I pick up plants from the ground and create things with a little arrangement on them, not damaging the feeling I receive from them. Wild animals die to feed other animals and insects and eventually become a part of soil and feed plants. We, human being once was a part of this circulation like wild animals and plants. Now, I hear the whisper of plants with ears that still remember the memory of old days when we were a part of them.
- Yukiko IWATANI