Alex Reinke took me to Eihiji in sticky humid japanese September. My traditional Japanese clothes clinging to the skin and the camera bag heavier than usual. Pausing outside, smoking, trying not to rush it. I decided I was going to photograph the temple that Dogen founded using only my 105/2 Nikon prime lens. Alex and I didn't say much to each other. No words. Doing.
Days, weeks, soon even a month, has passed, but I still can't, will not, desire not to dress in imperfect words what has to be experienced.
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