“There’s nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.”
― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Hi international friends.
It’s really been a while since I last posted the last photographic journal outside of my neighborhood. Because of the surging number of covid cases, I haven’t had any opportunities to go to cities, including the central districts of my home city, Yokohama.
But thanks to my friend who invited me to hang out in the city, I brought my Canon DSLR along for the first time in more than a year. Even though I had had some chances to go to Yokohama with my friend a couple of times last year, I hadn’t felt like doing photography at all.
My late father loved my photos. In my apartment, I used to stream my blog posts from my Surface Pro 7 to TV through Chromecast, and we enjoyed watching my photographic works. He always gave me some positive feedback, and I loved showing him my world through the shots I photographed all across Japan. Not only was he my father, but also he was my best friend who understood me more than anybody else in the world.
But he’s gone now. Who should I share my world with? It’s you. Yes, you. One of the main reasons I keep posting my thoughts here is that this blog Canvas of Dreams works as a place where I can share my thoughts, values, and passions not only with my friends but with the world, and YOU.
The fact that you’re here reading my post and seeing my photographs itself means a lot to me. I’d like to take this opportunity to show my gratitude to you all for paying attention to my thoughts and photos. You could be my close friends. You could be someone whom I met in the distant past. Or you perhaps could be someone who accidentally found my blog and read it right now from someplace in the world.
Either way, thank you for being here with me and letting me have a chance to share a part of me with you.
Lastly, let me share my favorite mantra with you. As long as we breathe, we can hope. I shared this mantra with one of my close friends whom I met in Body Politic, an international covid supporters group based in New York. Later, she told me she wrote it down on a piece of paper and put it on her refrigerator, and see the mantra every day.
As long as we breathe, we can hope, dream, and imagine. Keep walking, smiling, and moving forward. Doubt your doubts and have faith in your journey. Tomorrow maybe isn’t that bad.
