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Early days - spring (4)
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by tetsuya_endo | 2008-03-10 08:09 | Chapter 1
Early days - spring (3)
'Marriage' between America and Japan after World War Two, influencing with each other, caused significant problems. Japanese people are very productive, and once the objects set they mow through the crowd without seeing the long term results. So, when they are connected to new technologies, they are too absorbed in without vision without looking back how it was. As a result, they are forgetting what they were, what their identity is.
Speaking of identity, I wonder why the popular artists in Japan are not always popular abroad. It is not until recently that a few mavericks are appreciated for their works. The Japanese have always imported cultures, and developed in their own way. What is special for Japan? It is a 'perfection;' in other words, everything can complete within its country.
Japan has four seasons where everything is always changing exquisitely, and that circulation of isolated islands allowed people to live in a miniature cosmos. If they hadn't been connected to technologies, they wouldn't have had to depend on other countries. Those days has gone, though the domestic tendency not being concerned with other countries still keeps foreigners at a distance. Ironically, this narrow mind is the base of Japanese mentality and also nurtures extraordinary fine works. However, in many categories merely formalisms for perfection are reserved now.
Nowadays rather foreigners are becoming great appreciators of Japan. Surprisingly, those are not the Japanese but foreigners who are now keeping Japanese traditional craft arts and can even find the essence of Japan visiting tourist spots where are rather minor for Japanese people. In Japan, people can't help living with four seasons. Probably foreign fresh set of eyes can see what the Japanese, for being too accustomed to artificial environments, have been forgetting in awareness of nature. Mine maybe rather similar to foreigners'. The world is becoming more diverse and sharing different people's sense of values. The Japanese have become more and more superficial and infantile as the industry developed. The age, in which only Japanese people could confine the appreciation of the culture, has gone. Vague but delicate, small but accurate, and sad but beautiful, Japanese sensibility is sure to be shared with the rest of the world.
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by tetsuya_endo | 2008-03-09 08:04 | Chapter 1
Early days - spring (2)
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by tetsuya_endo | 2008-03-08 09:04 | Chapter 1
Early days - spring (1)
When I was a university student, the air of people's living remained in towns all over Japan. It was in the early '80s just before Japan achieved its top economy, so-called 'babble.' Even though many construction sites for high-rise buildings were busy everywhere, at the same time people were still preserving the Japanese way of life, in which the base was 'respect for elders.' Because of this border time between the new age and old, despite the temptation of brand-new things creeping around, something organic of back streets' lifves in communities were yet a pleasure. They chatted each other in the streets over everything. In the activities, seniors were regarded as good role models, since they knew what younger generations didn't even realise. As well, old buildings and products managed to keep dignity in front of the proliferation of marvelous technologies.
That was my salad days so was spring time to begin blooming from a bud. Indeed, flowers coming out all together tell us of the highlight of spring in Japan. In repeated cloudy weather, the weak and light grows slightly stronger and stronger before faint landscapes are finally changed revealed.
I remember I was searching for a town, to take pictures capturing my identities as a Japanese, which has environments in which I was brought up. When I rode on a motorcycle in a long straight road along with the Japan Sea with sunset on my back, I felt I was a tiny insect on this land. Off the main road, in a distant vegetable field suddenly a beautiful young woman appeared as if she had been born from the soil. Those roads have gone, replaced by a highway. I witnessed this during a touring to the northernmost of Tohoku in July 2002; there I managed to meet a typical sense of the seasons, a 'yudachi' (afternoon shower) of summer, under an untypical seasonal typhoon ironically.
In my childhood, here and there were abundant nature with rivers without concreted banks now, and I would catch fish with bare feet and a net pushing the tenacious grass. As time went by, however, my original landscapes were gradually fading out. Not only Tokyo where my university is located but also my home city, Hamamatsu, as well as other local cities were dramatically changing, destroying tiny but interesting things which were the characteristics of Japanese culture. Torn-downed historical buildings and streets included precious piles of people's appreciation of Japanese culture. The Japanese spirituality was always with nature, that reflected on the feeling of 'wabi' and 'sabi' (beauties of simplicity and aging) and their composure. Japanese literature used to take the subjects in such attitudes of ordinary lives. These senses, represented in 'haiku' and 'waka,' are impossible to translate into other languages and are really Japanese language itself. Still, at that age I was feeling there might remain my home-like town somewhere, before finally finding everybody in Japan has his or her own home town merely in mind.
Surrounded by affluent products in and around houses to enjoy, people were still wanting something higher standard in '80s. Everything was unbelievable which had appeared to be truth until then. What I was interested in was nothing but expressing myself, influenced in my childhood by my father who was a newspaper reporter writing articles as well as developing and printing his photos in his office of our home. He was completely absent from raising my sister and me though. I was quite unsure about what our generation should believe in front of the eroding of good old days' virtue. Without any standard, however, Japanese society has been compelling us to suit with the old mould that I leant in the old days. In contrast to the Western perception of the world that was prevailing in Japan, my way of feeling and thinking was quite Japanese. Between the two extremes I tried to destroy and break through what we should follow: I attempted to break the rules of Japanese language writing poetry as well as taking pictures to convey my thought which was rather music than between the lines.
Ours is the visual and sound age. I was raised up with the development of TV and its programmes. So, instead of the meaning, at a glance I can feel what they want to say. It is a graphic perception. Similarly, Western popular music had a quite impact on my mentality mainly for its simplicity. Nevertheless, in a root level Japanese perception of the world is far from simplicity and rather perplexed. I had no aim to write and take pictures but wanted to confirm my existence, and to do so, as music can be sold, I was thinking I could make living. There was no role model for the coming new age, but seeking after the truth with Japanese language and photographs seemed to be promising. For there were still people who could realise the delicate shades of the meaning with literary performance environments such as the masterpiece theatres, the jazz coffee shops, the live houses, the artistic magazines, and so on.
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■Tetsuya Endo Profile
Born in Shizuoka-prefecture, Japan, 1961. BA, Seikei University (Major: Cultural Science) in 1985.
As a copywriter (creative director) in the Japanese advertising industry for over 15 years, I have never been satisfied with and by compelling myself and others to sell and buy goods. Thus, I left Japan or its materialism for apparently nature-co-existing Canada, where as photographer finding that I can't be a Japanese without Asian background prompted me to settle in the Philippines. While challenging a new business by the slogan "Economy & Ecology, ECOH!," I have been looking for a publisher for this "Transition Japan" and also "A Man Goes to North."
1961年、静岡県生まれ。成蹊大学文学部文化学科卒。日本デザインセンター、東京グラフィックデザイナーズをはじめ広告企画制作業界でコピーライター、後クリエーティブディレクターとして15年以上務めるも、売れども売れども、買えども買えども満たされず。カメラを手にカナダ横断を往復するドライブで「アジアの日本人」でありそれ以外何者でもないアイデンティティを悟るとフィリピンに移住。"Economy & Ecology, ECOH!"をスローガンに新しいビジネスに挑戦しながら、この「Transition Japan」及び「A Man Goes to North」を上梓できる出版社を探している。

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