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Barnacle Avenue Cont.

I couldn’t help thinking about how strange the timing of its arrival was - just like everything that happened these past two days since Tsukiji-san’s death. Looking at my friends now, whom had instantaneously changed from broken-down adults into ecstatic children discussing which one was there favorite flavor, I sincerely wanted to believe in a world – or at least an island –  where people can be reborn as ice cream.

2010

Costa Rica for enRoute photo editor: Leila Courey

After dinner the exhaustion from the past week took hold, so my girlfriend Miki and I took a nap, which ended up lasting for four hours. We woke up at eleven, and then decided to go for a drive to get some air. As soon as we left the house, the horrible weather from earlier was gone, and the night sky, which was especially clear because of the winter cold, was littered full of the brightest stars that I had ever seen. At that moment, I thought about how extreme and harsh the weather could be on the island, but at the same time because of that brutality, it also opens up to moments of extreme beauty directly afterwards, and that those brief times of natural brilliance, which cannot be captured properly by words or pictures, makes all the misery and discomfort worth it. And it was then, after weeks of second guessing my choice of leaving my photographic career, my friends, and everything I had known in Tokyo behind that I realized for the first time since I had moved here that I had made the right decision and that I was happy.

I went to Korea for two weeks and this is the best thing I made

Solomon’s seal

Water lilies