We can see the lights in the distance. Through the thin papers coated with Linseed oil. The Lumière brothers said, "The cinema is an invention without any future". The cine projector continues to … [Read more...]
Blanc Casse: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
“I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (1925) It is a memorable line in The Great … [Read more...]
Chocolate, Cigar and Orange Pekoe: visual poems by hiromi suzuki
I am collecting old postcards in tins. Tins are boxes emptied of souvenirs such as chocolate candies, cigars, and tea leaves. Old postcards are purchased at my secret store in Tokyo. By the way, I … [Read more...]
Six collages by hiromi suzuki
For me, making collages is the most fun. First of all, I will cut the pages from the 1960s fashion magazines and the Scientific American, and put them into an empty confectionery box. Then I take the … [Read more...]
Beyond the Moment: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
There are old postcards and ephemeral photographs in my collection. Mediocre sceneries are in monochrome pictures. Anonymous people who were photographed are saying from the past, ― I am here ―. This … [Read more...]
The place where someone’s waiting for me: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
These collages have been made on screen prints which I printed several years ago. When I found the prints, just as if I read the old letters from the old friends, I felt a nostalgia. ― I miss you. … [Read more...]
Joy of Water: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
There is Tamagawa Aqueduct under the Daitabashi Station near the town where I live. The name of the place “Daitabashi” comes from "Daidarabotchi” as a giant in Japanese folklore. Daidarabotchi's huge … [Read more...]
Burger Burglar: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
They were just hungry. They didn't want diamonds, naturally, they didn't hope glittering money in their pocket. They ran through the town and ordered chicken burgers at the counter of diner. … [Read more...]
The seasons: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
The seasons are similar to a Merry-Go-Round. On the beach during the winter, a chill breeze reminds the wagon a cry. It's an ecstatic scream of delight in the summer. … [Read more...]
the cold passions by hiromi suzuki
Someone knocks the door. Nobody but the postman knocks my door. The whispering like a nightmare telegraphs his distress. While I sleep, the voice on the coffin has been shipped to the endless … [Read more...]
Invisible stories
Nobody knows the stories in the future. Only the first letters of the words forming part of phrases are what we can put on the lines. Well, let's look forward to what kind of stories will start … [Read more...]
monologue: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
The parade of the seasons is displayed on a monochrome screen. Transparent light, surface of the water, and white roses in a pot are rippling through the glass door. The seasons each recite … [Read more...]
Nothing (but)
It is a rainy day, there's no one in the forest. My right retina as a lens of camera shoots this scene. Left retina memorises this time. I remember that Roland Barthes called it "the punctum", … [Read more...]
Terre: visual poetry
When I'm sitting on the stairs of my apartment, I find some glittering bright flying objects in the night sky. These are not stars, it's clear. "L'Étranger" may be looking at me from outer space. I … [Read more...]
Oblivion — visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
I'm not good at calculations. I don't know how many coins are in my pocket. I don't remember how many people encountered yesterday. Numbers are doomed to oblivion. … [Read more...]
Private Eyes: Collages
Artist's statement: I'm always creating the collages like "Automatic writing". Putting pics of roses, creeks and chimneys on watercolour papers. Painting Liquitex gels and linseed oil on these. … [Read more...]
assemblage: 3 collages by hiromi suzuki
Capturing the ephemeral moments. Assembling the memories into an album. As time goes by, the remains will become the layer of soil. Preferably returning to one little tree someday. … [Read more...]
‘weather reports’: visual poetry by hiromi suzuki
Artist's statement: Weather reports rarely come true. Sometimes people changes their mind like sudden rain. They are falling and laughing like the sun-shower of letters. … [Read more...]
A dozen collages by hiromi suzuki
Artist's statement: I think the collages are poetry without words. Sometimes I contribute my collages with my poems to poetry magazines, or publish on my site. My collages are made by … [Read more...]