No deadlines to work to. Quite the opposite in fact, with simultaneous work on the past, present and future more akin to time travel than dealing with the demands of an actual timetable. And seemingly no stress too. Rather the gentle, almost meditative practice of pruning, shaping and carefully watering. Making arguably the most Japanese of jobs, utterly un-Japanese-like.
Sometimes it’s good to stand out. Sometimes it isn’t. But either way, it’s impossible to do otherwise.
The ten or so rooms in this Tokyo apartment building are small, old and basic. So basic in fact that a room is all you get, along with a communal toilet and sink, meaning daily ablutions require a trip to the local bathhouse or public shower.
But being a bit on the dingy side doesn’t mean the building can’t be unusually decorated. Or indeed be devoid of a talking point other than the toilet predicament.
The bar may well have been a grubby one, and the bib more than a bit makeshift, but the affection between these two was there for all to see.