YOKOHAMA PICTURE SHOW
Shot with my Petri in Yokohama 1962
RICE FIELD IN JAPAN 1962
I took this with my PETRI in Kanagawa Prefecture
Saturday, May 30, 2009
ENOSHIMA, JAPAN TRAIN STATION, MAY 1962
Dohtonbori View
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Undercurrents in the Floating World
Prints reproduced in the book are from the Tokugawa period through the Japan Russia war of 1904.
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Thursday, May 21, 2009
Vintage Portrait of Japanese Man
This dates from the 1930s or earlier. Can anyone in Flickrland translate the banner?
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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Wooden Bridge at Iwakuni, 1902
I frequently flew down to Iwakuni from Atsugi and relaxed for a few days. The area was even more reasonably priced than Yokohama and it was a joy to see the older areas of a Japan unaffected by the war. Took photos of this most famous bridge.
TEXT BELOW BY BORN 1945
Wooden Bridge at Iwakuni, 1902
This picture is from a book titled "Japan, Its History, Arts and Literature" published in 1902. I earlier posted a photograph of this bridge. This illustration from the book is actually a better picture.
The other photo is at: www.flickr.com/photos/12567713@N00/46170144/in/set-963514/
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
YOKOHAMA, PAINTED ON SCENE 1962, YOKOHAMA HARBOR PARK
YAMATO TRAIN STATION 1963
One of my biggest hopes is to be able to return to Japan someday and spend a few months sketching, painting and taking photos. There is probably more subjects in Japan for artists to paint than in any other country. Tradition and the Japanese lifestyle of respect and appreciation for nature has, I believe, preserved the beauty of the past, in mind and spirit, and in the material things of life too.
Toyohashi station
Monday, May 4, 2009
Matue Castle
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Friday, April 24, 2009
JAPANESE SMOKING JACKET
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Night Street - Shimokitazawa
About JAPANESE NEON
Photos of neon signs and neon lights in japan. The more neon in the image the better, but sometimes only a flicker of a neon light or sign is also almost as good. This group is open to 6 submissions per member per day. Photos must be original images. Color is the best, but if there is a b/W that indicates neon, it is elgible. Painting and sketches, pastels, pencil sketches, all elgible. Invitations will be posted on images the editors feel would be great examples of the group's purpose. Once this group gains attention, we look for it to expand beyond our wildest expectations. So, if you have some neon images, inside or outside of the building, neon signs in the windows, all from japan, let us then begin on this bright and positive group project.
THE GROUP IS JUST BEGINNING. THE POSSIBILITIES FOR VOLUME IS UNLIMITED, BUT WE MUST ALSO KEEP QUALITY IN MIND. CONSIDER JOINING. INVITATIONS ARE NOT REQUIRED, BUT THEY ARE SENT OR POSTED TO PHOTOGRAPHERS WHO HAVE FANTASTIC PHOTOS OF JAPANESE NEON.............Robert
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Adm. Togo (LOC)
Monday, April 13, 2009
Tokyo Smokers
THANKS TO THE PHOTOGRAPHER AIPSCS
WATERCOLOR BY R.L.HUFFSTUTTER
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Golden-Gai---Bar-Who-2
Monday, April 6, 2009
Clean Subway in Tokyo
Tokyo Shimbuschikuji
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Japanese tour group
JAPANESE TOUR GROUP in 1998
Using what amounted to a homemade tilt-shift lens, I shot a Japanese tour group in front of the Lincoln Memorial in 1998. My high school was in Washington D.C. for some cardinal something-or-other at the National Cathedral and I "accidentally" strayed from the group for most of the afternoon
EDITORS COMMENT BELOW
Photo by Capwell while still a student in high school, thus explaining a bit about his interest in photography and his positive attitude about life and people. Thanks to Mr. Capwell for sharing this photo of an international interest with our readers in Japan and the USA. (If by some remote chance, you discover yourself in the above photo, pleae make a comment. Chances of this is 1 in 180,000,000 or population of tour age Japanese in 1989). The Editors
Friday, March 27, 2009
JAPANESE FISHING BOATS
Memories of a Japanese fishing village. Back in the 1960s, one could journey down the coast that was passable and note all types of fishing boats and equipment. I was never met with any rudeness or impoliteness. I was always acknowledged with a smile and some curiosity. What was a young American doing wondering far off the beaten path, down into the sleepy fishing villages from centuries long passed? In retrospect, I realize how extremely polite the Japanese were. My memories of the time I spent are full of warmth. I wonder how many of those tiny villages remain? Someday, I might return, but in some respects, it is probably best that I don't; the memories of that tour are too valuable to return and realize that I have grown so much older while Japan has grown so much younger and so much more Western. One fact we must all face: in our memories, those we saw for the last time long ago will always remain young and beautiful. Returning to Japan would make me face a reality that I do not want to face, that time has passed and things shall never be the same.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
日本北海道理容
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Hokkaido (the second largest of the four main islands of Japan; north of Honshu)
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tokyo View - Ueno
Monday, March 16, 2009
Hikawa-maru
Nile C. Kinnick Middle School
This was a High School in Yokohama in early 70s, then it became a Middle School when the new high school opened up in Yokosuka Naval base.
Bill Chickering Theater, Yokohama 1960s
I watched the original "Planet of the Apes" at this theater. Back then, FREE admission with a Military I.D. Card. And the Cafeteria on the right had an awesome " Gravy-over-Rice!!; To the left of the theater was the Main Navy Exchange (PX); to the right of the Cafeteria was the Bowling Alley; behind the Theater was the Teen-Club. ($1.00=360yen)
THANKS TO KOM674 FOR THIS PHOTO FROM FLICKR PHOTOSTREAM...
Saturday, March 14, 2009
old facade detail
Monday, March 9, 2009
KAORING'S PHOTO OF A JAPANESE SMILE
THE BEAUTY AND THE ENERGY OF JAPANESE YOUTH IS MOST ADMIRABLE AND IS ONE REASON JAPAN IS A SUCCESSFUL AND JOYFUL NATION.
THEY HAVE BEEN ABLE TO BLEND TRADITION OF THEIR LONG HISTORY INTO THE HIGHLY TECHNICAL TRENDS OF THE 21ST CENTURY.
JAPAN: TRULY ONE OF THE MOST UNIQUE AND BEAUTIFUL NATIONS ON EARTH. Congratulations to the photographer for capturing the smile of youth, the attitude of a new generation...
Robert L. Huffstutter
Sunday, March 8, 2009
night at kouenji
Friday, March 6, 2009
Fuji & Pagoda
Monday, March 2, 2009
U.S. NAVAL AIR STATION
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Sunday, March 1, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
ROOM WITH A VIEW: CHANNELING BACK TO YOKOHAMA 1962
JAPAN 1961
WHEN I WAS GROWING UP...the movies were a big event for children between about 5 and 12; Saturday movies were cheap. They wasn't an economy back in 1949--you either had money or you didn't. Anyway, for one thin dime, I could escape the terrors of my Uncle's turkey pen for an afternoon at the Byam Theater in Fairmont. The movies were a thrill. I liked the cartoons, but it was the movie that I looked forward to. It was at the Byam Theater where I first saw The Sands of Iwo Jima. Forever a patriot afterwards. I will tell you this--I was terribly disappointed if the Three Stooges was playing. They were, in my six or seven year old opinion, totally ridiculous. No, it was not that I had no sense of humor. Felix was great; Mickey Mouse was okay. Porky was right good, but the essence of Saturdays was the featured movie. Let me see a Long Ranger movie at the old picture show just one more time; let me ride with the Cisco Kid and find the bad asses he always found. Who else do I want to see again? Hopalong was okay. He was a bit too finished for me. Okay, there were lots of gangster movies with everyone using Tommy guns. Us guys liked that kind of action. But it was the war movies, yes, the war movies with bodies scattered everywhere. We were eager to get home to the woods behind our neighborhood homes so we could play war and start killing Nazis and Japanese. We were sad that all the wars were over. "Shoot, we won't get to kill any enemies now that our dads and uncles have killed them all," whined my best buddy, Tim Duggins. We had no idea what war was about or how often they came around. It was not that we had not received some elementary education about wars. No, we knew all about the Redcoats and the war about the slaves; we knew about that war where mustard gas was sprayed in our grandfather's faces. We tried that one time with a jar of mustard and got in big trouble. Well, it was a bad idea; we knew nothing elementary about the First World War. Our teachers had not yet started the myth about The Arch Duke of Ferdinand being the one who started the first world war because it was a "shot heard around the world." No, we didn't favor the silly uniforms our guys wore in the First World War. The helmets were weird, odd, not at all cool like the U.S.Marine helmets in the Second World War. We laughed when we saw those leggings laced up. But that wasn't near as funny as the French helmets. There was a classic. Lots of them were lost in that war, another reason only a few were left for the second world war. Note how few of those archaic iron helmet are seen on the military channel's newsreel creations. Now I have strayed a long way from John Wayne. Let's see, I did not care for slapstick comedy, love stories or musicals. Musicals got better after I turned thirteen. I remember Shirley Jones in Everything is Okay in Oklahoma. Sexy was a word that was naughty. Damn and hell were bad words too. It was okay if they were said by John Wayne. So, there I was in Japan at nineteen. Talk about some easy duty. I didn't know how good I had it for awhile. Compared to what our troops in combat theaters of the Pacific Theater had to endure and compared to the Nazi stench that drifted throughout Europe, the service personnel in Japan had it good in the sixties. Where in the hell am I going to find any good movies in Japan? There was the base flick. Fairly good movies, but I can't recall any that I saw. There were other entertainments that drew my attention. Today, I look at the quaint cutout couple outside a Japanese Movie House in 1961 and chuckle. I was worried about the movies? I thought our dads and uncles had won all the wars. Youth is so naive. At least this youth was naive for many years. There was a storm brewing. We could feel its vibrations from within the hangar of our squadron. There was war and rumors of war. Security was gradually tightened. Naval Intelligence was beefed up. More than a few members of our squadron mysteriously disappeared after a visit from visitors from Washington D.C. The squadron was very Top Secret. I had decided, upon checking into the hangar when I arrived, to play the role of the three monkeys: Speak No Evil, See No Evil and Hear No Evil. It worked out well. It was not until years later that I discovered what was happening throughout the military in the Vietnam War. One thing leads to another. Things always lead back to places we have been and seen. And there finally comes a time, like now, when one asks what it all meant anyway? Evil still exists. Wars are still being won and lost. And cardboard cutouts and posters are still higly collectible items. We live in interesting times; we have lived in interesting times. May our children's children be able to enjoy an America that was as joyful as the one I grew up in during the 1950s. It was, no matter where one lived, a time of innocense and naivity. It was a time we remember as "good old days" just like they say in the picture shows.
READING THE MAINICHI DAILY NEWS IN 1963...RIGHT!
MOTOMATCHI CHARM
YAMASHITA PARK, YOKOHAMA 1963
DAWN IS BREAKING IN YOKOHAMA: A SNAPSHOT FROM 1961
Memories of a Japanese fishing village. Back in the 1960s, one could journey down the coast that was passable and note all types of fishing boats and equipment. I was never met with any rudeness or impoliteness. I was always acknowledged with a smile and some curiosity. What was a young American doing wondering far off the beaten path, down into the sleepy fishing villages from centuries long passed? In retrospect, I realize how extremely polite the Japanese were. My memories of the time I spent are full of warmth. I wonder how many of those tiny villages remain? Someday, I might return, but in some respects, it is probably best that I don't; the memories of that tour are too valuable to return and realize that I have grown so much older while Japan has grown so much younger and so much more Western. One fact we must all face: in our memories, those we saw for the last time long ago will always remain young and beautiful. Returning to Japan would make me face a reality that I do not want to face, that time has passed and things shall never be the same.
A FAVORITE MOVIE AS A Y0UNG BOY

THERE ARE FEW MEN MY AGE WHO DID NOT PLAY WAR BACK IN THE LATE 1940s. We had dads, uncles and aunts, cousins and friends of the men and women who fought in World War Two. There were few women in combat at that time, but their pesence in combat was isolated; womens contributions in World War Two were volinimous: medical personnel, training, supplies, ferrying aircraft (fighters and bombers), so they did get in the picture. Our neighborhood games were mostly Japanese war games. We had no idea there would be more than enough wars to last. I think we figured the U.S. had won the war of wars and it was a matter of memory. So, we played war....and we shouted war slogans that make me ashamed as I recall them today. There is always the shame factor in the games we play. If we don't admit it, the media will unleash it. Since the time Jimmy Carter served his long four years as President, text books changed and we were suddenly the cause of all dearth and depression in all of the thrird world nations. But getting back to John Wayne and the Sands of Iwo Jima. We played war. It was always the Japanese we were fighting, never the Germans. And certainly not the Russians. Nobody but a few wise men like my Uncle Jim realized that Joe Stalin was a number one ass hole. Okay, maybe the top brass knew it. Yes, they did. Ike sure as hell knew it. Did us kids in the neighborhood know it. No, not until the Korean War began. So, John Wayne will forever be the eternal soldier and Marine fighting those.......Japanese. But strangely enough, most of us never felt any hatred for the Japanese. I believe it was because, in the end, they did the right thing, they really did surrender. It is so much different than the wars we have fought since. Of course,we have not dropped any atomic bombs on our enemies lately. Somehow, those two bombs made all of the Japanese realize we weren't joking. You know what I suddenly realized? Boys and girls just don't play war games anymore. But I do know some areas where they do. They call us the same names us boys called the Japanese...."You, blankety blank, blank blank. Scarry? It is not comforting, especially since the Homeland Security is going to do combat with hurricanes and acts of God. Acts of God? God, I hope Homeland Security does not declare war on God instead of the terrorists.

