A nearly deserted Tsukiji Wholesale Fish Market during a recent snowstorm
For the first time in my life, probably, I paid for a piece of software that was not a game — a data recovery tool. A seemingly dead Buffalo external hard disk I rediscovered dictated it, after my Mac detected that, although invisible and un-renameable, over 900GB of data lay in it. After 10 hours of crunching the software retrieved about 30,000 photos that are now being uploaded to a cloud. Maybe they’ll wake me from my photo-amnesia.
Oddly on the same day snow was falling. From the window I could see the Tsukiji Wholesale Fish Market in its final winter and decided to record the melancholic sight. Snowy alleys, reflected neon, footprints and bicycle tire marks–I really got some good footage. Sadly the SD card it was written to get corrupted, leaving only three discernable frames, one of which is shown above.
Mais où sont les neiges d’antan!
A truck delivering a delivery van
On my way to deliver something I saw this truck delivering a delivery van as a delivery motorcycle rode by.
One’s Diner no longer exists. But every morning for about 10 years I drank my morning coffee at this American-styled diner while reading the Japanese newspaper. It wasn’t for pleasure exactly: The pancakes were dry but it was the only place in the neighborhood that opened early, and I had to get the newspaper as part of my job. The subscription fee came out of my salary.
So most mornings I brought my camera with me and shot at the passing scenery as the seasons went by. Pre-schoolers and students on field trips, hipsters who worked for the many apparel firms in the neighborhood, photographers and fashion models (who would sometimes use the diner as a set and the Duskin man who would come to change the floor mat every couple of weeks–They all became my subjects.
During the time I outlasted about five managers but eventually got to put a dozen or so of on the hundreds of photos I snapped there in an exhibition held there before the eatery closed to become a clothing inventory storeroom.
But none of them sum up the spirit of the place as this AI-generated animation made by Google Photo Assistant:
The window of old One’s Diner in Jingumae, Shibuya Ward
A man dressed as a Boss can
A pachinko parlor using the distinctive Boss typeface
A woman showing her man who is the boss
The Boss enjoying sound on a stamp
I love the coffee brand Boss, although I never drink it. What I like is the logo, which is supposed to be the profile of a coffee plantation owner, I imagine. But I can’t help think that the designer who made it must have seen the movie “The Boys From Brazil” and drawn inspiration from Gregory Peck. Whenever I hear a can of Boss coffee pop I think “Evil Nazi!”
Gregory Peck plays an evil Nazi doctor in The Boys From Brazil
A wedding party on a ship in Tokyo Bay
It took God six days to create the universe and he rested on the seventh. Whew. It took my 12-inch MacBook about 70 hours to upload 60,000 photographs to Google Photos that will now take me an eternity to sort through.
Among them are ones I found on my company’s server after a long-dead shortcut icon (or so I thought) took me to dozens of folders I thought had been erased an age ago.
Everybody has got a Gmail account, but how many people can say they have an actual, physical Google mailbox? I saw this at Bic Camera, where Alphabet is pushing hard to cut off Amazon and its Alexa gadgets from the Japan IoT market, which is still lagging behind the U.S. one. Japanese rooms are tight and cluttered: Why have to speak when you can just reach for the nearby switch?
I’ve also added some random postage-related shots that have been hanging around a while now, like lost letters:
A mailbox somewhere in Setagaya Ward
An new apartment building in Minami-aoyama
The Shinjuku underground as a typhoon passes outside
Someone else interested in these birds
The first day of winter in the traditional calendar arrives tomorrow yet the weather remains warm. I offer this unexpected find in my mailbox instead of a wintry scene–A notice of a package from France herself!