World War Two is finally over. Japan is in a state of destruction. In my parent’s era, Japan struggles to rebuild society and industry, even hosting the Olympic Games in 1964. There is a period of high growth, big factories are built nearby, some running 24 hours a day. One of the factories looks ordinary in the daytime, but is full of light at night, illuminating the surrounding countryside. This is the future. I am a young child at the time so I am sure they make something wonderful there like sweets.

           One day the factory suddenly closes. We find out it is a chemical factory that emits many harmful substances and pollutes the air around it. The beautiful building is actually the worst factory to scatter poisons. Many years have passed and the memories have become ambiguous. Sometimes I think it was all a dream, but I remember it whenever I see a factory like that.  

3-2 40×40 Lost world

cotton, organdy

Dyed cloth

machine sewing