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Reflection at Le Mer in Okitsu Beach, Chiba

Monday, July 15th, 2013

Fog, Praustian View of California in Okitsu

 

Three out of the last four years I have made a pilgrimage to gaze out onto the pacific ocean from rural Okitsu Beach in Chiba.  It is not the most beautiful beach.  It is not the sandiest.  It does have its own quiet charm.

Having grown up in Florida I was surrounded by water, but I never fully appreciated how important the ocean was in my life.  I was always near the water, but I never enjoyed the surf and sand.  Now, having been so far from the land of my birth I truly know that part of my soul is made up of sand and salty water.

This time was rather interesting day.  We arrived about 9 in the morning after a 2 hour drive from Tokyo.  The sun was hot and blazing when I took a little walk as there was time before other friends arrived.  This sleepy little port has a safe harbor that lets out into the ocean.  About 10 minutes into the walk the shoreline was engulfed in fog.  I had never seen fog in Japan before, and I was instantly transported back to my days on the California coast when there were more days with fog than without.

I climbed up a set of stone steps to a small fisherman shinto shrine and couldn’t make out the shore across the small stretch of water.  This is when something caught my eye.  At first glance I thought it was a small dog out in the morning air, but it didn’t move like a dog.  In fact when it turned to scamper up the side of the hill I realized that it was a fawn with a small bushy white tail.  We had out moment together on the hillside overlooking Okitsu beach.

The ocean calms my spirit.  Just to be able to lookout over the rippling waves allows for my heart to be cleansed.  Even with the petrol gurgling of the jet skis I was able to let go of much of the worries that would come back to haunt me that evening.

Even more cleansing than just sitting on the concrete steps gazing out to the horizon, was to be able to submerse myself in the salt water.  The small lapping waves of the sandy section of the beach and the cold under currents of the pacific refreshed my soul as much as it did my sun soaked flesh.

The beach isn’t very long and can be walked at my island pace in matter of 20 or 30 minutes.  My eyes peeled to the heavy grains of sand searching for bits of broken ceramics.  I am still not really sure why there are so many pieces of pottery on this beach but from their smooth edges they have been tumbling in the water for quite some time.  I even found what I first took to be a five yen coin.  On closer inspection it was a bit of Japanese copper treasure.  Most of the writing has been washed away, but just guessing that the coin is probably from the Edo Period ( 19th century).

I felt so cleansed by the time we left the beach.  My soul was floating my body fatigued from being out in the sun, even though we were mainly under clouds and fog.  Then I heard about the Trayvon Zimmerman case.  I wasn’t actually surprised, but I was disheartened by some people calling for violence because of the verdict.  On the other side Zimmerman was being idolized as a hero for killing an African teenaged American.

I started to spiral.  Negative thoughts were entering into a space that I had just cleansed.  I wonder why so many choose hate over love.  Why are Americans so predisposed to accepting violence as a problem solving escapes my grasp.  The feelings were growing I realized that it wasn’t only Zimmerman being found not guilty that was troubling.  It was how Americans as a people are coming to a point were we cannot relate of empathize with each other.  It is like waling backwards into the 1950s all over again.

There is so much trouble in the world, and I did let those troubled spirits into my soul.  It is a constant battle to keep on the positive.  To let go of the hate, the guilt, the pettiness that overwhelms so many of us.  I am thankful that the most high has given me a way of dealing with my introspection.  I am so thankful that I can express myself though the visual arts, and I challenge myself to put my heart out there for others.  If anyone can relate to what I am struggling with, then I know the act of being introspective is proper.

I am thankful to all my friends and family who take the time to reach out to me.  I appreciate the exchange of warmth and ideas.  Even though we may feel alone I know that none of us truly are.

Listen to the sound of the sea.  Let the salty air and water cleanse you.  Make the time to be reflective, and together we can overpower the hate with love.

 

 

 

Okitsu Beach Tidal Canal

Stairway to Jungle

Fisherman with Boat, Rope and Trap, Okitsu, Chiba, Japan

Concrete Beach Wave, Okitsu, Chiba, Japan

Inky Reflections of a Shaken Week

Saturday, April 20th, 2013

Reservoir Love Tremblor, Nishi Kasai, Tokyo

 

 

The earth refused to hold steady this week.  For the first time in many months if not more than a year our cellphones went off warning of an imminent earthquake.  The first large one struck the island of Miyakejima about 180 kilometers south west of Tokyo.  In fact it’s jurisdiction still falls under the government of Tokyo.   By the time the seismic waves reached us the only sensation I felt was a bit of rolling in my home.

Other shakers followed throughout the week with large ones in the Fukushima area, a 7.0 off the coast of the most norther part of Hokkaido, and one just last night on the tip of Chiba prefecture in Choshi.  Way to close for comfort.

On top of all the shaking we have all the turmoil in Boston.  Reading though the comments on some of the news websites, reflect such hatred.  Where my physically body has been rocked by the constant movement of the earth, my soul was feeling the weight of unfolding events.

Now, it is Shabbat.  It is a time to rest the physical and the spiritual.  It is the time that has been given to us to recoup the spirit.  A chance to shake off the troubles and reinvest in our faith.  Our spirits our tried on a daily basis, use the time we have been given to reflect upon the week, and give thanks that we are still here.

shabbat shalom to all

 

Golden Hearted Opportunities to Come

Wednesday, January 18th, 2012

This lost and found object spoke to me on my way home from the station.  I haven’t been focusing too much on the lost and found items recently as I have been searching out new subjects.  However, this one spoke to me.

The tiny golden heart on a cold winter day was surrounded my the warm ring of fuzz.  The gold reflected the gentle dusk twilight.  As I looked into the heart I could see so much that is to come.  There are opportunities that will open up.

The unseen will be seen.  Those new subjects that I am searching for will be found.  Not only what I am searching for, but I pray that our communities will find them too.  There is so much distractions in the world.  People lust after the precious metals. Humans devour the earth in search for them.

But, this tiny scrap of gold is not what I desire.  In fact it is not what we all should be desiring.  We should be looking at the reflection.  We should be contemplating our path, and our place in this world.  We should be seeking our voice and perfection in what we choose to pursue.

Look into the golden heart. and see what it will show you.

Golden Hearted Fluff

Arbitrary Line in Time

Thursday, January 5th, 2012

The clock moved from one year to the next.  I am not sure what it really means.  If we think in geological time there is no difference between 2011 and 2012.  There is not much to the change other than our calendars we use to tick off the time.  This line has been drawn.

The Japanese used to celebrate the new year according to the phases of the moon, but in the Meiji period they decided to follow the Gregorian calendar.  Why?  Did they want to be more like the west, or less like the other asian nations?

It is just a point we use to attempt changes in our lives. In that respect it is a positive, however, we should be striving for these changes for frequently.  The process of observation, reflection, and change should be ongoing, and not decided by a date on the wall.

Look out into the known unknown and see what there is to be seen.

Forward Out to Bay

Hectic Week, Strong Yellow, Introspective Time

Saturday, July 23rd, 2011

This week has been extremely hectic.  There is just too much going on with so many deadlines approaching at the same time. I miss blogging over the past few days, as I now try to play catch up with my artful emotions.

But that is one of the keys, isn’t it?  That the pathway to the artistic salvation is though the action of doing one’s art.  It should be a daily meditation that takes many forms, writing, painting, and for me photographing.

It is not only the act of photographing that is important.  As any good photographer will tell you, editing, is as important or even more important that the act of making a photograph.  It is through that act that the process begins, but the selection of what the artist chooses to reveal to the world, forever reflects on the artist.  I have heard the stories of Salvador Dali burning his early work, because he did not want his carefully constructed image to be disrupted.

I am of another school of thought.  I want to be able to see the various work I have created over the years.  It is only through reexamining my work am I able to understand where I have been, where I am now, and some choices of where I want to go.

I am thankful for the sabbath,and to keep it holy yes. It is also my time to become introspective to come to some understanding of the previous week.  As I sit here typing this on an early Saturday evening, after editing a few pictures, I am relieved and pleased to be alive.  All the tribulation, and troubles melt away in a sea of yellow color sound.  My energies refreshed, ready to take on what I have to take on the following week.

One is All it Takes, with Shadow

Wall Tree Rose Window

Perming in the Urban Garden

Thursday, February 10th, 2011

Seated in front of a hair salon in Nishi Kasai, were all these potted Aloe plants.  They were just there adding some green to their concrete surroundings.  Step inside, get a perm, pick a leaf of Aloe to soothe your burns, or dry skin.  All at the Lets Perm Salon.

Perming the Air Conditioner

Ya dig? Bicycle Window Pipe and then a Wall

Thursday, January 27th, 2011

Can you’ll all out there see this back alley.  Just there waiting.  A little slice of siding cake just ready to be put into it’s proper dimensions.

Ya’ll dig it?

Bike Window Pipe then Wall

Nothingness Reflected

Tuesday, January 25th, 2011

The weather was cool and dry after a night of sudden rain.  As I made my way back to Ichikawa station I stopped in front of a closed indoor tennis and ballet school.  The withered vines covered the wall, and I was staring into an empty display case, that wasn’t really empty.  It was a good end to a new beginning or is it the other way around?

Nothingness Reflection Wall

Somewhere Between Shinagawa and Ginza

Thursday, December 30th, 2010

I am not sure exactly where these were taken the other day. The reason being that I urban hiked on the pavement between Shinagawa and Ginza.  Getting lost a bit on the way.  Getting lost in Tokyo is never that bad, because no matter how lost you get you are never really that far from a subway station.

I really dig these two images.  They are complete constructions.  Built brick by brick and tile by tile to form a fully constructed lucid communication view of my adopted home of Tokyo.

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Green Tiled International Reflection

Glass Brick Wall, Potted Plants, Concrete Step and Red Tiles

Red All Over

Tuesday, December 7th, 2010

As many of my friends throughout the world snuggle up next to the fire as the snow falls to the street, we here in Tokyo are in full blown autumn.  It seemed to arrive a little bit late this year, after all we are already into December.  There is that lovely transitional period that happens twice a year, in the spring and in the autumn.  The colors just illuminate the concrete and the corrugated metal, if only for a few weeks.

Breathe in the clean autumn air, and let those colors soak into your soul.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, and then repeat.

Wall or Changing Disguise

Linear Natural Reflection Urban

Double Posting

Overcast Commercial Tsudanuma

Saturday, October 23rd, 2010

The wind was blowing a cool dry breeze as I made my way to Tsudanuma station in Chiba.  The wind caused me to zipper up my windbreaker to shield myself from the cold.  It really isn’t that cold, I just think that my body hasn’t really acclimated to the weather change after a long and hot summer.

Will the weather turn to as long as a winter as we had summer?

For now may we all enjoy this lovely in between.

A Complete Disconnect

Brown Eye

Blue Wave Switch

Faux Image

Déjà Vu, Lost, but Found

Friday, September 10th, 2010

I decided to do a docodemo walk yesterday.  Meaning I just picked a station that I had never been and just started walking.  My plan was to get lost.  I didn’t want to get totally lost but that is what happened.  I got off at Edogawabashi station, and started to make my way roughly back towards where I had journeyed from.  Somehow I ended up in Waseda, home of Waseda University.  Stopped off to rest my legs and get a bite to eat and choose to head back towards Kagurazaka, in order to stop over at a nice French cafe.  However, I soon got a Déjà vu feeling as i past by a cracked window that was covered with gel stickers.  I thought to myself, how this looks like the window I passed like 90 minutes ago, and I soon realized that it was.  it made me laugh out loud to come to the realization that I had walked in a huge circle.  This is why I don’t really have a good sense of direction in the city.  Looking forward to the next time that I get lost.

Plotted Escape

You've Got to Get Glasses

One Walled Lantern

Lived In

Diamond Déjà vu

Yanaka Nice, Went there Twice!

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

Yes it is true.  I went to Yanka area yesterday, and I returned there today.  I guess I just couldn’t get enough of that baking heat bouncing off the asphalt and the aluminum siding.  One big change was that we went to the Zakuro Persian spot on Yanaka Ginza Street.  We had an amazing meal of chickpeas, spicy soup, lamb, breads, and kebabs.  Amazing place.

Crate Table Door Window Pipe

Glass Brick Barber-San

Organic - Inorganic

Laundry Tree Shade

Long Time Around Naka Meguro Way

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

Made a pilgrimage to the Ethiopian joint Queen Sheeba.  I hadn’t been there for a long time, something like a god 15 years.  The air was a bit cooler than usual, and I was able to get a couple of nice long exposures on the backstreets away from the station.  Quiet, dark, evening…

Canal Side, Naka Meguro

Summer Night Naka Meguro

Ueno: Deconstructed Constructions

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010

The world in which we live is full of rectangles, squares, angles, triangles, and so on.  Most everything can be reduced to these simple shapes.  Even the organic nature of plants lends themselves to be studies as shapes.

Here in the back streets of Ueno, all of the shapes come colliding together.  The round leaves, contrasting with the angular structures.  They all work together to form an interesting picture of Tokyo that I love.

Striped Awning Front Garden

Window VIne Suit

Ping Pong No Here

Under the Portection

Dusty Jewels

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