The former Oshi Station holds a rare place in Japan’s steel industry history. It stands quietly, marked by traces of an industry shaped by Kuni’s natural surroundings and the lives of its people. Looking up, mountains unfold—majestic and still, as seen in historical records. Before this enduring landscape, I feel how fleeting and precious our daily time truly is. Nature and human life intertwine, each moving within its own cycle to shape the land. Visiting this place and encountering its history, I seek to turn that experience into a landscape. Guided by a single material—iron—I arrived here. I hope my work becomes part of this ongoing connection and contributes to its quietly unfolding history.