For many years I have been travelling into Japan, mainly for the Grand Prix racing at Suzuka or Fuji Speedway and many years ago Aida (1994).
Mount Fuji has been a place that has undoubtedly been calling. Oct 2018 the wish realised with a short trip to the mountain. People kept saying she is very shy, she may not smile at you! and they were right for the first three days, rain, thunder lighting all the time.
On the last day the mist rose up and she smiled, fresh snow around the summit and crystal clear skies. I was shooting with my old 4x5 camera using the last type 55 Polaroid film stock I have left, also my Mamiya press camera 6x9 film format for colour pictures.
This was an immense day for a more personal reason. A good friend of mine, Hoot Gibson, sadly died a few months back. His brother Brodie gave me some of his ashes to bring here to mount Fuji. On this beautiful sunny Sunday I laid Hoot to rest in Lake Kawaguchiko. Hoot loved the Japanese motor bikes of the 70’s and 80’s old Suzuki’s and Kawasaki’s.
The images are paying homage to Masanao Abe who filmed and photographed the movement of clouds around Mt Fuji from 1926 until 1941. What an amazing project, he documented the weather at various altitudes, writing descriptions of clouds and their direction thus putting together not just a stunning set of images but an interesting account of how Mt Fuji effects the climate in the region.