I've never asked myself this typical question,

"Are you an artist?".
Because I think we are all artists, including all the animals and the little insects in nature. Just being itself means something, and that's what I call its art. Making art for me is like inhaling and exhaling. If I stop making art, that means that is the end of my life. This sounds intense, though I think so. As we are living on this planet with all the miracles, we get to see and feel so many colors around us. The trees, the flowers, the skies, the stones, the sound, the wind, and everything. There is no need to hate or discriminate on the basis of color because we are all colorful and unique, each of us. People can hate colors in my artworks instead, and that's okay. I'm making art not to be loved but to love. If you knock on my door, I will open the door and throw my water at you, then I will let you react in whatever way you want. If you throw water at me, I'll catch your water with my mug and ask if you want some coffee, tea, or …..? I'd love to have a tea ceremony with you because you are now standing in front of me, having your mug in your hand. Well, I may just get wet because I didn't have my mug ready, or my mug is already full, then I will cry like a baby, though. (Or I may just laugh out loud because of this dramatic situation.)

That's something to think about.”

— water-ish