Story of Skin – Haruna SATO’s Solo Exhibition
Duration : 12:00 - 20:00
Opening : Sep 1,2018 (Sat) -- Oct 7,2018 (Sun)
Venue : Room 108, No. 3, Lane 1363, Middle Fuxing Road, Xuhui District, Shanghai
Tel : +86 (0)21 5496 1918/+86 (0)21 5496 1918
Web : https://shunartdesign.com/
Artist : Haruna SATO
[Foucault used to say that we couldn’t face the sun and the death.]
The loss of body temperature means the end of life. Many people couldn’t face the fact that their beloved ones will die, because you may never feel their warm hands again.
The works of Sato are intended to convey body temperature on the canvas. The body temperature will rise when two hands clasp and the body temperature will rise 0.2 degree centigrade after the intimate contact between your body and another one. The changes of body temperature can always be reflected by our emotions.
The summer in Tokyo this year is extremely hot, so is in Shanghai. I interview two leading artists for the column in dog days. In the sweltering studio we talk freely about art and philosophy with naturally the body temperature rise a little because of excitement. Suddenly I forget the bandaged wound in my back. My back is suffering a pink tumor during the mid summer and it blisteringly hurts as if my skin is having a fever. When go to the doctor, my skin is cut open and leaves a big hole. After several changes of dressings, my skin starts to heal. What marvelous self recovery ability! The temperature around the wound becomes normal too.
Haruna SATO draws the faces of all kinds of children of different colors. They all close their eyes as if they are in the dreams or escape from the real world which they will see after opening their eyes.
When I am walking around the Lake Tai Dian in Zhujiajiao at dusk I see a five months baby with chubby cheek. What a little cherub! The young mother and the baby both like smiling very much. When I couldn’t help touching its little cute hand, I feel that the temperature and softness is beyond description. Maybe what Sato’s works try to convey are the subtle inner emotions in our daily life which are ignored by us.
This is the way life should be. Everything happens or everything never happens. We are not sure how to face and handle the greed in the secular world or the betrayal of our good friend. What we do is to pretend to be calm and not to be hurt and legalize the dishonesty and escape with the excuses of being busy. In the end we couldn’t own that much.
I would like to sleep a little earlier when I am very tired. I would like to transfer my yearning on the canvas in the still of night before the birds start to tweet. When encounter a special love which will cause a stir in your heart, you will feel the subtle change of the body temperature and blush just like a shy girl. After the rise, in the end the body temperature will go back to normal.
The skin is real. Temperature never lies.
It is late at night and I am emotional.
Shun, at country studio