血を吐きそうなぐらい淋しくても 誰でも良いから、ということにはならない だが、時間と場所、次々と流れて、去って行く…のが悲しい。どうしようもなく

” …compulsive mobility of 20th century life as a measure of social and moral instability. Freedom of movement is interpreted as the curse of movement — an inability to remain still, to come to rest, to be anchored.”

I do not really like staged photography. I like capturing one real moment. Because I believe it tells a better story. Simply a personal preference.