This past New Years I found myself wandering the streets of Tokyo with my various cameras. I happened upon a used camera store where I bought the Mamiya I used to take this image. This photograph was part of the first test roll I put through this camera.
I was wandering through Yoyogi Park in Tokyo, admiring the massive crows that seemed attached to every dead branch. There is something alluring about Japanese crows, despite their overgrown size. From afar they have the appearance of some ravenous mythical creature, yet they are completely at ease with the urban sprawl of the city.
Eight months prior to my trip, I discovered the contemporary Japanese author Haruki Murakami. Reading his novels inspired me creatively and to follow my lifelong dream of going to Tokyo. It is no surprise that the image of the crow has worked its way into Murakami's stories, most notably his novel Kafka On The Shore, in which “A Boy Named Crow” is the title given to the main characters imaginary friend.
I couldn't help myself but photograph every crow I saw in Tokyo. This particular photo has burned an image in my mind and to this day is the capstone of my trip to Japan. In a strange poetic way, photographing this crow brought my trip to completion.
"'Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions,' Crow says."
- Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore