Well, I guess even an amateur photographer should find a niche, and I think I’ve stumbled upon mine.
Since childhood I have had a deep and abiding love for the trains. I practically grew up on the NYC Subways and I know the lines and stations probably as well as the train staff. Learned many a life lesson aboard the trains. (Maybe I’ll write a book about my life on trains someday!)
Even many of the posts on this blog, beneath my notice (and readers of Loco in Yokohama have probably noticed this) take place on the trains.
To me, the trains have always represented power, mobility, escape, sanctuary and, most of all, peace of mind. I’ve gotten some of the best sleeps of my life within the lulling embrace and comforting confines of a subway car.
I had a interesting thought yesterday that’ gave me a “What The…” pause for the cause: Perhaps the reason I lose patience with our hosts is because they, in a sense, commit what I consider to be sacrilege! When they commit their acts of “terrorized-ism” in the one place in the world my soul has sanctified as Holy Ground, the offense is compounded. Like spitting on a Mosque.
So, with this new nugget of knowledge of Self, I can see why a good HALF of my photos are connected to the trains here. At least now that I know where this is coming from I can focus properly and not haphazardly on what is clearly STILL a passion of mine.
I wouldn’t call myself your typical Trainspotter or one of those Densha Otaku you see running around here in Japan (generally looking strange as all get out). I think my passion is not so much on the trains themselves- their styles and vintage and all that stuff- (though I do love the history of trains) but more with the everyday life on the train and in and around the stations. Not so much on the train and station staff but on the commuters themselves. Not so much on routes and timetables but on the human interaction with these machines. I do get off on the architectural design of stations, though, and the way most stations here in Japan are the heart of the town, with all veins and arteries of the area leading to and away from the station.
I wonder if those distinctions were clear enough. Gotta work on that. The pictures below illustrate it though, I think.
I also want to continue shooting other stuff, as well. I’ll figure it out, but if you have any suggestions I’m all ears.
Below are 12 shots I took this week. Gonna pass on the poll this time around but comments are welcomed.
Thanks in advance.
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