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$B"!$"$N>l=j$+$i$K4s$;$F(B / From That Place$B!A(BThe Voice of Being
I have long wanted to carry out joint work with people who have a deep wound in their minds.
I ask them to stand in front of my camera and I just follow them.
This is the fourth joint work of $B!H(BFrom that place: the voice of being.$B!I(B
There were days when we could neither smile nor stand up at all.
Yet, on the day of taking these photographs.
They are laughing at that time.
They are crying on that day.
Crying and smiling, smiling and crying.
Those feelings, which seemed already dead, nonetheless came and pulled us like a wave.
This is a fragment of those women's stories.
It is not so difficult to capture their misery.
They said they could become free in front of my camera.
whenever their picture is taken. Nevertheless,
If so, I will photograph their Present and Future rather than their miserable pasts.
There is a legal term, $B!H(Bstatute of limitations.$B!I(B Where crimes exist,
Victims do not have this legal right, though it is given to their assailants.
I want you never to forget this.
Victims are not given a statute of limitations.
And such horrors might happen to any of us. You might be a victim tomorrow.
I do not want you to forget this.
Even if you become one of the victims and are hurt so deeply,
Please do not forget to cry, to get angry, and to be pleased.
We are the living witnesses.
No matter how deeply you are hurt, we have to live.