Shoots push up towards the lights, plants begin to grow, then vegetables ripen in the field, and finally ending death.
Vegetables run through this process in one season.
They turn up variously every day as if by the magic of nature.
I often elaborate a picture by the work of the illustration, but I try to just copy and draw the beautiful moment when vegetables show.
Without missing that wonderful chance I manage to capture the image on my canvas.
This kind of work to repeat itself lets a field get close to me and the distance shortens by another step. At the same time it reminds me of the pleasure of painting again from the beginning.