Yoko Naito (Japón)

   Every time I return from a trip, I feel dizzy from gaudy neon light and harsh noises. If I bump into a stranger in the street, I almost fall down. How much could you have to say? Why is the city too bright? Everyone pushes their own opinion unconsciously thinking about only their viewpoint. They take it for granted as if their opinion were a nice resolution for all. They don't notice that insisting on only their opinion leads to a lack of communication. And information overflow can mold us into people who become more and more superficial. The uniformed city gives me the†impression that it is ostentatious and hollow - lacking substance. The scene of the earth which I have seen through my travel takes a long time to form. The silent and magnificent nature is excluded by us; humans rooted deeply to the earth in an atmosphere of oblivion. The composure of nature sometimes looks like a daydream because of sublime scenery. However even if we fight each other, wherever we go, we still have to be in the same earth and live together. Human behavior is a trifling resistance when compared with solemnity of nature. How wonderful if we accept one another across circumstances and birthplaces. Not only asserting yourself to protect your position, but also listening to others' feelings to expand your worldview. There is the solemn composure of nature, waiting.