瞳の部屋[構造説明図]（The room of the pupil[structural drawing]）

mechanical pencil(シャープペンシル),
illustration board 18×30×0.1cm
2014年

《この構造説明図に関連したアートワーク（Artwork related to this structural drawing）》

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《物語(Story)》

【瞳の部屋（The room of the pupil）】

｢この模様は何ぁに？｣
一緒に連れてきた娘が壁を見上げながら尋ねる。
｢さあ何だろうね｣
｢解らないの？｣
娘は不満そうに私を見上げながら呟く。
そう、解らない。この5年間殆ど籠りきりでここの解明に取り組んでいるが、解らない。
今日は娘の8歳の誕生日のお祝いに今手掛けている遺跡に連れてきた。
週に一度の帰宅の度に、いつも興味深げに聞き入っている娘を　普段なかなか会えないお詫びも兼ねて、特別に連れてきた。
｢そうなんだ、解らないんだ｣
｢なんだか、目みたいね｣
｢目？｣
｢そう、ほらっ｣
と言いながら、娘はその細い手で壁を指差しながら下から上へ上げていった。
壁の模様をなぞる様に、波の様に緩やかな逆Sの字を描いた。
｢目って、どこが目なのかな｣
｢ほらっ、｣
と顔を私の方へ倒しながら、右目を瞑ってみせた。
｢あっ｣
｢ねっ｣
｢ああ、本当だ、目だ｣
私も横を向いて口を開けたまま見入ってしまった。
私達を後ろから見ていた者が居たら、滑稽だっただろう。
私と娘は頭を左に傾け、壁に向かって模様を見つめたまま、30分も並んで立っていたのだった。

ああ、懐かしい気がする。
そう、8歳の時からだからね。あんまり覚えてない。
でも、この眼は覚えてる。
この眼は夢にも出てきて、最近では買い物してる時も街並みと重なっちゃって大変。何してる時も出てくる。
眼が呼んでる気がして、8年ぶりにここに来てみた。
パパはまだ来てない。今日は定期報告があるとかで午後からここに来ることになってる。
今朝、家から500km離れたこの遺跡に着き、パパの同僚に案内されて、この『瞳の部屋』にやって来た。

｢あなたは誰なの？｣
眼を見上げながら呟く。
｢私を呼んでいたんでしょ…私も来てみたかった｣
部屋に響く自分の声が静寂の中に吸い込まれ、また静まり返った。

静寂の中で微かに何か聴こえる。
微かな高音…穏やかな高音…

どの位経っただろう。高音に浸っていて気付かなかったのか、見上げた彼女の眼の辺りに光の粒が舞っている様だ。
段々と光が増している。壁の中から、眼の中から出ている光もある。
｢ああ、何なのこの光は…とても綺麗｣
｢あなたの光なの？…私に…｣

私の言葉を聴いていたかの様に眼が開いていく。
｢ああっ、開いていく｣
後ろにやって来た父が思わず声を出した。何を試みても何も起きなかったこの部屋で、娘を前に眼が開いていく。

部屋には照明が無く、眼の周りに設けられた電燈が8つ眼に向けて当てられているだけだが、眼の様子の細部まで判る。
開いていく眼に現れた瞳に、光の粒が舞っている。
虹彩の中にも、虹彩の周りにも、光の粒が舞っている。
虹彩の中から円弧を描き虹彩へ戻る様に。虹彩の前で発生し、こちらへ飛び出す様に。
吸い込まれる様な漆黒の黒目。
その奥に黒い光が輝く。

“This pattern is to what?”
My daughter who was brought to here together, asked while looking up at the wall.
“um…”
“Are not know?”
Daughter murmured while looking up at me by unsatisfied.
So, I do not know. While working on the elucidation of here much almost the last five years, we can not clarify.
In celebration of the 8-year-old birthday of my daughter today, I was brought daughter to ruins where has worked now.
Each time the returning home of once in a week, my daughter has listened always interesting to my story.
For such a daughter, as an apology that can not easily meet me, I was brought daughter specially to the ruins.
“Yes, I do not know.”
“Somehow, this is looks like eyes.”
“Eye?”
“Yes, this.”
Saying, daughter rised your finger from the bottom to the top while pointing at the wall with the delicate hand.
She is like tracing the pattern of the wall,
depicting the character of gentle reverse S like a wave.
“the eyes ?, where the eyes?”
“here”
And while tilting the face towards me, daughter closed right eye.
“Ah”
“Right”
“Oh, it is true, the eye.”
I also had watched with mouth open and tilting the head.
If there was a person who were watching us from behind, it would have been funny.
I and daughter, tilt your head to the left, while staring at the pattern toward the wall, was had stood side by side than 30 minutes.

Oh, something nostalgic.
Yeah, because from the time of the 8-year-old. I do not remember so much.
But, this eye remember.
The eye came out in dream,
when recently I shopping, I am that eye is overlaps the streets. Come out even when what are you doing.
To feel the eye is calling, I tried to come here for the first time in eight years.
Papa has not yet come. Today is supposed to come here in the afternoon at periodic report.
This morning, arrived at the ruins away 500km from home, by the guidance of the colleague of dad, came to this “the room of the pupil”.

“Who are you?”
I muttered while looking up at the eye.
“You called me … I also wanted to come.”
Voice echoing in the room is sucked into the silence, it was also silent.

Faintly hear something in silence.
Faint treble … gentle treble …

How much would the time has passed ?
Did not notice have immersed in the treble, I looked up that the grain of light is dancing to around her eye.
Light is increasing Gradually.
From among the walls, light emanating from the eye.
“Oh, what is this light … very beautiful.”
“Your light? … To me …”

Eyes will open as if she was listening to my words.
“Ah, eye will open”
My father came back was involuntarily aloud.
In this room that nothing is happened by our attempt, eyes will open for my daughter.

In this room is no lighting, And only eight lamp provided around the eye, but can be seen until the details of the eye.
At the pupil that appeared in the back of the eye that will open, the grain of light is dancing.
Into the iris also, to around the iris also, the grain of the light is dancing.
Drow arc from the iris, for return to the iris. It occurred in front of the iris, jumping out to here.
Jet black eye, such as being sucked.
Light of jet Black is shining in the back of a grain of light.