In Ichikawa, Chiba the other day, I stood on a bridge overlooking a small river moving though the town. I watched the petals drift down the river, thinking to myself, see you in 2010.
Walking back to the station in Ichikawa, Chiba, my heart dropped down around my ankles today. The Oaba Photo Studio is No More. It was there a few months ago. Yes, it was decaying, and empty, a hollow shell of what it most have been.
The papers that lay in its window were faded from years of exposure. But that is all gone now. At this time huge canvas sheets protect the road from the debris from its destruction. Several bright orange cones keep the viewers back.
Sigh, so yes, the Obara Photographic Studio will be missed. Another piece of analog history dies.
The Oaba Photographic Studio, 2008
Taken with the Fujipet 120 camera
The Oaba Photographic Studio Is No More, 2009
Wandering the backstreets of the Roppongi district in Tokyo yesterday, I came across a little alley with a withering flower. It must have been gorgeous just a few hour, days ago. Look closely, what do you see. Roppongi is undergowing a makeover of an epic scale.
the side streets.
the quiet street.
away from the urban swamp that is tokyo
beauty, imagination, time racing to stand still.
The little Cherry Blossoms keep on falling.
The little ones keep on splashing some color into the
concrete jungle that is Tokyo.
It is that time of year, as the days start to grow warmer, the days start to get a bit longer and all the cherry blossoms come out to play. If you don’t live in Japan, you can’t imagine what a big event going out and appreciating the cherry blossoms. People hang out on top of blue plastic sheets in parks up and down, all over Japan. Drinking to excess and just flat out having a good time. This is the first batch of images taken with the Ricoh GRII. As usual there will be more 2 come.
Last but not least.
For there are more to come
The Dela Soul Dugout is up and running. Nightly DJ sessions over of ustream.tv. For those of you who don’t know ustream yet, over on Dela Soul Dugout you can catch Bumpy Knuckles aka Freddy Foxx, and Brimstone127. Maseo popped over the secret broadcasting location of Brimstone127 aka DJ Wheatgrass, and I was able to snap a little piece of OURSTORY.
the dugout is where its happening!! Real organic, true school, HIPHOP.
DELASOUL’s Dugout is where its happening!! Real organic, true school, HIPHOP.
This b-girl, PrettySick, could really kick it at the Hot Wheels Jam down in Miami. She literally almost kicked my camera out of my hands. If it wasn’t for my brother Brimstone127, that would have been all she wrote for my SLR. But the image is worth it. Big ups to the Street Master Crew and PrettySick!
The Brass Prince son of the Brass King loves to pose, break, and getting on the wheels of steel just like his pop. I caught up with the youths at Youth Expressions Bboy battle and jam down at the rock bottom in Miami, Florida. If we teach the youth in what is real Hiphop culture the future will be HipHop. His little brother follows and will get there someday too.
The Brass Prince will catch you all on the flip side.
Well, when I was a youth the skating rink was called Hot Wheels. I am not even sure what the exact name of the place is anymore, just about everyone I know still calls it hot wheels. I was down to catch an old school breaking jam. Fab breakers including the Street Masters Crew, Triple Seven out to just grab the floor and spur each other on.
motion, movement and light.
