I have been thinking about people’s consciousness. That big question I can not find an answer is becoming a big driving force for me to make works.
Something that cannot be visually perception, sensation, things before becoming words or facial expressions, what is happening in myself even though I do not that recognize. Such things move my body, and act, feel something, it repeats with the flow of time.
Where was consciousness born? Will it eventually disappear? Can we say that my consciousness is mine? Such questions never run out.
- Artist Statement of Asumi Hayashi