I don't know what a collective is exactly. But maybe there's one guy who makes sure everything is clean. Maybe I'm that guy.
The most difficult thing for me is to take pictures from far away.
When I photograph, I try to use my instincts as much as possible. It is when pictures are unconsidered and irrational that they come to life; that they evolve from showing to being.
I made a decision that to me, photography had to be something that I could feel. I could feel in my stomach. I could not take pictures that were not connected to my own inner life.
I wanted to meet the people, to get involved in the city, to make Tokyo mine.
He was dead again when I got home that day. His corpse was in the kitchen, near the counter, where it appeared he'd been chopping vegetables when the urge to stab himself through the wrist had struck. I slipped on the blood coming in, which annoyed me because that meant it was all over the kitchen floor.
It's all so beautiful. . . the spring. . . and books and music and fires. . . . Why aren't they enough?
I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore
My fellow nerds and I will retire to the nerdery with our calculators.