Sirens’ Song

The train whisks us past Osaka. It’s the end of autumn. Beautiful green foliage is…

In Which I Grappled with Japan’s Dark History

It was seven in the morning when I decided to head south of my Airbnb…

Shadows of Kyoto

The rooms at the Waranjiya are about nine feet square, the size of a comfortable…

A Visit to Kyoto

I sat by the window typing these words, accompanied by the gentle roar of the…

Rick Owens via The Rosenrot | For The Love of Avant-Garde Fashion

An Interview

There is a real contrast that I love between the layered voluminous styling, the high…

Championing Solitude in The Instagram Era

There’s the old cliché attributed to Yohji Yamamoto of black representing the desire to be…