..March 2006 Kamchatka Highway, Siberia..
Posts Tagged ‘The Edge of the World’
Heavy Thinking….
Friday, August 20th, 2010Nagasaki Morning
Thursday, July 15th, 2010
Nagasaki Morning
Tuesday, July 13th, 2010Untitled from Paule Saviano on Vimeo.
Fragile
Wednesday, June 9th, 2010..September 2009 New York, Paris, Tokyo, Vladivostok..
You can’t learn to Love someone.
…Vladivostok… the lonely forgotten port empire sitting on the End of Nowhere. Who are you? You vex my dreams and nightmares.
If I could get there in a minute and get back in 2 minutes, I would stay for 3 minutes. A point on the way to another destination. What’s down there, what does it feel like?
You’ve been forgotten by Everyone. Except for those who make the trip to the Edge of the World. I can’t get You out of my mind. And I want to forget you.
The Edge of the World
Friday, March 5th, 2010
Fragile
Monday, February 1st, 2010..October 2008 Asakusa..Tokyo..Me..What I’ve Found..
Fragile
Thursday, January 28th, 2010
Yesterday
Friday, October 16th, 2009..October 2009 New York, Tokyo, Nagasaki, and Kamakura..
I have many thoughts about spending last autumn in Tokyo and Nagasaki. It’s exactly a year. In many ways it feels like yesterday.
It is strange because my mind and heart are still in Nagasaki and Tokyo. With the atomic bomb Survivors, Hibakusha, in Nagasaki, and at the Survivor’s of the Tokyo fire bombings home’s in Tokyo and Chiba.
I still feel the change in the air from September to October when I walked around Asakusa and Kamakura on days I wasn’t taking photos.
I still see the emerald green leaves turn to rust orange in Shinjuku Gardens. It feels like last year was a day ago.
How do we get time back? Or is the passage of time what makes it special?
The Edge of the World
Wednesday, October 7th, 2009..May 2007 Aluetian Islands beneath my feet..
..With the Aluetian Islands beneath my feet. I’m leaving North America crossing into Asia. The Aluetian Islands feel like tentacles reaching from the West into the Northern Pacific and the the back door of the Far East.
The plane ride glides across Canada, hits an apex in Alaska, then slowly descends across Attu Island, spiraling past Siberia, and down to the Edge of the World.
Little know, but important front of WW II was fought on these stretch of islands reaching off Alaska. Japanese skipped across this backdoor. Took 2 years to get the small force off the islands. A Zero fighter crashed, found perfectly intact, to be studied…
You don’t think of it, the Aluetians are the last outpost of the US Empire. The furthest beacon away from the homeland. Completely unknown to 99% of the population. From this ocean perch, it’s a direct stare into Siberia and the entrance to Japan. I can see the red lights of Sapporo on the horizon.
The Edge of the World
Friday, October 2nd, 2009
