Today, when I was walking around, there was my shadow.
When I was young, I'd heard that an alien doesn't have its own shadow in the TV show "ULTRA MAN", and I'd believed that.
Do I still believe that? I often check whether my shadow is under me.
A dazzling thing extinguishes its shadow. Can't a imperfect thing remove its shadow?
The sun gives a life to a human, but a human gives nothing to the sun.
The perfect sun.
A inadequate human.
The sun wears a light, I am wrapped the light.
It gives a warmth which makes happy to me.
When can I give something to the sun.
I feel warm which is so usual, and I look up.
Even I look down and walk, the sun warms me.
Even I don't notice until die, the sun warms me.
It may be the things almost selfless love.
It may be just brighting so selfish.
It is possible to change the world with your way of the thinking.
I and the sun loves each other.
But the film I wanna shoot is like the reversed world of it.
The distorted violet world.
I think I want to make an entertainment movie with a muddy message.
If I turn my emotion over, I can grip something I want.
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