Midori Kudo
A member of Lumbini Museum (Hanamaki, Iwate) At times, she is smiling and talking to someone around her as if she is dreaming. At other times, she is alone, deep in her own inner world. Kudo's gaze wanders after something that is reflected only in her mind. Is it a happy image that fills her mind? Or is it to avoid reflecting pain and sorrow in her mind? Or is it to keep pain and sorrow out of her mind?
There is an endlessness to Kudo's work that seems to come from meditation. I wonder if she is aware that she is creating something right now. When she draws, when she sews, or when she is doing "something" that I don't understand. There is a mysterious air in her work that makes you suddenly feel such questions.
