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On March 11, 2011, a massive earthquake struck the Tohoku and Kanto regions.
The damage from the earthquake and tsunami was beyond imagination.
I wanted to go immediately, but it wasn't until nine days later that I could finally head to Fukushima Prefecture to take photographs.
It was a shoot where I witnessed various situations firsthand.
It's been 14 years since I started taking these photographs.
Around ten years after the disaster, it became difficult to photograph the people I had been photographing.
This was because they closed their restaurants or, due to aging, it became increasingly difficult to meet them. That's precisely why I began to think about gradually photographing people, including younger generations who may or may not have experienced the disaster.
And I want to continue photographing the landscapes of Fukushima as I always have.
Landscapes that pass by as if they were ordinary.
People who know the old landscapes and those who don't.
What will become of this landscape before our eyes in the future?
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