kou sasaki

Maybe it’s me.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

吐いた唾、抜けた毛、さっきまで自分の身体の一部だったことは明確だ。
では、どこからが自分でどこからが自分じゃないの か。僕にはわからない。
だが、そんな曖昧な身体や、その形が自分を作っていく。
大人になる身体に自分の心は追いつかない。
いつも背伸びして、不安定で、ふらふら、爪先立ちで立っているような感覚だ。

 
 
Not long ago, it’s clear that the missing hair was part of my body.
So where am I and where am I not? I don’t understand.
But such an ambiguous body and its shape make me.
My mind can’t keep up with the growing body.
Always stretched, unstable and fluttering, as if standing on your toes.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

instagram.com/hijohne

Model : SARASA

Model : 伊藤亜和 awa ito

Model : my friend

Not long ago, it’s clear that the missing hair was part of my body.
So where am I and where am I not? I don’t understand.

But such an ambiguous body and its shape make me.
My mind can’t keep up with the growing body.
Always stretched, unstable and fluttering, as if standing on your toes.

instagram.com/hijohne

Model : SARASA

Model : awa ito

Model : my friend