Masanori Matsuda |

Anima prehendre

 

Himi Coast, Himi-shi, Toyama, Nov, 2011

Toyama bay before my eyes,

An unbroken spread of fixed fishing nets.

 

Fishermen bargain with the ocean and catch fish in their nets

And there is always a fear of the sea

Tangible in their lives.

 

Every day I am handed a fish to make a print

And, as if I am entrusting it with spirit, I fold it into a paper boat.

 

I scratch the shape of fish nets into the shore to be erased,

And repeat it every day.

 

I gently place the fish print boat

And, before I know it, waves lodge it in the sandy beach.