先日の朝、個展に来てくれた父と一緒にぼくが生まれた町を訪ねてきた。
生後たったの数ヶ月しか住んでいなかったのだから何も憶えているはずはないのだが、阪和線杉本町の駅が近づいてくるとワクワクしてきた。
なにしろ46年ぶりなのだから住んでいた家は跡形もなく、町並みもまったく変わっていると言う。
ただ近所の銭湯の煙突だけは昔のままだそうだ。
Yesterday morning, I had chance to visit a town I was born, with my father who came to see the show.
I was little excited as the train approached a station of the town, even though I knew I don't have any memory from the first few months of my life.
The house was completely gone, and the town looked totally changed after 46 years according to my father.
However there was a chimney of a public bathhouse unchanged after all those years.

From a sketchbook
線路を隔てて向こう側にある大阪市立大学の校内によく乳母車に乗せられ散歩に行ったという話を聞きながら踏切をわたる。
「この木は古そうだね。当時からここにあったのかな?」
「いやどうだろう。こんなにたくさん木は生えてなかったよ。」と父。
当時の記憶がどんな形で自分の中に残っているのか見当もつかなかったが、父と二人でいい時間が流れた。
We crossed the railway as my father telling me that we had used to take a walk to visit a collage campus on the other side, me in a stroller.
"This tree looks very old. I wonder if it was here back then."
"Not sure. I don't think there were this many trees." he said.
I really don't know how the memories from that early life would be stored within, but I enjoyed a pleasant time with my father in that morning.

- 2006/07/25(Tue)|
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