Sunday, August 7

The hot air balloons









Sendai, 2011


Often times, I imagine being carried by a hot air balloon, alighting at any place the imagination can fabricate. I'd usually choose a quaint, little Japanese neighborhood with roughly a few dozen houses, and where an old izakaya defines the nightlife, or an old local train station concludes the very heart beat of the whole town. There is always a backstory in my head, mostly romantic in nature, typifying the beautiful complexities of a rustic Japanese life, where years are measured by how saltier the sea breeze becomes each passing summer.

I am sure the little towns along the coastline of Miyage would have been the perfect airports of my hot air balloon. Seeing how these towns were washed out to ruins just make me realize that some place remains beautiful even if they were completely scathed to utter mess.



Opus from Haruka Nakamura's Arne

7 comments:

Erica said...

These are beautiful and haunting. And your writing truly conveys so much imagination and truth. I'm so excited to have found your blog!

vanessaweber said...

just came across your blog, you have some awesome photos! i'll definitely be back.

jera said...

Hi Mike! I love your nice, clean layout and the tone of your shots! Paulo and I have started blogging too.. Mind if we list you in our blogroll?

naomemandeflores said...

These images are so impressive. Also adore the romantic take on rustic japanese life and your lovely idea of hot air ballons landing wherever you want.


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Henry said...

love your photos...

very beautiful, even if the subject matter in this set is beyond melancholy.

the béchamel sauce said...

I've been reading your blog since July, and it's always a pleasure to read your blog.

And this one, I thought, were the one that I like the most. The simply words you've put, the photos, and the music, just made everything so pretty and they tell the story by themselves. :)

kitchu said...

your imagery and words do something to my heart. i can't find the words for it. but i am thankful to have found this space.