The establishment of a museum in the name of an individual is always, to a degree, a memorializing issue in preparation for the inevitable. The inauguration of the Yokoo Tadanori Museum of Contemporary Art in many ways heralds such, and Yokoo’s oeuvre has often been a dialogue with death.
“I always think about dead people when I paint,” he once wrote, and in April 2010 he tweeted: “What’ll I think when it’s really time to die? Will I think, ‘Now I’ll be able to live eternally’? “