Out of Japan

To photograph Japan without Japan.  To photograph Japan without me.  Leaving my visual directory behind, embracing banality.  These photographs are a breakaway.

I don’t remember when it started.  It’s ongoing as long as I am loosing myself.  Each light peels. No more exoticism, not even Orientalism.  I take these photographs as I stumble on them.  Without visual factory or expectations.  Out of Japan, out of myself.  Wandering.  Unfasten.

As worlds move, frontiers disappear.  Each glance feels so fresh and clean – unforeseen.  I am pointing my camera, I trigger.  No more, no less.  These pictures exists.

I am in Japan.