TOCHO, Tokyo / Japan · 2016 another sun clocking off
Let me tell you a thing or two about Japan, because that’s all the things I know about it. I didn’t spend much time there, and all of it on Tokyo. So now I’m not sure whether it was the country’s heart I saw boiling in that capital cauldron, or its bum. Indeed, there were plenty of lives there, arts and architectures, pasts and futures, and all sorts of visual oxymorons. Here a polite wildness, there a cute craze, some business bros, some manga maids, temple truths and toilet tricks. A lot of cryptic culture that couldn’t be deciphered without a microscope. And I hadn’t brought one. I was only equipped for a glimpse, but what I saw I liked, and what I liked I will pick up again somewhen.
glimpse: WHO’S COUNTING | They say Tokyo’s Shibuya crossing is the world’s busiest; but really, who's counting?
glimpse: BUSY DIZZY | If your office job isn’t for you, being busy might make you dizzy. Fingers stapled to the keyboard, you hastily type your lifetime away, 8hrs a day, while your anxiety metastasizes under the halogen glow. The next weekend ever too far, the next vacation farther yet, retirement but a remote dream of a dream of a different life. A mirage really, once you get there heaving all those years and having lost youth’s lightness along the way. No more backspace, no more escape. Tied up by inertia and plagued with angst, your cellmates in the cubical penitentiary are guilty of the same crime – high stakes trades: contentment for happiness, security for moments, office life for life. And so the self-inflicted sentence will be just that: office life for life. But there is always a way to break out if you risk what you have for who you are, and even this picture is trying to get out of its rectangle if you stare at it long enough.
glimpse: PAPER THIN | The brain renders our reality rather square. Once the messy outside world is funneled through our perception, it is arranged neatly in boxes labeled sensemaking, order, and reason. Just how we like it: little. digestible. bits. of. predictability. beep. The chaos that lurks behind the reality we believe in is unsettling in its uncertainty, so to keep our calm, we keep our distance. But, every now and then our senses run into something the brain cannot wrap its mind around – inexplicable and inescapable glitches in our well organized and highly functional processors that defy our cognition and control with nothing but a cheap trick.
"I think I had expected all 35 million people to be present at every cross street at all times, 24/7/365.”
TOCHO, Tokyo / Japan · 2016 concrete ocean
Tokyo was full of wormholes that flushed you into all sorts of little odd cosmoses.
Tokyo / Japan · 2016 playing the horses at 10am
Busy, yet quiet; neat, yet quirky.
Tokyo / Japan · 2016 neon night
places / stories
Tokyo / Lingering Alone
the difference between seeing a place and being in a place
Everybody is keen on seeing these picture-perfect places, but nobody seems interested in being there, in staying in these moments.
photos | urban
when Night slays Day, we stand in its way
…the last fire in the sky ebbs into paler shades of orange and yellow, before wandering west on the spectrum towards far colors like indigo. Meanwhile, on earth’s surface, civilization flips the switch to side with the day, and bulbs drip into the evanescent stream of hues like florescent droplets…see more
photos | urban
Office Prison Symmetry
behind bars: office or prison?
Looking at it from the outside, I can’t help seeing bars in the symmetry that comes with the sterile and institutional blueprints of office buildings around the world. see more
photos | urban
between temples & towers
Some urban savagery, a great many bulbs. see more
photos | landscapes