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tokyo diary

10.4

- for a city which some people, with reason, call "ugly," tokyo is highly photogenic. the light streams in—it is bright, but never harsh (i.e. flat), even at midday. it's important to note that buildings have a significant effect on it; they soak it up, or diffuse it, or reflect it in powerful beams which illuminate unexpected sections of the sidewalk.

- a comforting fact, somehow: you can buy hamburger eyes here. it costs ¥1500, so not too much of a markup even.

- crowds (cameras) everywhere.

- a different scene at every turn. a feeling that the photo will be there for the taking, if you wait for it.

10.5

- i lied. there is such a thing as flat light in tokyo. duh.

- had a drink not exactly with, but in close physical proximity to, a major personal photography hero.

- walking around all day with a heavy camera is exhausting. duh.

- non-photography note: "marquee moon" is my new karaoke jam.

10.6

- shadow (night) and not-shadow (day).

- lots of neon for the golden half.

Small axe

If I was serious about trying to stamp out as much "bad internet photo discourse" as I could, I'd have to look no further than Flickr commenters, who might rival Yelp in their inanity:

He doesn't quite take photos, no he doesn't, he purely experimenting with photography, I hasn't seen one shot that he took as a photographer, but as an experimenter.

Parse this sentence: you'll find nothing! Unless you can think of a photographer who isn't also an experimenter, that is. Photography might be the most "experimental" of art forms, although that's a different discussion.

It's not worth coming down hard on people or groups that don't deserve it. Do you know who falls in that category? Hamburger Eyes. As I was reading all these insipid Flickr comments, the thought occured to me that even though Hamburger Eyes doesn't articulate anything verbally, that's not a goal they've set for themselves: the Hamburger Eyes magazine has no words.

guess the year

I hope amart continues to throw good looking photos up on the Hamburger Eyes blog.

Camera as justification

Holding a camera is reason enough to put yourself in strange physical positions, or to act foolishly in general. Picture the photographer crouching down in the middle of the crowd, squinting through the lens at a party, leaning to one side to get a better angle—in short, doing the "wrong" thing. The camera justifies all of this.

Garry Winogrand, "Apollo 11 Moon Shot"
click for large

If the Winogrand photo does not illustrate this is concept well, open up this clip and skip to the 5:40 mark for an accurate representation.

You have to put yourself in harm's way to take photos. Of course this is not really true: can you imagine Sugimoto-san running wide-eyed into the street for the sake of a shot? But Hamburger Eyes has shown the value of curating photos that were created out of this approach.

"hamburger eyes" + discourse

This is what I mean by "the photo magazine San Francisco deserves":

remember when we did that show last month at hope gallery and we made a split totebag with them? we had one side and they had one side? well shit, we just got a box of them and now you can buy them, fuuuucckkkiiiin siiiiiiiiiiicckkkkkkkk.. the WORMHOLES online shopping adventure has been re-designed for ultimate deep space pleasure, so dont be a kook, credit cards to da max! [link]

I have more to say about Hamburger Eyes, and it will be kinder. I don't think they'd have a bone to pick with this, though—an unpretentious attitude towards photography seems to be essential to the production of their work. If that means doing away with serious discourse then so be it; that's a much more honest stance to take than publishing pretentious nonsense.

Moriyama & Araki

A couple of weeks ago I went on a small binge of photo book-buying. Over the course of a weekend, I bought Nobuyoshi Araki's Subway Love, Daido Moriyama's Shinjuku 19XX-20XX and the latest issue of Hamburger Eyes. I don't have much to say about Hamburger Eyes except that it's the photo magazine San Francisco deserves.

The Araki and Moriyama books provoked a lot more thoughts for me. These two are both two "gods" of Japanese photography. I might be wrong, but I’m pretty sure Moriyama only works in black and white. Araki uses color, but Subway Love is all black and white. The X’s in Shinjuku 19XX-20XX correspond to 67 and 04; the Araki book is from 1963-72.

Subway Love is a collection of photographs that Araki took while riding around on the Tokyo subway after work. He would use a wide-angle lens, and wait until there was a bump in the train to disguise the sound of the shutter. According to his interview at the back of the book, he'd try to wait until people were yawning or picking their nose until shooting them ("it’s the things that people don’t want photographed that are interesting"). He also relates that every so often, people would get mad and take him to the subway police. (They once asked him "why are you taking pictures when there’s nothing special happening?") It was pretty brave of him to shoot people on the subway – pointing a camera at someone isn't the easiest thing to do – but the book gives you a sense of his compulsion to shoot. Some pages show entire contact sheets, others display a few consecutive frames. You can follow his eye.

click for full page view

So while Araki was in people's faces on the subway, the Moriyama book is very much about surface. The first image of the book sums it up: it's taken at night, of a small parking lot with a couple of rain-soaked cars. There's a pool of water that shows up as entirely black, except for the stark white reflection of a sign advertising 100 yen parking. Another image is of shadows on a tiled building, another shows a thin line of daylight running between two buildings. People show up in these pictures, but they're not really the subjects. These pictures aren’t actually from the book but they were shot in Shinjuku anyway. The first and third pictures are very representative of the book.

It's impossible for me to look at Subway Love without thinking of Araki's later photographs. He became famous as a "bad boy" photographer for taking tons of pictures of naked Japanese women, in bondage or otherwise. There’s a link between the gaze on the subway and his later stuff. He became something of a lecherous old man, but I admire the way that he let his will to photograph take precedence above all other things. Both of these guys have been in my head lately: Araki for more so for his attitude towards photography, Moriyama for his style. There are a lot of pictures in his book that are just flat out blurry, or where the contrast is pushed really far. It makes me want to take more risks with processing.

I’m thinking of not taking color pictures for a little while. Black and white is so much easier to control.