The cicada, an insect that I always associate with Japanese summers spent with family, has become a symbol of comfort for me. Its presence evokes a sense of belonging. Its sounds a constant companion as I navigate life in the sweltering summer heat. Much like my own existence, the life cycle of a cicada is marked by uncertainty and obstacles, yet the insect persists, following its intuition. The unpredictability of printmaking mirrors these experiences, ultimately portraying the inexhaustibility and beauty of life.
