The majority of my Tokyo photos are of old places or people in a rapidly changing urban environment, but when looking for a particular image the other day, I noticed some shots that struck me as similar, but at the same time also different. A few I posted when they were first taken. Most of them, however, haven’t been shown before. At least not in the current versions anyway.
It could be the memories I have of each scene, or simply the natural passage of time, but either way, they do seem to have a different feel. Somehow much more dated, rather than merely older subjects in contemporary settings. The reason, perhaps, why I initially didn’t bother doing anything with several of them, and only now, after a number of years, have they become more appealing. Not nostalgia as such, but just something about them that seems to speak of a time before they were actually taken. The fashion perhaps? Less smartphone use? The slightly different colours my previous Leicas produced? A combination of all three more than likely, with some other stuff thrown in for good measure.
None of which, it has to be said, fully articulates my feelings, but hopefully that jumble of words made at least some sort of sense. I also hope that whatever it is about the photos isn’t just felt by me. So with that said, here they are.