Nebula
I spent several years of my twenties in Kathmandu, Nepal.
I really wanted to spend time painting in this country in the midst of the Himalayan mountains,
a melting pot of religions and ethnic groups.
Living in Kathmandu, I have had many opportunities to experience Tibetan Buddhism, and in the monasteries
and temples, the voices of sutra readers mingled in the air in the early morning, praising their prayers.
And there are shrines dedicated to Hindu deities everywhere, decorated with colourful flowers and offerings.
The form of prayer that lived and breathed in their lives blended into the city in a special harmony.
One day, when I saw a sand mandala painted by a Tibetan Buddhist monk, the sheer beauty and fragility of it took my breath away.
It was simply beautiful, a miniature of a universe painted in fine sand that could collapse in a gust of wind.
Later, when I moved to Germany and was studying art, I was wondering what I myself should create,
and that mandala suddenly came to me.
Then I decided to draw my own mandala.
With a pencil, I proceed to draw it as a monk would draw, and the space between the drawing
looks like a cluster of stars, so I decided to call this works “Nebula”.