AINE

A woman touched me with a secret she never told anyone. I decided to photograph it. Coming out through photography. She could not come out in the language of Japanese. If so, I used the language of photography to express it metaphorically. These photos were all taken on a road trip with a piece of paper that only she and I knew about the past. All the subjects were her, and she and I chose places that we thought were suitable for the contents of the paper. She does not want the viewer to know the contents of the paper. These acts of photographing and exhibiting become her catharsis.