Rinko Kawauchi - Hanabi 1st Edition 2001
Publisher : Little More (1st Edition 2001)
Design: Gento Matsumono
Language : Japanese
Size 242 x 190 mm (9.53 x 7.48 inches), soft cover, 64 pages
ISBN:978-4-89815-53-5
Osaka, Chiba, Gunma, Kanagawa, Tokyo… racetracks, hot springs towns, and the riverside… through “Hanabi,” Kawauchi makes her way to anywhere fireworks fly. The wind of the summer night, children running along the banks, clouds bringing short-lived rain showers, the sweet-and-sour aroma of apples drifting from the street stalls – the beautiful and uneasy sadness. We are drawn in by a dance of lights and colors, and in the blink of an eye, an elegant and sensory party draws to a close. One wonders: what was it that Kawauchi saw in the fireworks, and what is it that lies beyond them?
Publisher : Little More (1st Edition 2001)
Design: Gento Matsumono
Language : Japanese
Size 242 x 190 mm (9.53 x 7.48 inches), soft cover, 64 pages
ISBN:978-4-89815-53-5
Osaka, Chiba, Gunma, Kanagawa, Tokyo… racetracks, hot springs towns, and the riverside… through “Hanabi,” Kawauchi makes her way to anywhere fireworks fly. The wind of the summer night, children running along the banks, clouds bringing short-lived rain showers, the sweet-and-sour aroma of apples drifting from the street stalls – the beautiful and uneasy sadness. We are drawn in by a dance of lights and colors, and in the blink of an eye, an elegant and sensory party draws to a close. One wonders: what was it that Kawauchi saw in the fireworks, and what is it that lies beyond them?
Publisher : Little More (1st Edition 2001)
Design: Gento Matsumono
Language : Japanese
Size 242 x 190 mm (9.53 x 7.48 inches), soft cover, 64 pages
ISBN:978-4-89815-53-5
Osaka, Chiba, Gunma, Kanagawa, Tokyo… racetracks, hot springs towns, and the riverside… through “Hanabi,” Kawauchi makes her way to anywhere fireworks fly. The wind of the summer night, children running along the banks, clouds bringing short-lived rain showers, the sweet-and-sour aroma of apples drifting from the street stalls – the beautiful and uneasy sadness. We are drawn in by a dance of lights and colors, and in the blink of an eye, an elegant and sensory party draws to a close. One wonders: what was it that Kawauchi saw in the fireworks, and what is it that lies beyond them?
