On the first day that I was in Kyoto in February, I stood at the threshold of this Gion passage. I waited. Perhaps if I stood long enough and hoped intensely enough, a person would emerge from one of the doorways. Especially if that person was wearing kimono, what a wonderful picture it would make. The dark wood and its shadows in the stone path would create a compositional frame within a frame. All eyes would travel the length of the passage to the figure carrying her load.
So much of my subject-search involves an idea and then patience. This was no exception. (“Please please come along somebody!”)
And suddenly there she was; a waitress perhaps – carrying out chores before the patrons arrived. I had my subject.
The passage was probably built in the 19th century. Pipes and wires tell us that times are modern however for the most part, it is a timeless scene. When I was working on the drawing earlier in the week I took a ‘hand selfie’ and put it on Facebook. A friend perceptively wrote “[It is] like you are reaching into another world”. Exactly!