Stories
What Feels Ordinary May Be Someone Else’s Dream
The way Japanese people look at Europe, and the way Europeans look at Japan, often feels strangely similar to me. Even though the cultures, languages, histories, architecture, and ways of...
What Feels Ordinary May Be Someone Else’s Dream
The way Japanese people look at Europe, and the way Europeans look at Japan, often feels strangely similar to me. Even though the cultures, languages, histories, architecture, and ways of...
A Small Piece of the Outside World Entering the...
After getting married and moving to Denmark, the atmosphere inside our home slowly began to change. Plants started to fill the rooms and the balcony, until it felt like a...
A Small Piece of the Outside World Entering the...
After getting married and moving to Denmark, the atmosphere inside our home slowly began to change. Plants started to fill the rooms and the balcony, until it felt like a...
A World That Slowly Opened Again
When I moved abroad, I thought I had ended my career. More accurately, it may be closer to say that I chose to end it myself. I had spent years...
A World That Slowly Opened Again
When I moved abroad, I thought I had ended my career. More accurately, it may be closer to say that I chose to end it myself. I had spent years...
Where “Normal” Never Existed
I’ve always had two sides — one that is open and affectionate, and another that tends to create distance. Even now, I don’t think that balance has changed much. Because...
Where “Normal” Never Existed
I’ve always had two sides — one that is open and affectionate, and another that tends to create distance. Even now, I don’t think that balance has changed much. Because...
Tokyo / Aarhus — Two Kinds of Silence
The color of a city sometimes shifts, almost imperceptibly.In Tokyo, that shift often came during Golden Week. I used to live in Shibuya.A dense part of the city, yet close...
Tokyo / Aarhus — Two Kinds of Silence
The color of a city sometimes shifts, almost imperceptibly.In Tokyo, that shift often came during Golden Week. I used to live in Shibuya.A dense part of the city, yet close...
Hana Leopard — A pattern shaped by presence
When I first began living in Aarhus,I noticed something before anything else. The way people dress. It was summer,and the city felt unexpectedly vivid.Flowing dresses moved with the wind,patterns carried...
Hana Leopard — A pattern shaped by presence
When I first began living in Aarhus,I noticed something before anything else. The way people dress. It was summer,and the city felt unexpectedly vivid.Flowing dresses moved with the wind,patterns carried...