I took a few pictures that I like recently, so here you go.
A couple of the crops are unconventional, but these aren’t for printing, so who cares?




I took a few pictures that I like recently, so here you go.
A couple of the crops are unconventional, but these aren’t for printing, so who cares?




As I sit here typing this on December 31, ostensibly a holiday, I suddenly realize that it might be depressing to be talking about work. At the same time, I both love my job AND don’t honestly work that much (weekdays, 9-3, lots of days out for location visits, interviews, etc.). So, I’m not too fussed about it. I get plenty of time to mess around.
So, anyway, here is my 2024 working year in numbers:
And none of that includes the hours spent taking pictures for books/articles, or reading for the job, orโmost important of all!โthe people I met. The numbers also don’t reflect the kind of seismic change that has happened in my work as I have become more plugged into the publishing industry. I’m now spending much less time on random corporate websites than I did last year (huzzah!) and more time with artists and creative people of all types. Again, Huzzah!
It has been a good year, professionally, and I think one that has sown the seeds for more good years to come. Fingers are crossed, wood is knocked on, salt is thrown over the shoulder, and every other good luck charm that might help it be so is invoked.
Personally, well, the world is what it is, but we’ve weathered things pretty well. I had a bad summer for a couple of reasons, but in general the Rion family in Japan has been blessed with pretty decent luck. I hope that 2025 is better, but I’d settle for roughly the same.
Anyway, I hope everyone has a lovely New Year, and wish you the best in 2025. To finish up, I am indeed curious. How were things for you in 2024?
The weather here has turnedโwell and truly, finallyโto winter. Which means both dusky days, and winter birds.
Many of the birds I associate with winter, like white eyes or long-tailed tits, are present year round but are more visible because of bare branches. Others, like the ducks that stop on the rivers, are just passing through. All are welcome sights, though, making the cold walks worth it.
Here are some I spotted today, December 21, 2024. For the record.




It’s inevitable, I guess, to get retrospective at this time of year. I’ve more or less stopped keeping careful track of things like media consumptionโno Goodreads lists for me, thank youโbut it’s still sometimes interesting to review. And so, here is a non-comprehensive list of things that I remember enjoying very much in 2024. Travel, books, TV, whatever, I’m not going to be strict. These are all things that made my 2024 a better year than it would otherwise have been.
First up, I visited Inbe in Bizen, Okayama several times this year. It was wonderful. I met potters, enjoyed the scenery, and learned about its history and culture in a way that was vibrant and exciting.



Another thing that made my 2024 better was engaging more actively and thoughtfully in photography. I’ve written about it before, but even apart from whatever high-minded ideas about “art” or “creativity” people want to layer onto it, the very fact of engaging in a new expressive medium has been great. I have been a “word guy” all my life. Trying to be an “image guy” now is really something special for me.

In the world of books, there have been a few standouts. The one that stands largest in my memory is The Saint of Bright Doors by Vajra Chandrasekera, which I reviewed on this blog. There’s not much else to say about it, except that its weight in my memory has only grown with time. Read it.
I also read and loved Premee Mohamed‘s The Siege of Burning Grass. It is a fantasy story set in a world at war, but the central protagonist is a true pacifist despite the brutal social pressures on being a good, patriotic subject of empire. It is a story about the irrationality of war and the true courage that is pacifism, and the pain that occurs when those are placed in irredeemable conflict. I should have reviewed it more thoroughly. It deserves much thought and rereading.
Another standout is the Japanese-language only (so far) horror book Kinkichiho no aru basho ni tsuite (About a certain place in the Kinki region) by Sesuji. It’s a “mocumentary” horror book that presents itself as a collection of research materials for a magazine, but ends up telling a story of generational evil, the terrors of the Japanese countryside, and creepy stuff in general. I loved it. I think the translation rights have been sold, but that is so far unconfirmed.
In related media, I still think about Fake Documentary Q a lot. I wish the book had been better.
Apart from all the old music I mostly listen to (shout out to Eric Satie’s Gymnopรฉdies), the new album I listened to most is Daudi Matsiko’s The King of Misery. It seems perhaps inappropriate to talk about “enjoyment” regarding such an emotionally shredding/shredded work of art, but it is beautiful and alive and well worth listening to.
And, lest anyone get the idea that I went all high-brow and Big-C Cultural in 2024, I also watched the hell out of the Reacher series on Amazon Prime because there’s something unironically appealing about watching a very big man murder the fuck out of the Bad Guys.
What were some things that made your 2024 less terrible?
I find myself skipping a few articles that touched on personal matters that, while are fine for the local community, I’m not sure I want out in the whole world. But anyway. Here’s a somewhat (but not entirely) belated article about autumn’s sake, Hiyaoroshi.


ๆฅๆฌ้ ใฎๅญฃ่ช๏ผใฒใใใใ

ใใใใ็งใใใฃใฆใใพใใ็พๅณใใ้ฃๆใใใใใๆกใใๆๆใงไฝใซๆใฟใๆ็ใๆฌกใ ใซใงใฆใใพใใใใใฆใใใกใใๆฅๆฌ้ ใใใใใๅญฃ็ฏใงใใ
ๅๅ ต่กใฏ็งใจ่จใฃใใใใฒใใใใใใงใใ้ ๅบใในใใผใฎๆฃใซใฏ็ด ่่ฒใฎใฉใใซใใใใใไธฆใใงใใใฎใ่ฆใใใจใใใใใใใใพใใใใใใฏ็ใใฒใใใใใใใใใ็งใใใใใงใใๆฅๆฌ้ ๆฅญ็ใฎ็ง้ ใงใใ
ๅ ใ ๆฅๆฌ้ ้ ใใฎๆๆใฏ็งใใๆฅใซใใใฆๅคงไฝ4ใๆๅๅพใงไปใฎๆๆใซใฏๆฐ้ ใใปใจใใฉใใใพใใใไปใใๅบใฆใใใใฒใใใใใใฏๅๆใฎๆฅใงใใผใฃใๆฅๆฌ้ ใงใใใงใใใใ ใใงใฏใชใใใใใคใฎ็นๅพดใใใใใพใใ
ๆฅๆฌ้ ใฏ้ๅธธใ็ซๅ ฅใจใใๆฎบ่ใปๅฎๅฎๅใฎๆ้ ใไบๅ่กใใพใใๅบๆฅไธใใฃใ้ ใๆพใใใฎใใจ่ฒฏ่ตใฟใณใฏใซๅ ฅใใ้ใซไธๅใใฟใณใฏใใ็ถ่ฉฐใฎๆใซไธๅใๆฎ้ใงใใใ็้ ใใฏ็ซๅ ฅใใใใฆใใใใใ็่ฒฏ่ตใใฏๆๅใฎ็ซๅ ฅใใใใฆใใชใๆๅณใจใ็่ฉฐใใใฏไบๅ็ฎใฎ็ถ่ฉฐใฎ็ซๅ ฅใใใใใฆใใพใใใใใฒใใใใใใฏ็่ฉฐใฎๆฅๆฌ้ ใงใใ
ใใใฆใใฒใใใใใใฏ่ปฝใ็ๆใใใๆฅๆฌ้ ใงใใๆฅใซๆพใฃใใใจ็ซๅ ฅใใใใฆใฟใณใฏ่ฒฏ่ตใใใพใใๆใๅคใฎใใใ ใซ็ๆใใใใใฆๆถผใใ็งใๆฅใใ็ถ่ฉฐใใๅบ่ทใใใพใใๆใฎ้ ่ตใฏไปใใใ่ก็็ถๆ ใๅชใใฆใใใๅท่ตๆ่กใใชใใฃใใใๅพฎ็็ฉใๆดป็บใงใฏใชใๆถผใใๆๆใซใใใใฃใใ็ซๅ ฅใใใใฆใใชใๆฅๆฌ้ ใๅบ่ทใใใใใใงใใใงใ็ซๅ ฅใ่ชไฝใฏๆฅๆฌ้ ใฎๅณใๅฃๅฝใใใซๅฝฑ้ฟใไธใใใฎใงใใงใใใใใฎใพใพใฎไธ็ช็พๅณใใใ็ๆๆใใ็ใใใซๅฑใใใๆฐๆใกใใใใฒใใใใใใ่ช็ใใใใใใงใใ
ใใฎๅๅใฏ็ดๆฅ็ใซใใฎไบใซใ้ขใใใใใใใใงใใ็ขบ่จผใใใพใใใใใฒใใใใใใจใใ่จ่ใฎ็ฑๆฅใซใใฎ่ชฌใใใใพใใใ้ ใไบๅ็ฎใฎ็ซๅ ฅใใใใใๅทใใใใ็ถๆ ใง็ถ่ฉฐใใฆๅฎขใใใซใใใใใใใ่ชฌๅพๅใใใพใใใใ
ใจใใใงใ็งไธใใใใฎๆฌๆฅใฎๆๅณใฏใ็งใพใงใญใใใใๅณใไธใใฃใ๏ผ่ฏใใชใฃใ๏ผใใฎใใ ใใใงใใใจใใไบใฏใใใจใใจๅ็งฐใใใๅณใฎ่ชฌๆใฎใใใชใใฎใงใใใงใไปใฏใปใจใใฉใใฒใใใใใใจๅใๆๅณใจใใฆๅผใฐใใใใจใๅคใใใใงใใ็ดฐใใ้ใใใใใใใใใพใใใใใใฏ้ ่ตใฎใใ ใใใซใใใจๆใใพใใ
้ฃใใ่ฉฑใฏๅฅใจใใฆใใฒใใใใใใฏ็งใฎๅณใซใดใฃใใใชๆฅๆฌ้ ใซ้้ใใชใใงใใๅคใฎ้ใซ่ฝใก็ใใฆ็ๆใซใใฃใฆๆจๅณใๅขใใใพใใใใซใชใฃใๅฟๅฐ่ฏใๅณใใใๆๅพ ใใฆ็้ ใซใใใฎใๆฏๅนดใฎๅๅ ต่กใฎๆฅฝใใฟใงใใใใกใใๅใใใใงใใ
ๅฑฑๅฃ็ใฎ็พๅณ็ง้ ใใใใใใใใพใใๅ ๅธใซ่ฟใ่ตใจ่จใฃใใ้ ไบ้ ้ (ๅฒฉๅฝๅธ)ใฎไบๆฉใใใฉใฟใณใใฒใใใใใใจไธญๅณถๅฑ้ ้ ๅ ด(ๅจๅๅธ)ใฎใไธญๅณถๅฑใ็งไธใใใใใใใจใๅฑฑ้ฝๅฐ้็ฐๅธใฎๆฐธๅฑฑ้ ้ ใฎใๅฑฑ็ฟใใฒใใใใใใๅคงใฎใใใใใงใใๆฏ้่ฟใใฎ้ ๅฑใใใงๆขใใฆใฟใฆใใ ใใใ