Osaka isn’t old or pretty like
Kyoto. Osaka isn’t flashy
or hyper-trendy like Tokyo.
Osaka doesn’t have the horrific
history of Hiroshima or
Nagasaki. Osaka is a working
town, a blue-collar town.
Justly proud of its history
as the commercial center of
Japan, Osaka reminds one
of Chicago or Melbourne
— a nation’s Second City.
Second, but certainly not
inferior!
Osaka reveals itself in small,
everyday images: a street repair
crew on a sunny Sunday
morning; a perfectly formed
plum blossom in January; a
pair of shoes carefully left
at the entrance; a vintage
advertisement hanging in
a restaurant; a fan turning
incongruously in the middle
of the street…
I present to you this meditation
on the ordinary touches
that help to reveal the soul
of a city.
For Osaka, you see, is in the
details…
