Spring is a good day—when all things flourish.
How I wish I could gather all those beautiful things together.
Like a little shop, a cozy corner store, a cabinet of curiosities, or even a treasure chest.

Before the idea of “selection” came, there was already the sense of “mist.”
Not only as the curator of Mist Space, but also as one of the artists of Mist—we are all part of the fog.
And “selection” is like capturing a time-slice:
because of this moment, because of this season, or because of the work that speaks for an artist’s soul.

Leaning lazily into the evening breeze,
we gather here, and assemble now.