Look at everything from different angles; so your soul is freed from the suffocating and destructive nature of monotony.

Collection Story:

On a dark night with a single star shining in the sky, a terrible hum came from the earth. I opened my eyes tiredly. I saw a strangely dressed person banging his nails hard on the wet walls of my mansion. The darkness of this person's soul was like hands gripping my throat, encompassing me. I asked who this person was. But the incomprehensible being answered me with a terrible laugh: "I am not more than a single Face."

Then this person disappeared into the night, and I never saw "The Face" again. And ever since then, I've been painting this mysterious being, so as not to forget its face shining with deep pain. I hang these portraits on the walls of this sinister and gloomy mansion.

The Face in the portraits I draw changes every time; because the traces left by the one who can be both everything and nothing in my mind are constantly changing