Recent Paintings

Every Brushstroke is a Piece
of Driftwood

As We Interpret the Light

Something between Breaths

 From One Blindness to Another

The Light We Inherit

Shadows fall down; lights climb.

 To Know the Place for the First Time

As We Walked Along the Kamo River

 The Light In Which I Meet You

 Our Evening at Higashi Hongan-ji

Under The Skin of Words

Concerto for Two Windows

 Towards The Ancient Light

Light as Narrator