松永 敏
MATSUNAGA Bin
会員
クリスの扉
Chris's Door
175×225
作家のことば
開くことのない鉄製の格子扉が静かに佇んでいる。雄ライオンは、その扉の側を右へ左へと歩く。ふとした拍子に立ち止まり、また歩き出す。単調な繰り返しは退屈の表れか、それでもその姿は美しく、生命は輝いていた。裏返る檻の内と外はひどく曖昧で、グレーだ。
※The following was generated by machine translation. 以下の英訳は機械翻訳によるものです。
An iron-barred gate that never opens stands in quiet stillness[cite: 1]. Beside it, a male lion paces back and forth, turning left and right[cite: 1]. Pausing unexpectedly for a fleeting second, he resumes his stride[cite: 1]. Is this monotonous repetition born of boredom? Yet his form was magnificent, his life ablaze with dignity[cite: 1]. The boundary between the inside and outside of the cage feels terribly blurred, dissolving into gray[cite: 1].