Naoko Gondo

A cat I used to have died. I buried it in the garden and after some time had passed, I suddenly wanted to see it and dug it up. The cat had turned into white bones. The red roots of a purple orchid planted nearby were entangled in the cat's bones. It was as if only the blood vessels remained. I thou...

A cat I used to have died. I buried it in the garden and after some time had passed, I suddenly wanted to see it and dug it up. The cat had turned into white bones. The red roots of a purple orchid planted nearby were entangled in the cat's bones. It was as if only the blood vessels remained. I thought the cat had been eaten by the orchid. It was so horrible and so beautiful. I planted an imaginary garden. No one knew where it was, no one could enter. It was always night, the wind was calm, and the plants were overgrown. I wanted to create a garden as horribly beautiful as the cat that turned into a white bone, like the orchid that ate the cat. I want to trap all chaos and beauty in the painted world.