Shibuya-ku — I was invited to view a 1:1000 scale model of Tokyo today. It felt … liturgical. Like bearing witness to a holy object. It was WEIRD — let’s just say that — the response I found myself having to this thing. The model is INSANELY detailed. Borgesian, fractal. Everything is constructed and printed at 300dpi and you feel like you could fall headfirst into any corner of it. I’m not sure you can be...
Tokyo — The Snack Bar or Dagashi Bar in Japanese is on a corner of a small street, one block away from the lively food alley of Ebisu. If you didn’t know of its existence you would most likely miss it no matt...
Tokyo — On the way back from the Immigration Office to the city I stopped to draw Tokyo Bay. The sketch was almost complete when a gust of wind blew the loose page from my hand. I watched helplessly as it slo...
You can take the expat out of Japan....
It's so fascinating reading what others have written about Tokyo on this platform. It's been 6 years since I left and I've been having random flashbacks ever since.
The Tokyo model, 1:1000
The chari is minimal and heavy. If forces you to ride slow and relax. Ready for another day of work!
Last call at Ippodo. No one else drinking tea today.
Friday evening bikeride through Kagurazaka.
"Do you want me to take your picture?"
An alleyway for my stomach
Collection de feuilles moches
The walk home.
Ten years to the day. Thirteen hours in the air, giddy on plum wine, too drunk to be scared.
Learning to let go
Playground for adults.
3 Artists, 2 NYers, a Photographer, and Ebisu Tour Pt. IV: Ebisu Ramen
Tokyo and their many hidden cafés absolutely kills me. Beautiful day, company, life.
Rosé bubbly. Oysters. Happiness.
3 Artists, 2 NYers, a Photographer, and Ebisu Tour Pt. III: Ebisu Yokocho
I listened to Luis
3 Artists, 2 NYers, a Photographer, and Ebisu Tour Pt. II: the Snack Bar
3 Artists, 2 NYers, a Photographer, and Ebisu Tour Pt. I: Pubs
Comme si de rien n'était.
I am the worst.
Il y avait un mariage.
Rêve du 05 mai 2014
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, je regarde la pluie tomber, je regarde les immeubles se refleter sur le goudron humide,je marche sur les immeubles. je vole.
Foggy sky over Tokyo, last remnant of a passed season...
While walking amid the cherry trees of Tokyo’s Toyama Park I sensed I was being watched...
Philosophy in Shimo-Kitazawa
My beautiful neighborhood. I fall more and more in love Tokyo and Japan. Can't believe I live here.