Film noir: Mari and her father in Ujina

While I was staying in Hiroshima in June I visited the port of Ujina with my friend Mari and her father. We came across a tall monument with several openings at the base. Each opening was mirrored and gave access to a small circular room.

While Mari and her father waited, I stepped into the room and moved from opening to opening and took a series of photographs. One half of each image is a direct view of the outside and the other half is a reflection.

Mari and her father are in many of the photographs but several other people appear as well: a man with a motorcycle, a woman pushing a man in a wheelchair, a man with a security pass, a man on a bicycle, a clarinet player. Viewed in sequence, the photographs make me think of the novels of Haruki Murakami, where apparent strangers who pass by each other are interconnected in an existential way. 

Comments

[Mikey]

I am dying to see the whole series sometime!! :)

[Mikey]

Oh wait, scratch that - I found them at Flickr. They are so great!

[William Landry]

Thanks, Mike! I really like the series too. It was great to see you and Chris yesterday. Thanks for telling me about the comments section here!