You take great photos. I love the everyday scenes you share with those of us 8,000 miles away.
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Thanks to KASA51 for such a happy photo of a street scene so far away, yes so near to my memory. The barber poles are unique.
This is one of my favorite sets. You have taken some great photographs of a great city. Someday, I shall return to Yokohama for an extended visit to sketch and photograph much that I missed. Your photos are an inspiration. Robert
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Thanks to KASA51 for another great photo
THERE ARE MANY DIFFERENT AREAS AND NEIGHBORHOODS IN THE TOKYO AREA. How many of these are familiar to the traveler of Tokyo?
Neighborhoods of Tokyo
Akasaka · Akihabara · Aoyama · Asagaya · Asakusa · Asakusabashi · Azabu · Daikanyama · Den-en-chōfu · Ebisu · Futako Tamagawa · Ginza · Gotanda · Hamamatsuchō · Harajuku · Hibiya · Hongō · Ichigaya · Iidabashi · Ikebukuro · Iwamotochō · Jiyūgaoka · Jinbōchō · Jūjō · Kabukichō · Kagurazaka · Kajichō · Kamata · Kanda · Kasumigaseki · Kichijōji · Koishikawa · Kugayama · Kyōbashi · Kōenji · Kōjimachi · Marunouchi · Mita · Meguro-Mita · Nagatachō · Nihonbashi · Nishi-Shinjuku · Nishikichō · Ochanomizu · Odaiba · Ogawamachi · Ōizumigakuenchō · Ōmori · Omotesandō · Ōtemachi · Roppongi · Ryōgoku · San'ya · Sendagaya · Shiba · Shibaura · Shibuya · Shimokitazawa · Shinbashi · Shinjuku · Shinjuku ni-chōme · Shiodome · Shirokane · Shirokanedai · Sudachō · Sugamo · Surugadai · Takadanobaba · Takanawa · Tamachi · Tateishi · Tsukiji · Tsukishima · Uchi-Kanda · Uchisaiwaichō · Ueno · Wakasu · Yaesu · Yayoi · Yōga · Yotsuya · Yoyogi · Yūrakuchō
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The Asakusa area of Tokyo, in... by roberthuffstutter
Kobayashi Kiyochika Original:
Night Fall on Sumida River, Kiyochika
(Personal Collection, on load to a Laguna Beach Gallery)
Original available for transfer of ownership. Signed by artist with notation of title.
MATSUURA *, a gallery by Julka2009 (Very busy....way behind) on Flickr.
This gallery reflects the essence of the Japan of my mind, the Japan of my youth and the Japan I want to see again.
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MATSUURA *, by Julka2009 (Very busy....way behind)
VIDEOS OF JAPANESE STREETS..., a gallery on Flickr.
These are among the best videos I have seen on Flickr. The below is a collection I have curated. Enjoy the streets and fun of Japan...
VIDEOS OF JAPANESE STREETS..., by roberthuffstutter
WHAT RED LANTERNS MEAN TO ME
(Inspired by a photograph by Kibayashi)
There is nothing like the image of red lantern
to stir my memories. The red lantern in Japan
must mean many things
to many people,
but to me, a
red lantern
is a promise of a sort of peace and kindness, a beacon
in the night that beckons those who might
be wandering,lost in the night.
There is nothing like the sight
of a red lantern glowing to
stir up my old memories of
warm and friendly faces.
The red lantern
in Japan
must mean many things to many
people,
but to me, a red lantern
is a promise of a sort, a kindness glowing
in the night, a kind of beacon in the night
that calls to those who might be
wondering, lost in the night.
The sight of a red lantern
glowing in the darkest part
of a city anywhere in Japan
was like a Zen moment
in a sea of strangers I never knew,
strangers who never knew me,
yet people who showed love by smiles and
a cup of tea or sake, a moment in time
unspoken, unreported, but remembered
for untold years, pleasant memories not
forgotten, but always a kind of kindness
meant for me to to follow, a place of shelter and
silent kindness.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
A BEAUTIFUL PHOTOGRAPH OF THE JAPANESE COAST BY NAOKO McCRACKEN
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An excellent work of photographic art taken in Kagoshima area. RLH
I painted this from my hotel room in Motomachi in 1962. It was a weekend and I had set up my temporary studio. I had not yet met any significant friends, thus I was alone and very interested in capturing the local scene.
There were many sake bars and beer bars nearby. I would paint for awhile, then go out for a drink and some local color. Though I could speak no Japanese, I still got on quite well with those in the bars. Some of the bars were geared mainly to a lusty type of entertainment while others were more into the food scene. Some of the small bars seated only a few customers, others could accomodate twenty to thirty customers.
My favorite food when hungry for something light was curry rice. Lots of people talked with me. I enjoyed the conversations and the difference between our culture.
I was totally fascinated by the beauty of the women. They found my pipe somewhat fascinating. Some would take a puff or two, then say something I could not understand. It was all in fun. Yes, it was fun.
My weekends in Motomachi in my early tour began on Friday nights and usually lasted until Sunday around noon, at which time I gathered up my materials, thanked the proprietors for a good room, then hailed a taxi for the train station. The trainride back to Atsugi (Sagami-Otsuka) was always fun.
When I think of Japan, the word "fun" continues to surface. So, is life not about fun? Yes, when one is young and full of energy, fun is the ingredient that turns life into positive energy.
So, the paintings were done, usually two or three. Most of the time, I would give one away to a bar or small restaurant owner. The next time I went back, I would frequently find my work framed and on the wall. It made me feel good, kind of famous. The ladies in the bar would smile, point at my painting and tell me how the owner liked it well enough to hang it on the wall.
Sometimes, there were those who wanted me to do a sketch of their profile. I am not a good profile artist, in fact I do not do faces well at all, but they pleased the subjects. And life went on and on. The music was great, some local music, some American, some Elvis music played on the 45s, some on the LPs. Taxis came and went. No honking, but the drivers would come in and ask for Mariko or another name. Down the stairs came the caller of the taxi and disappeared into the Yokohama night.
As the evening drew late, the lights seemed to dim and the music grew softer. The pleasant scent of perfume would prevail. Conversations would become softer. I simply sipped my drinks and hoped the day would come when I would find a lovely young lady I might enjoy in a romantic relationship. At 19, romance was on my mind. Oh, there was plenty of romance available in Chinatown, but it was not what I was seeking.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
Framed perfectly and a very inviting piece of work for those considering a journey to the Orient. Another inspiring photographic work by James, OWNENFINN16.
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One of my favorite works as per lanterns of the Orient. Editor
WHO REMEMBERS THE GLORY DAYS OF
Isezakicho Street?
Added to several galleries with the following text:
AN ALLEY IN OLD YOKOHAMA...Isezakicho Street
Photograph by Bun Oshita
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I recall this street when it was decorated with beautiful paper lanterns and real cherry blossoms during Sakura Season. It was a time of great celebration; sake and Sapporo beer, Asahi beer, Suntory whisky and sushi were free to all who chose to wander down this street of wonders,old Isezakicho Street. Hopefully, I will be able to walk down this most famous street again before I leave this earth.
Robert L. Huffstutter
YOKOSUKA TIME LAPSE
first timelapse, more of an experiment than anything. It took an entire day to shoot and put together, please tell me what you think. Text by I LOVE JAPAN, the videographer who made this feature.
横浜港未來
Photo by Frank Huang....
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ONE OF THE BEST MT FUJI PHOTOGRAPHS I HAVE SEEN. The last time I viewed this beautiful scene was in November of 1963. It has become even more beautiful.
Thanks to DOLCEJP0310 taking this masterpiece photo
BLOGABOUTJAPAN: a blog by R.L.Huffstutter
Yokohama Harbor in 1961. Photo taken with what was a brand new Petri camera. Processed from a slide. In the far right background are the factories of the Mitsubishi plant in the area. Most of the harbor boats were similar to those above and were multi-purpose vessels. From what I understand, the large maritime building in the background still remains.
Pan American will always hold a warm spot in my heart and mind, especially in my spirit. It was on a Pan American 707 that I flew to Tokyo, Japan in August of 1961.
We stopped in Hawaii long enough for refueling and long enough to purchase a post card. I recall a quick glance at Diamondhead and then off again. The pilot dipped down shortly after takeoff from Honolulu to give us a look at a small island, Midway Island, where a WWII battle made the difference in World War II.
It was on this flight where the new attendants, costumed in silk kimonos, served us Kirin beer. They handed us small rolls of hot linen for wiping our faces. "Make you feel fresh," the attendant told us. I recall how beautiful the young Japanese woman was. It was then, I believe, that I fell in love with Japan, even before I arrived. Yes, thinking back about the flight 50 years later, I must say with all honesty that it was one of the highlights of my life.
We landed at the old Tokyo International. From the time we took off in the a.m. from San Francisco, I did not see the evening until I was, at last, checked into my new duty station at NAS Atsugi, Japan.
It was a most exciting adventure for a young lad still in his teens. It was certainly one of the experiences of my LIFE.
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1941-Life-Cover by jdodson_303
WHAT RED LANTERNS MEAN TO ME
(Inspired by a photograph by Kibayashi)
There is nothing like the image of red lantern
to stir my memories. The red lantern in Japan
must mean many things
to many people,
but to me, a
red lantern
is a promise of a sort of peace and kindness, a beacon
in the night that beckons those who might
be wandering,lost in the night.
There is nothing like the sight
of a red lantern glowing to
stir up my old memories of
warm and friendly faces.
The red lantern
in Japan
must mean many things to many
people,
but to me, a red lantern
is a promise of a sort, a kindness glowing
in the night, a kind of beacon in the night
that calls to those who might be
wondering, lost in the night.
The sight of a red lantern
glowing in the darkest part
of a city anywhere in Japan
was like a Zen moment
in a sea of strangers I never knew,
strangers who never knew me,
yet people who showed love by smiles and
a cup of tea or sake, a moment in time
unspoken, unreported, but remembered
for untold years, pleasant memories not
forgotten, but always a kind of kindness
meant for me to to follow, a place of shelter and
silent kindness.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
I really do appreciate your photograph. It has inspired me to write a verse about what your image means to me personally. Hopefully, you will approve. I have added your photo in several of my galleries and included it in my online blog, BLOGABOUTJAPAN. Thank you, Robert
WHAT RED LANTERNS MEAN TO ME
(Inspired by a photograph by Kibayashi)
There is nothing like the image of red lantern
to stir my memories. The red lantern in Japan
must mean many things
to many people,
but to me, a
red lantern
is a promise of a sort of peace and kindness, a beacon
in the night that beckons those who might
be wandering,lost in the night.
There is nothing like the sight
of a red lantern glowing to
stir up my old memories of
warm and friendly faces.
The red lantern
in Japan
must mean many things to many
people,
but to me, a red lantern
is a promise of a sort, a kindness glowing
in the night, a kind of beacon in the night
that calls to those who might be
wondering, lost in the night.
The sight of a red lantern
glowing in the darkest part
of a city anywhere in Japan
was like a Zen moment
in a sea of strangers I never knew,
strangers who never knew me,
yet people who showed love by smiles and
a cup of tea or sake, a moment in time
unspoken, unreported, but remembered
for untold years, pleasant memories not
forgotten, but always a kind of kindness
meant for me to to follow, a place of shelter and
silent kindness.
By Robert L. Huffstutter
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IZKY by kibayashi
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