Sometimes you have to remind yourself where you’re at in your life to get a better grasp of the things around you. For me, photos act as the crutch to do this. However, I can never figure out the disconnect between the image on screen and the image in reality - in other words, the photos I see taken of Tokyo are images that I fail to see every day around me, no matter how hard I look.

In memory we often see an image of what once was. It’s the same as in a photograph. We see a moment and image captured from before, but it’s not real now. We long to go back to that moment or place. I think that’s Tokyo for me. An image of the first time I came here and everything that I experienced with it: the excitement, the detail, the freshness. I feel as if I’m trying to relive that thing but no matter how hard I try, it’ll only ever exist in memory or as a digital record - whether my own or someone else’s. But I keep searching for that moment and place and that’s what keeps me going here.

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