Publisher: Tokyo: Kodansha Ltd., 2005
Edition: 1st Edition
Condition: New / New
Item #: 110962
First Edition, first printing. Limited edition of 300 copies, signed in black marker on colophon page by Moriyama, in a cardboard clamshell box printed with bold black graphics, and an original gelatin silver print (image size 9-1/8 x 7-3/8 inches, paper size 10 x 8 inches), stamped and numbered on verso (enclosed in a mylar and black paper envelope). Hardcover. Photographically illustrated paper-covered boards, with photographically illustrated dust jacket that doubles as a poster. Photographs and text by Daido Moriyama. Essay by Takeshi Nakamoto. Text printed in Japanese, Spanish, and English. Produced and edited by Shinji Takeushi. 288 pp., with approximately 280 full-bleed black and white and four-color plates. 11-1/2 x 8-1/2 inches.
New in New dust jacket and clamshell box.
In his essay on the epic project, Moriyama writes, "Buenos Aires for me has had a 'place in my heart' since my mid twenties, and has continued to do so for a long time since. It started with several photos of the dockside area La Boca, which I saw in a book I no longer recall. What I do remember is they were all black and white, and had a generally dreary appearance... These images were not what you would call memorable, but together with the striking place name La Boca, an inner longing for Argentina, and the town of Buenos Aires in particular, has had a strong pull on my heart... and I have been unable to let go."
Concluding his poetic essay, Moriyama writes "I had in front of my lens the La Boca zone of course -- the starting point of my fascination -- but also the hardness and softness, richness and poverty, day and night, men and women of the town of Buenos Aires, with its many varied faces. It was a town that did not differ from expectations; a town booming with charm that suited me. If someone should ask how much of Buenos Aires I am familiar with after staying there a little over three weeks, I really couldn't say. But at least within those limits, my own various responses are there preserved on film, and I attempted to store many sights in my heart. Even so, I cannot forget the flood of lights from the town, like a flow of innumerable shooting stars in the window of our Aerolineas Argentinas B747 just before landing. It was such a sensual sight it was enough to give me goose flesh. Right now it has just occurred to me that my whole long fascination with Buenos Aires converged in that moment."