Now that I’m home I realise that I seem to have captured quite a few (hopefully good) men whilst I was in Tokyo and Kyoto. Not only did I gravitate toward the men, but I seem to have found the older generation more interesting than their younger counterparts.
I don’t have a similar number of female subjects to showcase in a post, and this surprises me greatly, mainly because I feel that I’m just as susceptible as the next person to the clichés associated with Japan, and thought I would’ve returned home with stacks of photos of kimono-clad or fashionable youth tribes we so often see in travel shows or magazines.
Plus, if I ever needed proof that I’m drawn to the pedestrian, I suppose the majority of these photos provide that.
A further realisation is that I’m moving more toward people as subjects, much more than I used to do. Mind you, as this lot shows, I still favour captures from a distance, but I have a sense that I might be ready to move closer in the not-too-distant-future. A quick glance at what I was posting this time last year seems to bear this out; people were in the frame for scale or as an ‘accessory’ to the scene.
Before I sign off on this post, I must also say that it has not been my favourite time of year (Christmas and the end of year, or the beckoning of a new one – I suppose it all depends on one’s perspective). I have been quiet/absent and have even taken a break from Instagram. I know almost anyone who cares about photography and the visibility of their output would say that shunning Instagram is the number one thing NOT to do, but my love-hate relationship with the platform has veered more toward hate of late, so I’m hoping the sojourn will see me reinstating the app to my phone before too long, combined with more positive thoughts and a renewed sense of inspiration. (If you’ve ever felt the same, or do feel so regularly, I’d be interested to hear how you fight the social media malaise.)