Mio Tahara
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→ World Art Guide Sweden (2023 edition)
→ From Moziriani Opera to Efetto Arte Foundation
→ USA: Artavita
→ Circle Foundation for the Arts
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→ Art3f Brussels Art Fair
→ VIFAF World of Crete
→ Red Dot Miami Digital Exhibition
→ Upclose New York Exhibition
→ ExpoNorth
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→ Distinguished Service Award from Thomas Meath
→ Redwoodcom Honorable Mention
→ Bestart Prize 2025-2025 Abstract Bronze Award
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I am Japanese and was born in Tokyo in 1959.
It seems that around elementary school age, my art teacher had told me to develop my talent. I only found out about this recently. My mother didn't approve of my drawings. I somehow managed to convince my parents, and entered university without attending much prep school.
Musashino Art University is a university that trains artists. The curriculum was very rigid, and I didn't have time to think about my own drawings. I drew this in the pose of the human body I was in at the time.
I didn't want to cause trouble for my parents. My work and art are separate. I'm an ordinary office worker. It was my company's wish that I was involved in design. While raising my children, I continued to create handicrafts that were useful in everyday life.
I opened a study class for neighborhood children and then quit to look after my parents. My relationship with my parents. I began to rebel against the samurai-like idea that parents decide everything.
My daughter encouraged me to start using Instagram, and Mads art gallery picked me up.
I grew up in a home where we felt there was a god in nature and were grateful for it.
Animals only take lives in order to survive.
I want humans to follow suit.
Respect other living things and nature.
I want us to be people who understand different cultures.
Sacred Mount Fuji. Water that filters underground and springs up.
The fire of civilization. A fire for purification.
I am grateful.
And then, halfway through the painting, a face or a person appears.
Like Miro, a primer is applied and oil is applied.
Handicrafts are added, or removed like in oil painting, and then the final stage is reached.
Stained glass from Gaudi's architecture. A god in transparent colors.
A heavy painting from my youth, layered with oil paints.
I might bring it back.