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Japan House’s first free exhibition, Kyotographie: Kawada Kikuji x Iwane Ai begins with a slow-burning impression: a box of Lucky Strike cigarettes, its top torn and bent; Coca-Cola bottles sink into a black bed of crushed ash. Kikuji took the pictures with a 4×5 plate camera; This is what they explain on the washi sheets, the tools and the truth of the truth that they have a lot of anger. It is a remnant of American culture because of American violence – images found in the ruins of Hiroshima after the atomic bombing.
Kikuji, now 93, is a geek photographer; people have paid £25,000 for Chizu’s book (The Map), A photobook that collects his permanent Hiroshima photographswas made in the 20’s. A series of seemingly indistinct pictures show the dots on the wall – all the bodies left in the Genbaku (A-Bomb) Dome. Kikuji was 12 years old when the atomic bomb hit Hiroshima. His way of dealing with one of the worst cases of mass destruction in human history was to say it in a kind of group, indirect and dramatic, fragmented way. It’s a story about approaching danger and surviving. His pictures deviate from the truth. The truth is beyond comprehension – for all of Kikuji standing there, and we see the pictures. These were revolutionary images at the time – and they still feel fresh in their quest to explain the incredible.
The unspoiled, subterranean space keeps you entertained in a beautiful and relaxing environment. Kikuji is attracted to images that look at the ends of the Earth, the visible external aspects of our existence – the sky, the sky, water, the burning sun and burning fire. In the best parts of this show, all these parts collide. Vortex and a three-way display of digital images archived from Kikuji recently Instagram photos. The circular images jump between projections, reappearing in new systems, creating new associations and conflicts between them as they do – but as in life, they are too small to hold and hold for long. You try to go together, including silhouettes, shadows, smoke, clouds, sparkles and bright colors of bright, shiny colors as they appear like a mirage in succession. It feels like swimming against water. I stop trying to find a seam, and just let the air flow into me. Maybe this is all we can do – leave us alone.
This message brings you to the heart of this exhibition, several works that have been done Say noa young, female Japanese artist. The pair are loosely connected to the themes of nature, loss and being, but more so by the poetic nature of their works. Ai’s episode begins with a curved UV, red and blue glow, many larger-than-life hands raised in the air, some holding staffs, suspended in the middle of space. The 2015 project, Kīpuka: Paia Mantokuji Soto Mission, depicts Japanese people in Hawaii, performing Bon dances, a Buddhist ritual honoring ancestors, which originated in Fukushima.
The image surrounds you, flowing with the heat and power of the lava – a vivid image that pays homage to the 360-degree memorial images made by Japanese funerals in Hawaii in the 1930s, using a hand bar. What Circus camera. Kīpuka refers to the Hawaiian word for a bath in a bed of fresh lava, an image of bending destruction to rebuild it. The threat of this volcano connects the species on both islands. Passing between all these hands in the air, you are between celebration and rebellion, hands are thrown up in protest and defeat, calling on higher authorities for mercy. The areas here and in Fukushima have experienced several natural disasters. Earthquakes, explosions, tsunamis – this is also a matter of survival.
People feel small and polluted by the works of all these artists, and miracles are everywhere: Ai creates beautiful images by taking old pictures from the sugarcane fields and painting them, putting them in places. I’m going to another series in these dark places, Ai’s bright, glowing vision of cherry blossoms in Tohoku – among the most photographed stories in Japan, but Ai makes them interesting, and in some way transcendent, thinking among the trees of Japan like an ogre. they statistics from social, environmental protection. The indescribable beauty of cherry blossoms is filled with great sadness. As Ai remembers in the last work, the pictures he took before he became a professional, which is shown as a two-photograph – it was under the cherry tree in the spring, 20 years ago, that he learned that his sister had committed suicide.
