余波  Aftermath

Waves breaking on the shore one by one. They are accidents but are always planned.

However these accidents always surprised me.

Each of waves appeared and vanished in front of my eyes with stories.

Where were they born and where were they from?

While I was mulling it over, I wanted to take a photo of their last of stories until now.

 

 

次々に打ち寄せる波。それは常に計画された偶然と言える。

それにもかかわらず、僕はその偶然に驚かされてばかりいる。

一つ一つの波がそれぞれの物語を持って僕の眼の前に現れ、消えていく。

この波はどこで産まれ、どこからやってきたのか。

そんなことに思いを巡らせていると、彼らがここまで巡ってきたそれぞれの物語の最後の姿を留めてみたいと思った。