An old and abandoned house like this is a rare find to say the least in Tokyo, especially so with its vast array of personal items — the sheer scale of which made trying to document them almost dizzying. Added to that were the dark and mostly cramped conditions, creating further challenges. Elements that needless to say didn’t make it any less interesting. Quite the opposite in fact. A location that without a doubt was like no other, and one most definitely tinged with an air of genuine melancholy.
It was hard to try and piece together how many people called it home over the years, but it was undoubtedly a house that held a multitude of memories from multiple generations. Remembrances only truly meaningful to those connected with them, and yet they still lived on in a way in the rooms they belonged to. Now though they have disappeared forever, as just like many of those in the photos, the house no longer exists.
