what is in a dress

self portraits in the form of a dress

Many quiet moments have passed, and then, all of a sudden, you find yourself facing your past.

What is in a dress?

What is in that dress? That particular dress?

What is in its memory? In your memory? In our memories, through that special dress, that I wore, that you saw, that …

What makes you you, the you in the past, in the present, and the you that you might want to be, in the future?

What would happen if you no longer are attached, to anything, not even to your true innerself

But somehow memories come back,

Somehow memories carress you, even though you would, perhaps, have liked to rid of everything

Then slowly, that day, that one day,

When I no longer worried, I took with me the travelling kit of watercolor, which I have put aside for a long time

I began to paint, all these little portraits,

All these little portraits with dress that I once wore, in memory

None of these dresses in reality remains

But the fact that I remember them only means I remember some moments, some moments in my life which I have lived, in perhaps, each in its very special way, very intimate kind of way myself , in the expression of a dress

Or perhaps, not in the expression of such, but in the expression of your own identity: being nurtured, changed, transformed in many ways which you sort of recognize now, only vaguely, after many years of travelling outside its orbit, away from its original trace

But what is remained is only a dear memory, as if to tell everyone who has sort of got to know me through the seeing of this retraced presence of a little watercolor, that, somehow, I have grown to know you as well.

But in the retracing of a dress, one finds the retracing of one’s soul, and of one’s inner mind, one which is more innocent, pure, and without worries.

It is through this cleansing of the past , through these retraced maps of dresses that I have learned to celebrate once more, this very day of being alive.

　By the way, perhaps the dresses I once wore are still somewhere., in case they are still around, I pray that they will continue a story which is meaningful, and above all, filled with love