I went to a Tsuzuki library here in Midori-ward. It’s interesting to realise that libraries have similar atmosphere everywhere, regardless of the country. I have always felt comfortable in libraries.
I borrowed the photo books, Tokyo Shitamachi 東京下町1930 (Kineo Kuwabara), Tokyo Aruki トーキョー・ アルキ (Araki) and Danshi 男子 (Ume Kayo).
I might need a break from Facebook. It’s just that I need to keep my eyes fresh from images so that I can focus on my own work and writing my blog. But I will keep reading private messages, so don’t worry.
I think we should visit a hospital at least once per year. Even for no reason. Just stay there a while and watch people in the canteen. Close your eyes breathe in that air between sterilized walls and imagine.
When we are in possession of extremely valuable thing we don’t realise it until we lose it. Health might be one of those things.
My son goes to a kindergarten here in Midori-ku. It became clear to us soon that the place we chose is exceptional. Teachers there have this relaxed aura in them, their smiles have no hint of tension or forced expression. Children are just doing their children business, playing, running, screaming and crying. The place has big windows and the gate is never locked.
In Japan it is common to put children to pre-school from early age, where they wear uniforms and try as much as possible to behave like adult. Even some kindergartens pose strict rules for children and forbid children making loud sounds. But this is nothing like that. This is gift from the sky.
I was planning to make documentary of the kindergarten because I was so moved about the beauty of the people there. I even shot it half-way and was on my way to start to negotiate a deal with Finnish broadcasting. However I was forced to cancel the project because of privacy concerns; you can’t really shoot documentary of kindergarten without showing the children.
Interviewing one of the teachers was so surprising and moving experience. She described her job as fulfilling; although her body is tired after work her heart is full. So she said she wants to dedicate her heart for her work. She was shining as she was in front of my camera.
It’s possible to meet truly international people in surprising places. It is never matter of language or culture, but something completely different. I find this openness inspiring and beautiful.
There is elderly couple living near my house. I and my son go to visit them every now and then.
Last time they cooked tempura, fried vegetables. And they have soft Mickey Mouse dolls which my son loves to play with.
After I took her photo, her husband said “Isn’t she a bijin (beauty)?”. What a beautiful people. Today my son asked, “don’t we go to see grandma?”. I thought he meant my mother-in-law, but then, I’m quite sure he meant her. My grandma is no longer in this world, but I can find similar spirit with these people. I feel like we are connected.
Taking photos spontaneously like this makes me realise that I can’t separate my photography from my daily life. Rather my life is my photography. So I made a promise to never leave my camera home.
I enjoyed taking photos of my friends during the weekend. I felt there was no need to explain much by words. I was just there.
Then, this invisible communication made me feel warm.
Araki said once that photography needs femininity. I don’t think he meant that we need to take photos of women, but we should take photos having woman’s mind.
There was just a white office wall of NTT building. Then, I couldn’t shoot full body shots because of the lack of space. However I wanted to focus in the expression in their faces, so perhaps these images turned better this way.