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Photographer: @yoheiabe Creative Director: @sage_backstrom Model: daisy.kayyy Supported by: @depaolapictures taken in Santa Monica, California by @yoheiabe
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#balseproject taken in Venezia, Italia by @yoheiabe
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5 months ago
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taken in Little Tokyo, Los Angeles by @yoheiabe
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9 months ago
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#suwataisha #matsumotocastle🏯 by @yoheiabe
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18 days ago
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taken in Los Angeles, California by @yoheiabe
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a month ago
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宴を後にし 砂漠に繋がる湿った扉を開けると 辺りに人っこひとりいなかった 道へ出て記憶を手繰る きた時には気づかなかったベンチに腰をかけ 目を閉じ、うつむいて右手の親指を手の甲に強く握りしめてみる Leaving the banquet behind, I opened the damp door that opened onto the desert; there was not a single soul to be seen. Stepping onto the path, I gathered the threads of memory, sitting down on a bench I hadn’t noticed when I first arrived. I closed my eyes, bowed my head, and squeezed my right thumb tight against the back of my hand. すると視線を感じ、ふと見上げると すっとハチドリが横切る先に あの見覚えのある大きな眼がまばたくことを覚えない 遠く近く 今をも昔をも 全てを飲み込むそれと目が合わないように しかしすでに全てを見透かされているのは明らかであった 恐る恐る目が会うか合わないか その瞬間 すでに無音であったのが、完全な真空とともに全て音という概念が消え去る 記憶と意思、思考、自分、私は吸い込まれていた. Then, sensing a gaze, I looked up. Just past the swift dart of a hummingbird, those familiar, wide eyes did not remember how to blink. Far and near, present and past— I tried not to meet the eyes of that presence, which swallows all things whole. Yet it was already plain: it saw through everything. Trembling, on the knife-edge of our eyes meeting or not, in that exact instant— what was already silence vanished into a complete vacuum, dissolving the very concept of sound. Memory, will, thought, self—I was being drawn in, 少年のころ熱を出す度にみたあの夢 光を超えて宇宙を進み、もうどうにも止められない グングン、と加速二乗、二乗、そしてまた二乗 限界is nothing like that recurring dream I had as a boy whenever fever took me: traveling through the cosmos beyond the speed of light, powerless to stop it now. Surging forward, accelerating squared, squared, and squared again. Limits are nothing. マリアナ海溝の底、宇宙の果て 光はもはや届かない いや 光はわずかに後ろに置いてきてしまった がそのわずかの断絶がとてつもなく 暴走する列車の中で声にならないものが込み上げてきて魂を極限までパンパンにする 止めてくれ The bottom of the Mariana Trench, the edge of the universe: light no longer reaches here. No— light was merely left a fraction behind, yet that fraction of a rupture was monumental. Inside a runaway train, something beyond words welled up, swelling the soul to its breaking point. Please stop this— 体から飛び出した念が 新たな形を持って宙を浮き 万物の光がやっとこさ追いついてきて 鼓動をとらえ 私と万物はそこに一緒に置かれた すぐ近くからシャンシャンというリズムとともに歌が聴こえてきて The thought, wrenched free of my body, took on a new shape and drifted into the air. The light of all creation finally managed to catch up, capturing the heartbeat, and I and all of creation were set balse.org by @yoheiabe
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As the night ends at the #yokoono event downtown LA #thebroadmuseum taken in The Broad by @yoheiabe
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メルローズの 海に 朝の陽が迷い込む 明らかにされる 色は プラスチック 人っこ一人いない 祭りの後 深く潜り 先へと進む洞窟の 振り返りぎわ ささやかな珊瑚礁 そして現る 深海魚 Into the sea of Melrose, the morning sun loses its way. The colors brought to light are plastic. Not a single soul around. After the festival. Diving deep— In the cave leading onward, just as I turn to look back: a quiet coral reef. And then, appearing: a deep-sea fish. taken in Melrose, Los Angeles, California by @yoheiabe
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2 months ago
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110 uber 疾走する車窓 無愛想な運転手に一言、 窓を開け 心を乗り出すと 一転、光は疾風、黄金の艶をもって色目化し 辺り一面を覆った 時折緑や赤、微かな灯火を添え ゴォーグォーという音を立てて 僕らは車ごとすっぽり子宮へと吸い込まれた 落ち着くべく後部座席に沈み込み 大波に揺られ 行き交う魂の讃歌、深まる反復音 全てを任せ、目を閉じ 僕はそうして時をさかのぼっていったのである From a Speeding Car Window A brief word to the blunt driver, I open the window and lean my heart outside. In an instant, light turns into a rushing gale, flirting with a golden gloss, blanketing everything in sight. Here and there, laced with green, red, and faint embers of light, with a heavy roaring sound—gooo-gooo— we, alongside the car, were swallowed whole into a womb. Sinking into the back seat to settle myself, swayed by massive waves, a hymn of passing souls, a deepening repetitive drone. Surrendering everything, closing my eyes, I drifted backward in time. taken in 110 Freeway by @yoheiabe
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3 months ago
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漆黒の椅子は時空を超えて飛んでいた。無音で、永遠を片目流し見ながら。静寂すぎて耳が鳴る。光は方々からの伝聞を集めて器を築く、背後にある世界、僕には省みることのできない果てしない物語をやつは光の早さで空間を飛び抜けながら、でも僕はそこにいて、彼は僕を見つめ、全てを吸い込んでいる。ブラックホールなのか？同じく光の早さで進む僕には止まっている。日曜日の朝の出会い。こんな束の間の対話から我に帰りわずかにそこで念じることでこの場を一旦去ることにする。 The jet-black chair was flying across space-time. In absolute silence, watching eternity out of the corner of one eye. The quiet is so profound my ears ring. Light gathers thoughts from every direction to construct a vessel. The world that lies behind it—a boundless story I can never fully look back upon—this object leaps through space at the speed of light. Yet, here I am, standing still. It gazes at me, swallowing everything whole. Is it a black hole? Or is it frozen in place only because I, too, am moving at the speed of light? A Sunday morning encounter. Returning to myself from this fleeting dialogue, I hold a brief silent thought right there, and take my leave for now. Balse.org taken in SCI-Arc by @yoheiabe
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3 months ago
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Talk To Me , because I think you are Betraying Your Own Potential. I pulled out the Morandi book, imagining a life depicting the most mundane—which is where the beauty lies. the ghost that is Wagner in Venice; the flickering light reflection from the water. Or it was the filament? The clock sounds Eleven A Percussive sound from Rare material Send all forms of life Ascending. Twisted yes, - but It's You, It’s me I stutter when I speak of love and death we secretly wish we can be - Iyo no Hito 異様の人— The Singular Outcast You feel it too? the Lacuna The Swamp No, I feel that Joy Has A Habit Of Returning No, it’s Not Just a Cultural Decline But, I may call it loss of Innocence My mind wonders away to the Farmhouse in France Your Tear eyed face, visual purple - questioning why, negotiating with the past (Artist Peter Doig: “I like the singleness of being a painter.”) We press Control + Enter, reconstructing the Pattern of Matter, - a state where Technology no matter no more Words beyond: Ergo Dynamic Tree Matteuccia - Beyond botany, the name is also associated with Matteuccia de Francesco (died 1428), an alleged Italian nun and "witch" from Ripabianca. She was tried in 1428 for sorcery in one of Europe's earliest documented witch trials, where she famously confessed to flying on the back of a demon. [1] WIKI Mashrub - Mashrub (مشروب), also commonly spelled Mashroob, is a noun of Arabic origin that translates to "drink" or "beverage". It is widely used across Arabic, Urdu, and Persian to describe any liquid intended for drinking. [1, 2, 3] Poetic Symbolism: In classical Urdu and Arabic poetry, the word often symbolizes the intoxication of love, spiritual ecstasy, or the fleeting, sweet joys of life. [1] WIKI Balse newsletter, issue number fifty. Original post at balse.org https://balse.org/blog/2023/6/9/balse-newsletter-050 by @yoheiabe
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3 months ago
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#dtla #dtlachinatown #grandstarjazzclub taken in China Town, Los Angeles by @yoheiabe
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4 months ago
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