In the advanced stage of fall, I see more autumn leaves of the boulevard trees. It was a chilly morning and people seemed to be walking somewhat faster. Even though I'm not present in this snapshot, I do exist in this shot because I share the time and space, standing on the photographer's side, feeling the coldness of the wind, and enjoying the beginning of autumn leaves.

I've been shooting streets for a long time, but have never felt my existence in the images I shot because I wasn't present in them and believed they were merely two-dimensional images of "other people." But then again, I exist there shooting with an intention. So, if I take a three-dimensional perspective, I should be included in the images. Besides, it also includes "time" as the moment captured. Then, if I employ the idea of "Minkowski space," an image I shoot can be a four-dimensional image to me.

This image reminds me of the aroma of the coffee, the sounds of people talking and the noises of cars passing, and the quality of air including all of them. Therefore, it's not a flat and plain landscape, but a steric shot including myself.

When I point my camera to a gripping scene, I blend myself into it. The lens is an eye, and with the camera, it breaks in their space without permission. This is how I feel when pressing the shutter button.

This was the moment when my very physical existence, let alone my existence in the image, could be lost. While my M9-P and M Monochrome were being repaired, I was using my old EPSON R-D1s which I discovered deep inside the shelf. The moment when I pressed the shutter button behind the police officers wearing extremely thick bullet-proof vests, they quickly turned around moving their hands to their right waist and I got frozen in shock. But, it was the officers who felt their blood freeze. This camera's shutter makes a big metallic clicking sound which very much resembles the one of pulling the cock of a gun. So, they immediately reacted to fight back against me. I was so careless, even though I do know how to use guns. They gave me a stern lecture for about 5 minutes, which felt like 5 hours.

Passers-by stop to listen to the great performance of street musicians. I heard most of them thrive on playing music to earn their living while enjoying the thrill associated with it, and they go south in winter. I'm sure they have to go through some hardship, but I kind of envy their free life.

At a night of concert. One piece of the program was "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" by Richard Strauss. It's a grand symphonic poem inspired by Nietzsche's philosophy book and based on nature and life. Because I saw the "SNAPSHOTS" the night before, I enjoyed the piece overlapping snapshots of my life to it.

In this season, we have a warm autumn weather one day and next day we have a very cold rainy windy day. When it's very cold, I rush into the cafe bar just opened and sip the hot freshly-brewed aromatic coffee. This coffee time gives a boost to the sense of weekend freedom and lifts my spirit. Now, let's start a new day.

I want to take enough time to eat both at home and at restaurants. When I was young, most people around me ate so quick like a sports car that I had a hard time keeping up with them. Now, I'm older than the people sharing a table and they kindly wait for me leaving some food unfinished. But, I still end up bolting down my food because I feel sorry for them.

The seasoned shelf. The unfinished bottles of wine. The espresso cups. The cut lemon. The glasses in rows. The old faucet for hot and cold water. These "still lifes" in service are very human and can become a part of a romantic story.

This couple doesn't seem to be a husband and a wife. As far as I can guess, the lady takes the lead and the man seems to be hesitating to tell he is in love with her. And, she's waiting for him to confess his love. Break a leg!

Snapshots... We happen to be in the same place at the same time. May I join your life for a second. Let me laugh, rejoice, lament, and shed tears together. I have a sheer desire to share our life data of four-dimensional images.