism

The boundary between self and world is not fixed, but emerges through touch—where a fingertip meets a difference in temperature, and the outline of “I” is momentarily drawn. Here, the world unfolds as code: incomplete, interrupted, and continually rewritten. #TransSurrealist　#ArtInspiration

Severance does not mark an end, but a shift in relation. What remains unresolved—fragments, dissonant rhythms, unfixed meanings—are not absences of form, but traces of life still in the act of becoming. #TransSurrealist　#ArtInspiration

Alive installation Mixedmedia Artwork “The Return of Fragments — Seeds That Come Back” The seed-ball of Platanus orientalis keeps its perfect sphere in silence. Within that geometry, life waits — unspent. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism

But when the sphere is broken underfoot, when its fragments scatter, something unforeseen occurs: the seed enters the world. What appears as destruction is only the loosening of form. A hidden passage opens. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Within the steady current of chronos, a sudden kairos flashes — a moment when time folds inward. The photograph holds this fracture of time within its frame. Form collapses. Fragments depart. And in their quiet dispersal, life begins its return. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “The Expiration of Verticality — or Spring as Ruin” The white magnolia opens toward the sky. It has long been seen as a symbol of spring, of renewal, of ascent. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism

But perhaps this gesture is nothing more than a small resistance to gravity. Detached from the tree, the petals drift within a fragile structure of light and transparency. Nature and artifice, object and observer, begin to lose their boundaries. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

What appears here is not the promise of spring, but the quiet remains of a symbol— a spring that lingers like a ruin. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Breath That Won't Turn White — Attempted Bloom” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

Fragrance arrives before the eye. The body understands what language has not yet named. To bloom is a social act. But existence precedes its recognition. The incomplete is not the unfinished. It is the untouched. Does fragrance lie? #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Before the Contour, Uninscribed Snow” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

If art has already met its death, what remains is the question of how expression might survive beyond it.Here, expression is not meaning brought to completion, but a drifting movement—transitional, unstable—through which the world is still touched. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

I linger in the moment before form settles, holding sensation as it is, just before a contour appears. Not a record, not an inscription, but something like snow: present only to vanish, refusing to leave a mark. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Observational Attempt　An Exhibition of Blankness” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

The frame functions not as a governing boundary, but as an apparatus that momentarily arrests the gaze.Though the same light, material, and time flow both inside and outside the image, a boundary compels attention and allows meaning to emerge through the act of looking. #TransSurrealist #Art

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Before Names Are Divided — Subtle Thermal Shifts of Weight" #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist

Rooted in Trans-Surrealism, this photographic work dwells in a stratum where judgment has not yet arrived. Here, distinctions of true and false, right and wrong, or even names themselves remain uncalled. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

The camellia (sasanqua) and the tsubaki, resists identification, lingering between falling apart and remaining whole. In this suspended state, indeterminacy is not absence but permission—the world pausing before meaning. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

Light and fragile structures dissolve material boundaries, revealing a presence that precedes symbol and explanation. Weight drifts, warmth remains, and perception breathes before it understands. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration

:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Not Fully Applicable: Shadows Below Spring" The boundary is still sleeping — even if reapplied now, it will not adhere #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist