It was at a scheduled blackout right after the 3/11 disaster that I became interested in streetlamps, a motif in my work. Looking up at the streetlamp that stood in town with no light on, I was impressed by their unique figures, which looked as if they were death masks of the electric light, an impression I could not avoid. After that, irresistibly drawn to this motif of the streetlamp, I found myself single-mindedly taking their photographs as a portrait, overlapping those streetlamps with the people who had influenced me as a persona in my life - my family and friends, people I got help from, and people I once gave my heart to. When I think back on it now, it may have been that I was thinking about what losing the people who were precious to us really meant.
― Artist statement