As part of a series of posts marking 1 year since I left Japan after my 10 stretch I am posting never published before photographs from my archives.
May I present a completely new series “I keep waving at the taxis; they keep turning their lights off” a companion to my “Let The Poets Cry Themselves To Sleep” series which I am also posting new photos from.
A road close to my old apartment that ran along one side of a lovely park was used by taxi drivers to park up between their obviously long shifts, they would use the public toilet, watch baseball games in the park, eat and day or night sleep in their cabs.
I would walk past them every day and it would always make me feel a little sad to see these mostly older men eating their unhealthy convenience store cup noodles and grabbing an uncomfortable little sleep in their taxis.
Like the “Let The Poets” series it is intended as a comment on Japanese societies unhealthy and frankly terrifying over dedication to work at the expense of everything else.