Last week, with the help of a friend who has both the means and the experience, I produced some gallery quality archival prints from a handful of selected photos. The aim, when shipping from Japan finally returns to normal, being to try and sell a few.
Having someone there to not only help, but also guide me through the selection of paper and so on was invaluable, and in the end, the monochrome matte prints in particular stood out. Results that needless to say I couldn’t be happier with, prompting me to immediately start thinking about other photos that might work just as well. And as the bar scene below possibly fits the bill, as well as being an image I have a real soft spot for, I thought I’d post it.
Shot eight years ago in a place that was demolished a month later due to the building’s age and general disrepair, it now has the added element of nostalgia. Not only for the remembrance of a setting that’s long gone, but also in regards the much more recent period before the pandemic. A time so simple that the only precaution one needed for a night of beers and yakitori was to know when the last train home was.