東京に出てきて8年、1362万人が暮らすこの街に親しい友人は今も数える程しかいない。

少し先を歩く人、同じ電車に乗る人、同じ店で食事する人、多くの人を僕はこれまで風景の一部の様に見てきた。

彼らは一体どんな人で、どんな生活を営み、何を考えているのだろうか。

 

ある日、AppStoreに並ぶ出会い系アプリ"happn"が目に付いた。

そのアプリは日常生活で気付かずにすれ違う他人がどんな人かを教えてくれる物だった。

僕はそれを通じてフランスからやってきた女性、ダンサーの男の子、服を作っている学生に実際に会い、お互いの話をしてみた。

僕がこれまでは知り合うはずのなかった彼らは、実際には何年も前から近くに住んでいて何度も路上ですれ違っていたようだ。

 

青信号になると横断歩道で僕は右を見て左を見て、前に進む。

僕の目の前を多くの人が通り過ぎていく。こちらを見る人はいない。僕はじっと彼らの顔を見てみる。目が一瞬合う。おそらく僕が生きてる間、その人とちゃんと向き合う事はない。

路上で拾った物やゴミはその持ち主だった彼らの生活を見せてくれた。写真もそれに近い物かもしれない。

 

僕の知らない人はこの街にまだ数え切れない程いる。

正体不明の隣人達の人生を、街の中をうろつき、想像してみた。

93 pages

198x150x15mm

Edittions 56

5600JPY plus shipping fee

 

Photo/Text/Binding : Kenji Chiga

English Statement : Eric Ellefsen

Basic Concept : developed in association with the 2016 Reminders Photography Stronghold Atlas lab workshop by Qian Zhao and Yumi Goto.

Map data,Image ©2016 Google

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It's been 8 years since I came to Tokyo. IN this city of 13.62 million people, I still only have a small smattering of friends.

People walking ahead of me on the street, people on the same train, people eating at the same restaurant...I've observed an entire universe of people in the background of this city.

Who are they? What are their lives? What are they thinking?

 

I came across the app "happn" one day.

This app could show me who these hundreds and thousands of people I come across daily are.

Through "happn" I met a woman from France, a young man who is a dancer and a student of clothes making. We met and we spoke.

 

We shared our stories.

I would not have met them otherwise, but they were living close to me for a number of years.  We must have crossed paths without realizing, plenty of times.

 

The light turns green. I look right. I look left. I step out and move forward.

So many people walk past me. No one looks this way. I peer into their faces. Our eyes may meet. But I think I can safely say that in my lifetime, there will never be another chance that we will peer into each other’s faces, or actually get to know each other. Pieces of litter found on the street is quite telling. Telling of the person who once owned that abandoned piece of something. I feel that photographs are something similar to this.

 

There is still an entire universe of people I don't know in this city.

My neighbors who are yet to have face and name...I think about them as I roam the streets of Tokyo.