Along the coast of Wakayama, Japan, there are areas where materials that have drifted into the sea have accumulated. One day I spent some time on that particular shore and found interesting objects formed by time and ocean waves.
“What is unnecessary for one person may be necessary for another,” once someone said. I don't recall where this phrase came from, but this idea kept me picking up so-called garbage that is lying on the shore.
Some retained their basic shapes and were distinguishable, while others were unrecognizable. Personally tried to understand what they were originally. Then I realized that I felt some kind of attachment to each object that caught my eye.
Juxtapositioned objects on a white painted plywood, trying clarifying what they evoked in me. Over the time, this process seemed have its own meaning. “Un-detritus” It's a childish coined word, but I think I can hear in my sight the naive voice saying, “It's not trash.”
