Synopsis
Around summer when I became a junior high school student, my old and beautiful elementary schoolhouse was pulled down, and was rebuilt with solid concrete. According to demolition, all of the cherry trees which enclosed the schoolyard were also chopped.
I grow up, and have a life in Tokyo. I continued living without remind my childhood.
There was a cherry tree in my neighborhood which make splendid bloom every year.
I went to the travel for about two weeks to Paris in 2012. When I returns to Tokyo, the tree was cut down completely. And the signboard of the “planned construction site for house” stood there instead of the cherry tree.
One day, ordinary existence, suddenly disappears. Everything is demolished before I think. And new thing is made and it is destroyed again. It seems that everything changes too quickly and it looks to be repeated forever.
Pedro Costa is one of the film director I respect. In the pamphlet of his work “Colossal Youth”, he has said like this. “I'm a person who living in the past.” The phrase relieved me.
And novelist Haruki Murakami said “Everything has a beginning and a ending. So that most things have an entrance and an exit. It is inevitable and nobody can change it. In that way everything pass away”.
I pick up unknown, ephemeral, universal things that was spilled from the story of the people or the city or the landscape. And then, I reconstruct them to find a permanency.
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