This is the page that showing Hide-san’s original paintings. Please click each one, then you can see a bigger image. His original paintings are selling at TRiCERA and ARTMO and his NFTs are selling at Adam by GMO.
Along the narrow slope leading from the Reikyo area of Shibuya towards Maruyama-cho, there used to be a row of small bars. I can't remember the name, though, there was a small bar with just a counter, run by a woman who seemed to be a former student activist, a little older than me in the 1970s. I used to drop by there alone from time to time. There was a guitar on the counter, and one night, as I sipped my whisky soda, I said, ‘Play something for me.’ Without smiling, the person silently picked up the guitar and sang Miyuki Nakajima's ‘Wakare Uta’. While I remember the various setbacks of the All-Campus Joint Struggle Generation, it is very impressed to me, like a scene from an underground B&W film by the Art Theatre Guild.
December 2006, acrylic on canvas, 21cmX15cm
I drew a wild boar in honour of the Japanese zodiac sign for 2007. In recent years, their habitats have shrunk due to development, and it pains me to see news reports of them coming down to the villages in winter and being captured or shot. In the 21st century, environmental issues will be discussed more, and research will be conducted on coexistence between humans and nature. I hope to meet wild boars that live freely and happily. I drew this ‘Flying Wild Boar’ with that wish in mind.
December 2006, acrylic on canvas, 21cmX15cm
I sometimes wonder if I might have been left behind on a night train when I was a child. Even now, when I daze at the lights of distant houses from the train window, I am overcome with a sense of unease. My parents have passed away, so there is no way to verify this, but the memories of my travels will live on forever.
21cmX15cm, acrylic on canvas, December 2006
Since opening Ebisudou, I haven't been able to enjoy cherry blossom viewing. Someday, I would like to have a party like this surrounded by my friends. I started painting with such a feeling “no reason why”, I had a difficulty after all. When I developed the composition of the background, the words, “Multitude of Flowers” suddenly came to mind, and everything was settled. This is how the picture turned out. The people in the painting are visitors to Ebisudou. The cuisine are chicken wings simmered in Mongolian barbecue style which recipe I introduced in the Jan. 2007 edition of Ebisudou news, couscous and salade niçoise.
27.3cmX23cm, acrylic on canvas, January 2007
I like history. It is my intention to paint a series of happenings and cases in history hereinafter. Part 1 is "2.26". At dawn on 26th February 1936, non-commissioned officers and soldiers of the 3rd infantry regiment were commanded by Captain Ando and departed their position. The site of this position was metamorphosed into Tokyo Midtown. The place where I started TAMT Co., Ltd. in 1979 was around there, and the 1st floor of this building was a Cafe. This is the special place for me even now. I collected many documentary films for productions of TV programmes in the 1970's. I will paint what I saw and felt through these films. This is my personal history.
February 2007, acrylic on canvas, 22.7cmX15.8cm
When I was a boy, rapeseed flowers and Chinese milk vetch are planted in fallow fields. In spring, the countryside is transformed into a two-tone landscape of yellow and purple, which seems the magical world for me even now. It is said that the terraced rice fields still remain in “Uwaba”, which leads to Yobuko. I am hoping to visit there in Spring someday.
18cmX14cm, acrylic on canvas, March 2007
It is commonly known as ‘Oya-fukou (Undutiful to parents) Street”and can be found in every town across Japan. When dusk falls, I feel like wandering around. The title of the painting is an old famous song by Hank Williams. These are the pitiful lyrics of a man lamenting his unfaithful wife. The guy in the painting may be searching for the woman who left him, singing a melancholic heartbroken love song. The white suits and ten-gallon hats were the stage costumes of the 1960s student band ‘Country Rangers.’
22.7cmX15.8cm, acrylic on canvas, April 2007
It was one day just after I entered into an elementary school. The rain which started falling at lunch time was coming down in earnest when the time shool was over. Mothers and fathers who came to meet their children holding umbrellasm rain shoes and rain coats gathered around a shoe cupboard. My mother was busy with her job at that time. After several hours, she ran with short steps to a school holding a small umbrella. On her way, she came across me who walked under a butterbur umbrella. She told me again and again, "I felt easy that you could live by yourself even if I died at an early age". She lived out her alloted span of life at the age of 89 years-old.
21cmX15cm, acrylic on canvas, May 2007
A change of life is normally in spring, but it seems love begins or ends in summer. In all ages and countries, it was written in poems and songs. These things have never been happened in my age, but it is summer and I painted this picture in a feeling to be Paul Gauguin.
18cmX14cm, acrylic on canvas, June 2007
When I confront reality of economy, my boy's heart is deprived and gray hair is increased. When my eyes are wandering with such an exhaustion, a scene of "The Site of the Field of Tanks" which was covered with summer grass occurs to my mind.
22.5cmX15.7cm, acrylic on canvas, July 2007
27cmX21.5cm, acrylic on canvas, August 2007
On the occasion of a raid on Samurai group by Shinsengumi who was a Tokugawa Shougun's special police force, Kondo wore white clothes as a proof of readiness as the head of Shinsengumi. Hijikata put on a helmet and wore a practical combat uniform. Okita did not were a chain vest and wore light clothes. Everyone wore a body cover for fighting and the hilt of the sword was covered with bleached cotton for sweat. Light yellow Shinsengumi's uniform must be helpful to distinguish their members from enemies during the mix-up in the dark room.
In 1968, it was the first autumn after I came to Tokyo. The sun goes down in early in autumn, and it is a little bit chilly. After listening to my senior's story of tragic love owing to a long distance, I recalled a relationship between I and my girlfriend. A smooth face like a boiled egg came to my mind, but I felt it was a little bit far from an adult love.
22.5cmX15.7cm, acrylic on canvas, September 2007
I got on a bus from Chelsea, London and went to "Elephant & Castle". It was very unpretentious and common place. To my regret, there is neither elephant nor a castle. After returning to the apartment, I drunk stout beer looking at terrace houses and twilight sky through the window, and gave full scope of my imagination, if it were a place like this.
22.5cmX15.7cm, acrylic on canvas, October 2007
The proverb says, "The cornered mouse attacking the cat". It seems that the cat can do nothing in front of the strong mother's love. 2008 is a year of the mouse. We have to live strong like this.
22.5cmX15.7cm, acrylic on canvas, November 2007
It became the stormy weather when we went down the mountain. In snatches of roaring snowstorm, I felt that I heard footsteps of a corps who marched in the snow and met with an accident in Hakkoda-san in January 1902 (Meiji 35).
27.5cmX22cm, acrylic on canvas, January 2008
It was in my mind to paint reciprocating airplane during the World War II. I bought material at the specialty store in London and finally could get a chance to paint it. The canopy is the force field that connect the past and the present.
27cmX22cm, acrylic on canvas, July 2008
The Ibiza is the island in the Mediterranean Sea. There should be many things to paint, such as the deep blue sea and white Spanish-style houses, but for some reason, the paella I had for lunch left a strong impression on me. I feel that the vivid colours inside the iron pot seem to reflect the entire journey.
18.3cmX25.7cm, acrylic on canvas, August 2008
In the summer of 1964, maybe it was because of the excitement surrounding the Tokyo Olympics, I was a member of the track and field team, and practised more diligently than usual. It was about time that I should start studying for entrance exams, so perhaps I wanted to enjoy every moment of my last summer of junior high school. Due to the injury, it was unable to achieve the result in the competition, but it became the irreplaceable heritage of my memory of “Field Day in Summer”. Each of window of the wooden school building is the cell of each memory.
22cmX27cm, acrylic on canvas, September 2008
Around 1950 （Showa 25）, when I was born, my father owned the shop called ‘Hanayagi’ in Kyomachi, Karatsu City, that sells material for kimono, and he and my mother used to go peddling to nearby rural villages. After the long wartime regime finally came to the end, I heard that it was the period when clothing sold like hotcakes. Perhaps such a scenery of rice fields after the war in Japan seeped in somewhere of my memory. This is how the picture turned out. I think the way harvested rice ears are stacked varies depending on the region. This method of stacking, which resembles ancient mammoths, is used in the Takeda area in southern Oita Prefecture.
40.9cmX31.8cm, acrylic on canvas, September 2008
I recall Milano when autumn comes. During 20 years from 1970s to 1980s, I visited there every year for buying foreign films. Milano locates in northern Italy, so the deepening of autumn seems to be earlier than Rome. Beautifully decorated street trees, roasted chestnut stalls, and delicious mushroom dishes. The fact that I am making Kinoko-san's crafts at Ebisudou is probably not unrelated to those memories. The background of the pictures is Teatro alla Scala.
45.5cmX37.9cm, acrylic on canvas, October 2008
We are very grateful to the cows for their help. There are probably quite a few people who grew up drinking formula instead of breast milk during infancy. I love Sukiyaki and beef steak. To express all my gratitude to the cows, draw the picture of them. Currently, the 17th-century Dutch painter Vermeer is in the spotlight. So, I borrowed idea of one of his masterpieces, “The Milkmaid”. This is a morning scene at a farm where cows live leisurely.
53cmX45.5cm, acrylic on canvas, November 2008
Although intending to paint a peaceful picture, but due to the global economic crisis, the world had become so gloomy and bleak, so it turned into a picture with a message of “But, let’s get through it!” It is said that good thinking does not come up when human brain falls into negative thought. At times like these, let's stay optimistic and ride out the storm together.
60.6cmX50cm, acrylic on canvas, December 2008
oil on canvas, 26cmX18cm
acrylic on canvas, 60.6cmX72.7cm
acrylic on canvas, 60.6cm X 72.7cm
acrylic on canvas, 53cm X 45.5cm
acrylic on canvas, 45.5cm X 53cm
acrylic on canvas, 60.6cm X 72.7cm
acrylic on canvas, 45.5cm X 53cm
acrylic on canvas, 80.3cm X 65.2cm
acrylic on canvas, 60.6cm X 72.7cm
acrylic on canvas, 53cm X 45.5cm
acrylic on canvas, 45.5cm X 53cm
