Birds winging their way across leaden skies, hair streaming in the wind, a minimalist house, a scene drained of color: welcome to the world of Midori Mitamura.
These twin tales of person and building are bound in acrylic panels, split, shifted, and fixed in place. A mortar house without a window and its roof. Here we have a travel scene, the ambience of Tokyo. Thus Midori Mitamura shines a spotlight, in her own unconventional style, on objects clothed in everyday memories.