Tokyo. What a word, what a name. Great shape, great sound: TOKIO, TŌKYŌ, TOKYO. Romanize it how you like, it’s still the “eastern capital” and just saying the word itself brings to mind celestial images of an infinite city, a visible city.
SO! For seven days, each morning at daybreak, I’m going to walk a chunk of that infinitude. Fifteen to twenty kilometers a day. A hundred kilometers or so in total. The plan is to trace back over those twenty-two years of my life, thinking about how the city has changed. Because Tokyo has changed. Significantly. The building boom of the last two decades (and the last decade in particular) has reshaped so much of its topography.
If you bristle at that price, I apologize! Cheap, print-on-demand prints don’t interest me. I’m a bit fussy about the work I put out into the world, and my goal is not to “saturate the markets” with CRAIGMODSTUFF but rather to put out a few things with great deliberation. Unfortunately, it can mean they’re sometimes expensive. I’m also looking at doing open-edition signed prints in the future. They should be cheaper ($150?). I’m learning as I go along — about production, distribution, and pricing. Thanks for your patience and understanding. And support!
Alright, the wind is lashing the rain (truly, lashing it like giant ropes of water) against my studio. The thunder made me laugh once again in bed it was so loud. I’ve got a pile of equipment on the floor ready to be packed. Tomorrow, I head up to Tokyo to make camp and get ready to mega-walk the week away.
