uro no ena - the afterbirth of emptiness
What will be after death? It can probably be "nothingness". Then, what is true mourning? Strongly realizing the disconnection with the dead, and enduring the extreme of sorrow. All the subjects in these pictures are my father. He was half a century older than me, so I grew up worried that he would die in near future. Since I was in photography school, I have been taking pictures of him for nearly 10 years. However, death was abrupt. There was no notice, no reason, no promise, death took away almost all of himself. At that time, I came to know despair for the first time in my life. The only world when he alived was over. Nonetheless, I keep bending ear to these images. In order to carry this world after he passed away. The work is only way for me to listen to the voice of silence.
kuchi hana - the broken blossoms
to my father
NOISE - the trace of absence
When the ISO of a digital single-lens reflex camera is set to ultra-high sensitivity for shooting, luminance and color noise is generated. In general, noise is a "foreign matter" and exists as a "denial" in the re-presentation.
However, instead of reducing it, I dared to accept it as a "foreign matter". When I photographed a color filter for lighting by combining various factors such as white balance, exposure, and clarity, deep and rich colors appeared.
It is a remnant of color that has never existed, not before the re-presentation of what was "once-was", and is a "trace of absence."