「傷つくて寝たい」kizutsukute netai Drawing

A passion for the fine arts, particularly graphics, was ignited within me at a very young age. I recall my mother hiding black markers and pencils from me during my childhood. She was deeply concerned that I only seemed to be interested in this specific color. I would draw incessantly, anywhere and everywhere. My drawings diverged significantly from the conventional portrayal of beautiful and joyful princesses; instead, they depicted everyday scenes from the lives of ordinary people, often tinged with a hint of tragedy. It's possible that I was inherently inclined to believe that ordinary human happiness is fleeting and inherently trivial. To me, the true essence of life lies in amassing a spectrum of experiences — both positive and negative — and ultimately triumphing over them.