That was a long time ago, but it was five years ago today, November 11th.
PP has opened.
I got married soon after graduating from art school, was blessed with three children, and was a housewife.
I want to create art. Put that feeling aside...
That's right, I thought I couldn't do both. Thoughts create life.
Several months before November 11th, my body suddenly went mad. I don't want to live like this! Create something! With that intuition, I couldn't eat anything and stopped moving.
Is there such a thing? you think.
Even if my cute child says "Give me tea," I can't give him tea.
After a while, my body started to move (I felt like I was swallowed by a whirlpool), and I had morning sickness like carsickness for several weeks, and finally I couldn't stop crying.
Even if I do my best to cook meals for my family, everything burns. It didn't make sense anymore.
I want to break out of this situation somehow, but of course my family notices that nothing has changed. she's crazy she is!
A word I said when my physical condition was so strange that my train of thought was on the verge of short-circuiting.
I want a divorce...
Give me wings of freedom! ! I hate being in a cage! I think that's what it means.
As we have formed so-called families, we have unwittingly tied ourselves down.
I was full of apologies, but I couldn't find any other solution.
Several months of discussion and trial and error continued.
In the midst of all this, PP.OPEN was the ray of light.
I didn't know at all whether it was an art group, an art group, a label, or a brand, but the time spent making logos and creating products was the only time I could forget my disgust. .
is like a lifesaver for me.
Five years ago today, I got one ear piercing in my right ear and one in my left ear to commemorate the opening.
And today, for the first time in five years, I pierced my right ear and my left ear again.
I don't know if this has anything to do with digging...w