Kurosawa Style

The World of Beauty


I'll admit, most of the world I have only seen through the World Wide Web. Pictures of Africa, Egypt, Japan, Spain; hell even most of the United States, but that has never kept me from admiring the rolling hills of Ireland or learning the history that surrounds the Pagodas of China. I have tried to cast the same enchantment upon the lands that I can touch and see; to capture the details that the Moon cannot reach.

The World of Beauty


I'll admit, most of the world I have only seen through the World Wide Web. Pictures of Africa, Egypt, Japan, Spain; hell even most of the United States, but that has never kept me from admiring the rolling hills of Ireland or learning the history that surrounds the Pagodas of China. I have tried to cast the same enchantment upon the lands that I can touch and see; to capture the details that the Moon cannot reach.

“The moon had been observing the earth close-up longer than anyone. It must have witnessed all of the phenomena occurring - and all of the acts carried out - on this earth. But the moon remained silent; it told no stories. All it did was embrace the heavy past with a cool, measured detachment. On the moon there was neither air nor wind. Its vacuum was perfect for preserving memories unscathed.”