shashasha 写々者

“Who knows when this forest path was born?

Before us is scenery without a sense of time.

The winding path leads upward, continuing without end.

Toge - a mountain pass.

That place, which is, in a sense, totally closed off,

Because we are at peace with one other,

Gives me a sense of freedom.

How beautiful is a forest path in winter!

All is dry.

The sound of a pebble tumbling down makes me feel the clear air.

I face the side open sky, and I stand still.

If I just breathe in this air, I believe it will make me forget everything

about my time in the world below.

Before long, the path leads down uncertainly.

When I go around the curve,

it will bring me back down to my tedious daily life.”

• Jiro Nomura

Photographed inbetween 2002-2011, Jiro Nomura's