Three years ago, my friend Yann Stofer traveled up Japan from south to north. In Hokkaido, through the roads and landscapes, he experienced total freedom allowing him to approach a highly poetic universe, as snow has fascinating powers. It changes the visual and auditory fields. Still in film, Yann…

Three years ago, my friend Yann Stofer traveled up Japan from south to north. In Hokkaido, through the roads and landscapes, he experienced total freedom allowing him to approach a highly poetic universe, as snow has fascinating powers. It changes the visual and auditory fields.

Still in film, Yann worked here at 24 × 36 and at the 4 × 5 view camera; these photos are the testimony of his emotion and his newfound serenity. Under his gaze, the landscapes are reconstructed, they escape the earthly order. We dream of immersion, of nature at full lungs. Yann had even more: Japan in its mysterious dimension.

Everything seems to take on another form. A dried flower at the bend of a path is inscribed like an ideogram. Everything becomes graphic in this drift to which he has let himself go. Niseko, Hakodate, Obihiro, Kushiro, Abashiri, Asahikawa, like so many lines of flight and pockets of time… We slide with him on the virgin and unmarked tracks of Asahidake, as if overwhelmed by the magic of this country. His photographs bear witness to his amazed abandonment: Hokkaidō is blue, white, golden. -François Simon, writer

Three years ago, my friend Yann Stofer traveled from south to north of Japan. In Hokkaidō, through roads and landscapes, he experienced a total freedom allowing him to approach a highly poetic universe, as snow has such fascinating powers. It modifies the visual and auditory field.

Always in film, Yann worked here with 24 × 36 and 4 × 5 camera; these photos are the testimony of his emotion and his newfound serenity. Under his gaze, the landscapes are reconstructed, they escape the earthly order. We dream of immersion, of nature at the top of our lungs. Yann had even more: Japan in its mysterious dimension.

Everything seems to take another shape. A dried flower at the bend of a path is inscribed as an ideogram. Everything becomes graphic in this drift to which he let himself go. Niseko, Hakodate, Obihiro, Kushiro, Abashiri, Asahikawa, like so many lines of escape and pockets of time... We slide with him on the virgin and unmarked tracks of Asahidake, as if overtaken by the magic of this country. His photographs bear witness to his amazed abandonment: Hokkaidō is blue, white, golden. -François Simon, writer

1st edition printed in 500 copies / 1st edition of 500 copies.

Book signed by the author / Book signed by the author

Author: Yann Stofer
Editor: The Little Week Gallery

Weight: 0.5 kg

Dimensions: 30 cm x 28 X 1 cm