Admittedly, purple is not my kind of clothing color, but this shirt was too good to pass up yesterday at Graniph in Shimokitazawa.
The only real issue about it (besides the fact it is purple) is that it is cut for a really skinny Japanese guy, not some 6-foot-4 beefy fellow from Nebraska.
This means it is probably going to look better pinned up a wall than it would stretched obscenely around my torso.
And by recent I mean, since January, 2008. There are about 200 negative sheets of developed 35mm film sitting on my desk- but being focused on 6×7 means they are probably going to sit there for a little bit more. At least until I finish printing all my Nikon show work in the next month.
The first two deal nicely with the ambiguous re-creation of space that photographs show you.
These second two are more about what’s in them.
Urayasu is what’s happening
Also, Harumi is the most genuinely happy waitress you will ever meet.
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