“Who knows when this forest path was born?
Before us is scenery without a sense of time.
The winding path leads upward, continuing without end.
Toge - a mountain pass.
That place, which is, in a sense, totally closed off,
Because we are at peace with one other,
Gives me a sense of freedom.
How beautiful is a forest path in winter!
All is dry.
The sound of a pebble tumbling down makes me feel the clear air.
I face the side open sky, and I stand still.
If I just breathe in this air, I believe it will make me forget everything
about my time in the world below.
Before long, the path leads down uncertainly.
When I go around the curve,
it will bring me back down to my tedious daily life.”
- Jiro Nomura
Photographed inbetween 2002-2011, Jiro Nomura's