The unknown woman to me walks just outside the main building of Kokusai Forum in Tokyo. Points and lights walked along with her.
Posts Tagged ‘Japan’
Points and lights, 2010.
Tuesday, June 1st, 2010Window washer wore, 2010.
Tuesday, June 1st, 2010Not sure why the window washer wore a patch over his eye, but it would be rude to ask, and a bit dangerous.
Bagella, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010I got the bag, I got the bag on my head.
Something subtly spiced, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Satoko orders something subtly spiced at En in Jiyugaoka. The moment must be caught digitally. Blurry, depicting movement, stretching the light so the dish is understood, and enjoyed.
In front of the sun, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Satoko is lovely. She likes to step in front of the sun. She likes movies. She is lovely.
Which shall she choose, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Which shall she choose? Shall she choose the first one? Shall she choose the second one? Shall she choose the third one? Which shall she choose?
Always a red purse, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010There’s always a red purse. Even in black and white movies. Something about a red purse that keeps thieves away. Perhaps they think someone will sell it on eBay. That’s how thieves think.
Dr. Yellow, the yellow Shinkansen, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Dr. Yellow, the yellow Shinkansen that brings luck when you see it. I saw it with Dzakye on April 5, 2010 as we stood atop the Kokusai Forum in Ginza, Tokyo. Lucky us!
Of the glass of, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Bottom of the glass of a Pinot Noir I drank with Dzakye and Satoko at a coolio Japanese restaurant in Ginza, Tokyo April 5, 2010. Dzakye’s Cabernet was the hit of the evening though. We all ordered a glass of that after our first glass. Dzakye can really pick ‘em.
Something else, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Look up, and you may see something else.
And they breath, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010They walk and they breath. The sakura watchers participate because they’re there. The ground supports them.
The light played, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010The light played with the people. They didn’t seem to mind. The booze flowed, and the blossoms cherried. Nothing was as it seemed.
The light swooped, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010Then, the light swooped down to speak about climate change. Few listened, and the ones who did were drinking beer from styrofoam cups. All hope was lost.
The light got down, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010But then… but Then, the light got down off its soapbox and began to boogie like there was a tomorrow. Seems we’ll be alright after all.
Park wanderers, 2010.
Wednesday, May 12th, 2010They wander and wonder why the sun only comes around during the day.
