Photography needs passion. Passion must be born inside. Like a tiny spark in dark forest, bursting into a flame.
From inner space to outer space.
From my heart to the world.

Photography needs passion. Passion must be born inside. Like a tiny spark in dark forest, bursting into a flame.
From inner space to outer space.
From my heart to the world.


With Amy in one rainy December afternoon in Tokyo.
When I take photo I wish protection to my subject
Maybe she does not need it
I know
So maybe it’s her glow I wish to protect
That tiny glow in the warm shadow
Or is it me who needs of that protection
Lend me an umbrella
make me a shade

I went to plan my photo exhibition today in Goodman, Koenji. I met this lovely photographer who exhibited her works printed on wood. I loved especially the photo she took in Angkor Wat. I took her photo. It was so good time.
I also touched the old Steinway which sounded lovely. I played session with my old friend Ida-san, bassist. I used to play in band with him. I felt nostalgia to hear sound of his handsome Rickenbacker bass again.
I will be playing this in July in my exhibition. It will be so exciting month.

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).

With Kayo, 2015.


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.


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.






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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.
Scent of roses does not only have psychological impact but also physiological.
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