In the morning, I wake up to the sound of the Kitayama River, as if white noise were echoing.

The Taketo hamlet of Totsukawa village, where "noad" is located, is in Nara prefecture but also borders Wakayama and Mie prefectures.

I feel that it is an area where time is progressing in the fluctuation of the boundaries of life, such as whether it is irrelevant or flexible.

Due to the difficulty of foreign artists coming to Japan due to the corona vortex, the originally planned art project was postponed, and the significance of conducting contemporary art activities at this place was once again questioned.

Why is art / everyday in this place now?

The fun of repeating the fluctuation of the boundary line and the reversal of consciousness.

The danger of losing sight of one's existence as when first touching philosophical thinking.

Is it an extension of everyday life or an extraordinary manifestation?

Although it is a region where history and nature are self-evident, the line between it and its population is ambiguous.

In areas where the presence of nature is obvious, artificial subjectivity and nature's objectiveness tend to be confused, and it seems that there is a danger of being devoted to a certain kind of power.

The boundaries of this place are like living things in people's lives, with tacit understandings, self-evident perceptions, rigid preconceptions, more happening factors, and various vectors and abilities. Is constantly forced to fluctuate.

To dig into organic boundaries. And sometimes put contemporary art as a culture medium that sublimates existing changes. Then, while coexisting with the existing ones, we hope that the new ones that spring up will become new culture solutions, leading to a cycle in which diversity will spread from multiple angles.