A Young Person Recommends... So It Goes So It Goes

A photograph of a book laid out on a table with shadows of hands going across the page.

A Young Person Recommends... So It Goes So It Goes

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Emma McGarry reviews the photobook So It Goes So It Goes by Miho Kajioka. 

The work of Miho Kajioka (b. 1973) explores the simplistic, ephemeral beauty of the everyday. Ingrained in traditional Japanese aesthetics, her gentle lens centres on the acceptance of impermanence and imperfection: echoing poignant memories of my mother’s old photographs, with connections to my personal photographic practice. But Kajioka doesn’t describe herself as a photographer. Instead, she is a lens-based fine artist. It’s worth noting that Kajioka, despite studying fine art, had grown distant from photography until the devastating 2011 earthquake and tsunami struck Japan. Shortly after this disaster, while reporting as a journalist in the coastal city of Kamaishi, she detailed roses blooming beside a ruined building. Such fragile grace, amid catastrophic ruin, reminded her of a Japanese poem:

In the spring, cherry blossoms,
In the summer the cuckoo,
In autumn the moon, and in
Winter the snow, clear, cold.
- The Zen Monk Dogen

The description of fleeting and fragile seasonal beauty inspired Kajioka to reconnect with her photographic art. Alternative dark-room processes are presented across layers of hand-bound translucent paper, as Kajioka playfully blurs the imaginary boundaries between time, memory, and daily life in So it goes, So it goes (2019, the(M) éditions). 

A photograph of a book on a wooden table.

Tender contrasts are felt throughout the book, even before opening. The cover – formed with seemingly hand-pricked punctures in grainy, barely-there icons of human lips – is structurally reminiscent of Eadweard Muybridge’s locomotive studies. In contrast to his late-nineteenth-century cabinet cards, it’s unclear whether Kajioka’s contemporary sequences are similarly chronological. Furthermore, by photographing the quotidian, her practice is rooted within the traditions of Japanese art and wabi-sabi, meaning: ‘the passing of time and subsequent deterioration. While appreciating time sequences from Western photographic histories, Kajioka explores human conceptions of time. Her work is at odds with linear representation, offering instead a sense of awe and careful restructuring.

A series of photographs of a horse running.

Upon opening the book, the reader is met with a quote from Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five, a 1969 science-fiction novel, in which events are recollected through flashbacks and time travel.

‘I am a Tralfamadorian,
seeing all time
as you might see a stretch of the Rocky Mountains.
- All moments past, present, and future,
always have existed,
always will exist.’

Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut

Enriched with negative space, evocative of the wabi-sabi aesthetic, this impression is the first of a series of poetic cadences. Bursts of text are peppered between the semi-translucent pages of the book, posing figurative rhetoric like, ‘Is one week always longer than one hour?’ and ‘can time have a smell?’. Such moments seek to interrogate the reader’s relative, personal sense of time. All-the-while, Kajioka immerses her images and texts in metaphorically empty spaces, composing momentary silences and contemplative intervals for breath. Vellum paper leads the viewer through her timeline and loses them within it; allowing the project to be abstractly traversed – forward or backward – from any point.

A photograph of a book cover on a wooden table.

Similar quiet moments occur in the first few pages, where a sequence of images of a teen blowing bubble-gum bubbles functions like a flick-book. The airily light paper lends a feather-like weightlessness to the photographs. Such delicate intricacies require a slow pace and, in doing so, the reader is invited to cherish these otherwise fleeting moments in time.

A photograph of a page turn on a wooden table.

Spells of intimacy, tenderness, and nostalgia are sewn into the book in fragments; ‘At this moment, my hands didn’t know you yet’ – a hand meets a butterfly, then a mouth, and then a baby’s fingers. Along with suggestive silhouettes of flocking birds, bare feet, a child with a skipping rope, Ferris wheels, and an old house, Kajioka’s snapshot aesthetic is infused with themes of memory, childhood, family, and friendship; seemingly alluding to the closeness of a mother’s gaze. Most captivatingly, the grainy, black and white images are often indistinguishable from pencil drawings; as though one could leave their graphite fingerprints on the surface of the pages, gracing Kajioka’s personal, printed recollections with one’s own presence.

A photograph of a book laid out on a table with shadows of hands going across the page.

A photograph of a book laid out on a table with shadows of hands going across the page.

The narrow, vertical Tanzaku-sized images remind me of old 35mm photographs taken by my own mother. Despite their cultural differences, Kajioka's photographs evoke a nostalgic likeness to my mother's photographs – details from a beach scene or strangers passing along a British shoreline. Such meditations allowed me to reconsider the physical distance between my mother and I, understanding the expanse between us as equally important as the love that binds us. What I sense, from both Kajioka's and my mother’s photographs, is sincerity and hope for finding simple beauty in life. Fear, joy, uncertainty, peace, and chaos intersect with every particle of So it goes; there lies visual poetry, framed by optimism, spirituality, and unconditional, eternal love. 

A photograph of a beach with 2 figures walking along the shore.

Colour portrait photograph of seaweed on sand.

Much like memories, I believe that the fragmented, tangled nature of So it goes is what makes it so inspiring. It made me contemplate both the past and future, while also being profoundly present and grounded. As someone with a keen interest in time, Kajioka’s work has encouraged me to revisit, reframe and re-illuminate my graduate work, Time Between These Walls (2020 – ongoing).

Japanese aesthetics have repeatedly appeared within my research and So it goes has sparked my deeper interest in wabi-sabi. I am inspired to read writings by the Zen Monk Dogen as well as Jun’ichirō Tanizaki’s 1933 essay, In Praise of Shadows. Overall, So it goes candidly crafts an experimental and intimate moment to pause, recollect and reimagine. It is a must-read for anybody grieving distance or lost time, especially during the Coronavirus pandemic. This body of work is a nod to photographic histories, showcasing a unique aesthetic and hopeful ways of navigating everyday existence.

- Emma McGarry

White book cover.

Miho Kajioka: So It Goes So It Goes

In this book, Miho Kajioka presents a work relating to the concepts of time, memory and place. As in previous works, the series reveals intuitive images of fragments of daily life.


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