"Hundred full moons - Mai" by Yasunari Ikenaga
Mineral pigments, gelatin glue, soot ink and pure gold on linen canvas.
We were alone in the room and I grew silent.
I was starring at your cotton socks, which winded around your knuckles.
I mumbled: “I gonna buy something cold” and left the room.
I walked with my head down and noticed a telephone booth, from which I called you on the cell phone.
"I love you, I want to paint you so much".
I think, you responded to my sudden declaration of love: “Weird”.
Within hundred nights I painted you and you became the woman of someone else.
You vanished before my eyes.
Since then the moon was absent a hundred times and full a hundred times.
You appear unexpectedly again in my room
And you lie in front of my easel like back then.
I paint you again for hundred nights.