Tokyo: Film

You can imagine the (first world problems appropriate) struggle of deciding whether to capture something digitally, on film or on video, especially when you’re no expert at any of them. This is especially prevalent when you have all three options available to you and you’re walking through the streets of Tokyo where everything is enviably photogenic. But there’s something about film that has a very distinct ‘mating call’ when it comes to its moments of capture. I don’t know how else to explain it but i hope you can see a different side of Tokyo through the following photos…if not then never mind and i hope you enjoy them anyway. 
Shibuya Crossing from Starbucks where I got kicked out because I didn’t want to buy a drink.
Ginza alleyways 
Dressing like I hijacked the clothes of an office worker

Crows in Ginza whilst we were waiting for sushi

Sushi stuffed

Tokyo tower from friends’ living room

Spring/night time

Water in our hotel room

Shooting dad with a banana

Dad on our way to dinner with his favourite pocket square

Apres dinner

Since birth

Lollipops meant ‘only for kids’

‘Play us a song’

Making tea and the pineapple that smelled really nice

The last of sakura

The coldest morning, sakura carcasses in the rain

Ceci n’est pas un homme

Shopping near Harajuku

Flowers and trees near harajuku
Shibuya vending machines

Makgeolli, my favourite from Korea

Lucky Lucy’s view and tofu the poodle

All taken by an Olympus Superzoom 105R and Kodak ISO 400 35mm film.


Tokyo: Digitals

The camera / iPhone amalgamated edition of Tokyo snaps…a.k.a. the only possible method of categorising posts so that I don’t induce the phenomenon known frequently on this space as jpeg diarrhoea (for lack of a better term). I think any photos or videos can ever fully capture the effervescence and endearing weirdness that surrounds the city, but I did try my best. It’s safe to say that after Hong Kong, Tokyo is my favourite city and somewhere I can see myself living- the latter thought might be wholly due to the fact that Japanese people produce some things that make everyday life awfully easy for neighbourhood lazy arses like yours truly. And me holding the city in such high esteem may also be because it’s pretty hard to find something in one of its restaurants that I would not be willing to eat for the rest of my life (except fish sperm. Yes I have had it, no I did not enjoy it). Going to let the photos speak for themselves and hope you can see through them even a fraction of what i saw and fell in love with. 

Photos taken on a Fujifilm x-pro 1 and iPhone 5s.
Stay tuned for my film photo diary! 

Fukuoka Video Diary

Incessant unsatisfied midnight editing sessions later, I am finally (provisionally) content with the clips i put together from our Japan trip over the holidays. I tried my best to encompass the ambience perfectly executed by artists like Murakami and Miyazaki…a kind of feeling that Japan alone allows its dwellers and the calmness that draws me to visit again and again (that and the sushi….sushi is important.) It’s the kind of place that challenges the cliché idea of travel escapism…busy streets have never afforded me the same sense of calm, and/or smelled so richly of appetite igniting ramen broth. But at the same time i don’t remember enjoying a car ride as much as the few hours we took between hot spring retreats, or starting to be (minutely) ok with said retreats’ ‘wifi in lobby only’ policies- sometimes you need only sit in a rock pool of hot water and let your phone run out of battery to not feel tired (being constantly fatigued is a very tiring job). I’ll stop now and let the video speak for itself…and maybe take up my friend’s suggestion of going to Nandos for lunch, even though i’ll be pretending it is sashimi.


Japan Film Photos

I fell in love with Fukuoka….with the clusters of telephone lines haphazardly spider-webbing from block to block, with the barricades of vending machines on every corner, with the passionate endearing spirit of our sushi chefs, with the way sunlight hits the face of the walls and the bicycles propped against it. Every time i visit Japan, i leave with a body craving more ramen and a mind that is a little more at peace, because that seems to be what the place does to you despite a presumed claustrophobia that one might feel in Tokyo. I only managed to buy film on one of the last few days of our trip so (to my despair) I was not able to capture the beauty of our road trip to Yufuin on analog….yet I’m also slightly thankful for my predictable forgetfulness when packing, as my favourite moments were those spent in the car, iced coffee in one hand and headphones on, only taking a cheeky video every once in a while when i couldn’t resist. Can’t wait to show you the video, but in the mean time here are some shots of our last few days in Fukuoka city, hope you like them. 

Paris Fluff

If you ever felt a compelling desire to see many photos of me drinking tea in situ of our Parisian Airbnb kitchen, congratulations. Otherwise you’ve probably seen the ensuing photos littered all over my instagram feed in a desperate attempt to rekindle the happenings of our Paris trip, which happened well over 5 weeks ago…in other words, i need to get my shit together. Or, you’ve seen similar backlit photos by any other personal style blogger (or have grown tired of seeing photos of me, cup in hand, or just photos of me in general). In any case, I’d like to make the point that living in Paris (especially in this apartment) does not suck…and that precisely is the reason why i will probably continue reposting this photo until you develop an allergic reaction, or decide that you are in desperate need of an Airbnb getaway of your own. In the latter case, find here a referral link where you can take a little bit o’ mullah off your first booking. There are more photos to come! *winky face* *drinks tea* 
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Photos by Natalie Chyi