A nation weary from long years of war started to speak to walls and step on flowers.
Nobody there was dead yet.
Smell of bread and a hint of fall in the air
Sunday, it’s raining.
Ray Tanaka, born in 1985, is a Japanese photographer based in Tokyo and Taiwan.
In this series, words are created by my wife, Jenny (a Taiwanese artist).
The same moments and places we live in, and listen and see in each way.
They are the locus of our days.