:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Beyond the Contour: Vital Resonance” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
Yuki KATANO
@yuki-katano.bsky.social
Artist / Pursuing beautiful resonance / Trans-Surrealist/ Japanese Can you hear nature resonating within you? https://yuki-katano.art/
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “The Population of Silence: On the One Who Does Not Count” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “White as Potentiality: On the Shadow of a Blank Page” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “The Red Dinosaur: While the Sea Remains Calm” A child sees a dinosaur inside a coral blossom. A flower is never only a flower. Memory returns in fragments. The future arrives as sensation. #Surrealism #Photography #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism
While the sea remains calm is not reassurance, but the quiet before meaning settles. The red dinosaur waits where seeing and imagining are still one. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Entering the Outside: An Ontology of Rain” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
Rain Is the Whole No single raindrop. Only movement. Only relation. The flower appears. I appear. Then dissolve. Outside is not a place. It is what we become. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Beyond Noon: At the Summer Solstice” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
At summer solstice noon,when the apex of the year converges with the apex of the day, the shadow loses its contour. The oleander is neither beauty nor poison.These are only provisional names placed by humans to read the world. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
Petals, fibers, reflections of light—the boundaries between plant and body, interior and exterior, nature and artifice quietly unravel, and the one who sees begins to relinquish form as well. This is not disappearance. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Blueprint Before Rain: Syntax in Black Purple” Before rain arrives, contours still hold. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
Cherry fruit remains; the flower has already departed into another syntax. Only humans preserve nostalgia. The world does not. White fibers, drifting lines, and transparent beads gather as if to form a structure— yet nothing here is fixed. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
I attempted to adjust the season. Instead, the design dissolved into blank space. Rain deepens space. Explanation stabilizes. Rain releases. This work appears only briefly— at the threshold where form begins to disappear. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “White Flower and the Unnamed Season” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
The flower blooms. The wire remembers geometry. Water becomes memory. Shadows become time. For a moment, everything exists within the same unnamed season. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "A Day of Reading Light — Before the Southern Magnolia" The self grows thin. The world grows luminous. What are you reading? A flower. A memory. A sediment of time. #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Stilllife #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism
Or something sleeping within yourself. To read the light is not to understand the world. It is to become transparent enough for the world to appear. Perhaps the Pure Land is not elsewhere. Perhaps it begins there. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Settling into the Unstable — Toward the Side of What Falls" #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
The real is already changing. A falling nut, a hand, a fading contour. I do not seek to possess. I follow the movement by which things become other things. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork "Only for Those Who Pass Beneath the Ego Tree — While the Afterglow Still Holds" #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
Trans-surrealism is the world seen after perception shifts. Beneath the Ego tree, names fall away. Fragrance arrives before meaning. ‘Arazome’ is the colour of time almost becoming light. To remember this is enough. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “Toward the Low Place Unseen by Anyone” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
All things exist in a state of flux. Form is never fixed, but continuously dissolves into other forms. The decaying irises by the water resist stable definition: fiber, wire, stone, membrane, light. Matter loses its boundaries and enters a process of quiet transformation. #TransSurrealist
This work approaches nature not as an image to be observed, but as a site where distinctions between body, material, and environment begin to collapse. Toward the low place — where all things flow, unseen. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
:::Alive installation::: Mixedmedia Artwork “A Clock Without Hands — Why I Don’t Take the Next Bus” #Surrealism #Surrealist #Photography #Art #Artwork #Stilllife #Synchronicity #Mixedmedia #TransSurrealism #TransSurrealist #Geist
The day I lost my destination. Buses arrive and depart. It is not that I chose not to board— the meaning of boarding had already dissolved. This work traces a quiet detachment from the modern regime of time— from the chain of means and ends, from measured continuity. #TransSurrealist #Inspiration
Meaning dissolves before action begins. The boundary between self and world flickers, then fades. This is not a dream, but a waking prior to thought— where sensation leads, and the skin knows. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration
Trans-Surrealism: not the unconscious revealed, but perception itself in transformation. Time does not pass. It drifts. #TransSurrealist #ArtInspiration