“I thought the world was exploding. I can remember it as if it were yesterday.”
-Inosuke Hayasaki
地球が爆発しているんじゃないかと思った。その時のことは今でも昨日のことのように覚えている。
I received the sad news that Mr. Inosuke Hayasaki passed away on April 28th. Mr. Hayasaki was 14 years old when the atomic bomb was dropped on Nagasaki. He was working at a Mitsubishi arms factory 1km away from the hypocenter. I photographed him solemnly standing at the hypocenter, underneath the exact point where the bomb detonated over Nagasaki. It’s usually a place that a few random people walk through to get from one part of Nagasaki to another. That early morning in December, we were alone. Only the birds were criss crossing from one tree to another while we quietly photographed.
His portrait was taken years after my book, From Above, was published. But it was exhibited at the Nagasaki Peace Memorial Hall for Atomic Bomb Victims in 2017.
I received the sad news that Mr. Yoshitoshi Fukahori passed away from pneumonia on May 21st. He was 93 years old. The first time I met Mr. Fukahori was in 2010 during my second trip to Nagasaki. He was fourteen years old and 3.5km away from the hypocenter when the atomic bomb was detonated.
Hours after the bomb was dropped, he and a friend went to retrieve the bodies of his older sister and uncle that were trapped underneath the rubble of their home located close to the hypocenter. They didn’t reach the house until the next day because the fire and debris made it impossible to get to. His aunt’s body was never found. “My sister didn’t die instantly. I regretted not coming to help her the day before. That memory still hurts me. On August 12th, I went back to Nagasaki with my mother to cremate my sister. My mother never looked at the fire. She stood still, staring at the ground, praying. That was the most difficult sight.”
On my second trip to Nagasaki, I asked Ayumi if I could meet Mr. Fukahori. I read an article that after the war, Mr. Fukahori started speaking about his experiences. But he believed words would not be enough, and he established the Committee for Research of Photographs and Materials of the Atomic Bombing in 1979. He collected more than 3,000 photographs taken of the bomb’s aftermath. Many of the photos depict similarly harrowing scenes to those Mr. Fukahori witnessed. I was interested because he wanted to tell the story through photographs. Most hibakusha use their words or paint and pictures to describe their experiences. Mr. Fukahori’s collection of photographs hit me harder because it is a snapshot of reality. No imagination was needed, and the brutality was right there in the photograph.
I visited Mr. Fukahori for the last time in December 2018. He had moved into a home for the elderly, but he was still sharp and affable. He spent an hour talking to us and joking how the staff at the elderly home had him on a schedule to exercise. This the last frame I photographed of him when he walked Ayumi and me to the elevator. I photographed from the elevator as he disappeared behind the curtain.
…Nagasaki…This morning I received the sad news that Yoshiro Yamawaki passed away on September 17th. I photographed Mr. Yamawaki during my first trip to Nagasaki in September 2008. His portrait is in my book, From Above, and has been exhibited several times. He was the only hibakusha, atomic bomb survivor, during that visit who spoke to me in English. He learned English when he retired so that he could communicate his experiences about the atomic bomb and educate more people about the dangers of nuclear weapons.
Mr. Yamawaki was eleven-years-old when the atomic bomb was detonated over Nagasaki. He was at home 2.2km from the hypocenter. His testimony was about him and his brother venturing through a sea of rubble to find their father’s body at the Mitsubushi Steel Works Factory the day after the bomb destroyed the city. The two young boys then had to cremate the body. The next day they returned to the burned out factory to get the ashes, but because of the lack of wood the body wasn’t fully cremated. They wept at the sight of their father’s lifeless body and vowed never to tell their mother they weren’t able to cremate his body.
I only saw Mr. Yamawaki twice after my initial trip to Nagasaki. He came to the exhibition at the Nagasaki Peace Museum in 2010 and the exhibition at the Peace Memorial Hall in 2017. He was a true ambassador, and I wish more of the people we assign as diplomats would learn a lesson from his desire to communicate the truth about the suffering war and nuclear weapons cause. I’ll always remember him insisting that he tell me his testimony in English. His efforts educated everyone he spoke to, but the job of educating the world about the horrors of war and the use of nuclear weapons is far from completed.
“After the war I saw the photo of the mushroom cloud, but I thought they should have shown photos of the people underneath. It’s a bloody shame!”
-Ron Schlote
Ron Scholte was serving in the Royal Netherlands East Indies Army (KNIL) when he was taken as a prisoner of war by the Japanese when they invaded Java in 1942, and later sent to Fukuoka Camp 14 in Nagasaki. He was used as a forced laborer until the end of the war in August 1945. He was one of 120 Dutch POWs to survive the atomic bombing of Nagasaki.
Ron was working inside a tunnel about a mile from the hypocenter when the atomic bomb detonated. When the workers heard a plane approaching, some of them went near the tunnel’s entrance to peek out. When they only saw a B-29 I thought it couldn’t have been an air raid. Then a small parachute was dropped. Suddenly a bright flash of light blinded me and I was tossed back into the tunnel by a strong gust of wind.
“I didn’t know the type of weapon that was used. I was in the middle of the chaos and couldn’t think of the end of the war. We went back to the city without knowing the consequences of radiation exposure. For a couple of days my task was to gather dead bodies to be cremated. It was the most painful thing I had to do- especially when the bodies were children. Sometimes I would pick up charred bodies which would just break apart. There were a lot of wounded. I also carried a wounded soldier on my back through a field to get medical attention. I felt it was my duty to help no matter how badly I had been treated previously.
Nagasaki is now a beautiful city but it was totally destroyed. I had to stay on top of a hill for two nights because the city was burning. I saw the entire city in flames. Many of us were burned and our open wounds were attacked by maggots.
I didn’t learn about the surrender until a couple of days after. A Japanese man approached me and said “War Finished. Japan and America are now friends.” The soldiers disappeared and only the honcho (boss) from the Mitsubishi shipyard was there. He told me that he lost all his family and had nothing to eat. I had a little food and gave it to him. I hugged him when we said goodbye. I felt deep sympathy for his loss. Three weeks later we were liberated.”
I had the privilege of photographing Mr. Scholte in January 2015. I had learned about his story and it took me a long time to find him. Even on the day of our meeting my train connections to the southern Netherlands were delayed because of a small snowstorm in Amsterdam. I arrived at his home as the sun set, a few hours late, and snapped this photograph when I caught him glimpsing out a window as I walked to the front door. I didn’t think this would be the portrait I would use in the project. But as time passed and I thought about his story it made sense. When I look at this photograph, he is beginning to fade away in the reflection of the landscape. A few years prior, he had begun writing down his experiences in Nagasaki because he was diagnosed with dementia. The story was too important to be lost in his fading mind so I’m grateful he had documented his experiences in great detail. That day he was able to speak for hours about what he had seen in Nagasaki.
He was living alone but shortly after my visit was moved to an elderly home as his mind rapidly deteriorated. He lived a little less than four years after we met and passed away at the age of 94. Not many people know that there were Dutch POW’s affected by the atomic bomb. Most of them died from various forms of cancer within ten years of 1945. The majority of Dutch people I speak to about Mr. Schlote and the other Dutch POW I photographed are shocked to learn about their stories.
This portrait is a part of From Above, which is a collection of portraits and reminiscences of atomic bomb survivors. From Above is permanently exhibited at the Nagasaki Peace Memorial Hall for Atomic Bomb Victims. It has also been exhibited in numerous international museums and exhibition spaces. From Above was released as a limited edition book released as a limited edition book available at https://www.photoeye.com/bookstore/citation.cfm?catalog=I1040&i=&i2
An article written by Miki Shirasaka for KYODO News about From Above was published in several newspapers around Japan. From Above is a collection of portraits and reminiscences of atomic bomb survivors and firebombing survivors from the Second World War. From Above is permanently exhibited at the Nagasaki Peace Memorial Hall for Atomic Bomb Victims. It has also been exhibited in numerous international museums and was most recently exhibited in Dresden, Germany.
The article also introduced my portraits of Ukrainian teenagers who have fled the war that is currently raging in their country. Miki was one of the first journalists to write about From Above when I began the project in 2008. I’m grateful for her interest throughout the years.
People stared at me, and children cried at the sight of my face.
Still, I feel pain every morning looking at the mirror.”
-Katsuji Yoshida
Katsuji Yoshida was 13 years old when the atomic bomb was dropped on Nagasaki and was at a very close distance of 850m from the hypocenter. When the air raid siren sounded the all-clear, he and his classmates headed back to school from the shelter. Looking up he saw American planes dropping parachutes and suddenly, the blast.
The boys were thrust up in the air and scattered about 120 feet away. Katsuji was thrown into a wet rice field. The soft mud absorbed the force of the turbulent blast and probably saved his life but all his skin peeled off his body. Luckily, the boys survived. They encouraged each other and washed the mud off themselves in a nearby irrigation field. They found grass and put some on their bodies to cool down the scorched and missing skin.
A rescue team came the following day and he spent another two nights with the other children at a relief station set up in a school yard until his mother came to identify him. “At that time, my face was swollen. I couldn’t see because my eyes were swollen shut. My mother did not recognize me, so she kept calling my name in the ear of every boy lying there. Then I raised my hand. I lost consciousness from then until December. They told me that I was between life and death for four months.”
After years of emotional and physical pain caused by the atomic bomb and also discrimination, Katsuji slowly conquered his agony and suffering. Later in life he spoke about his experiences throughout the world. He became one of the most vocal Hibakusha and well known peace activists. On April 1st, 2010, Mr. Yoshida passed away. It was an honor to meet him.
This portrait is a part of my From Above project which a collection of portraits and reminiscences of atomic bomb survivors From Above is permanently exhibited at the Nagasaki Peace Memorial Hall for Atomic Bomb Victims. It has also been exhibited in numerous international museums and exhibition spaces. From Above was released as a limited edition book released as a limited edition book available at https://www.photoeye.com/bookstore/citation.cfm?catalog=I1040&i=&i2
“I think my mother wanted to talk about the atomic bomb, but her physical condition did not allow her to. I think she is happy for me to speak out today.”
-Etsuko Nagano
Etsuko Nagano was 16 years old when she experienced the atomic bomb while working in the gymnasium of the Vocational College of Economy, 2.8km from the hypocenter where the bomb was dropped on Nagasaki. Her brother died three days after the bombing and her sister died a month later.
Shortly before Nagasaki was destroyed, Etskuo brought her siblings back to the city from their refuge in the countryside. That regret still has not vanished today. She feels sorry about her brother and sister and still misses them.
For days after the bombing she searched many make shift shelters for her missing brother. While searching she called his name. Then she found a boy who had a familiar stature to her brother. Etsuko could not tell if the boy was her brother. His body was completely burnt and his face was swelled perfectly round. “I spoke to the boy, are you Seiichi? The boy nodded. But I could hardly believe it, so I asked again, and he nodded. I looked at him carefully and found these words on his barely remaining pants: Seiichi Nakazawa, 9 years old.” She was remorseful about the 9 year old waiting for his family alone and she could not stop crying. Etsuko’s sister died an agonizing death from radiation poisoning weeks later.
50 years after the war, she saw an article searching for story tellers of the atomic bombs and started speak about her experience. Mrs. Nagano has dedicated her life to telling her experience all over the world. She talks for her deceased family and to protect the people who suffer the same sorrow.
This portrait is a part of my From Above project which a collection of portraits and reminiscences of atomic bomb survivors From Above is permanently exhibited at the Nagasaki Peace Memorial Hall for Atomic Bomb Victims. It has also been exhibited in numerous international museums and exhibition spaces. From Above was released as a limited edition book released as a limited edition book available at https://www.photoeye.com/bookstore/citation.cfm?catalog=I1040&i=&i2
I received the sad news that Kazutoshi Nakamura passed away recently. He was 88 years old. I photographed him during 2018 at the hypocenter where the atomic bomb was detonated over Nagasaki. He was a kind person and I consider myself lucky to have known him.
“There was so much debris that I decided to walk along the river. When I got to the area near the Urakami Cathedral, where the river was already narrow, the water stopped flowing because about 100 dead bodies were piled in the water.”
-Kazutoshi Nakamura
Kazutoshi Nakamura was eleven-years-old when the atomic bomb detonated over Nagasaki. His family lived 500m from hypocenter in the Urakami district. It was decimated into scorched earth because it was ground zero. At the time, he was away from his home getting food at the St. Francisco Hospital. There were 9 members of his family. Most of the his family who perished were never recovered.
“Since the bomb detonated above the city thestrong blast and flash of light hit our house which was located on a hill. All the glass from the windows was smashed. My father thought a regular bomb dropped on the roof because tiles had blown off, so he went onto the roof to get rid of it, although he quickly discovered it was not a regular bomb. As the day progressed my parents saw the mushroom cloud rise above Nagasaki.” -Noboru Tasaki, Nagasaki Atomic Bomb Survivor
Noboru Tasaki was a year and 4 months old when the atomic bomb was over Nagasaki. His entire family was bombed. He was the second youngest of 8 siblings – his mother was pregnant with his younger brother. The family’s home was located in a town outside of the city called Yokoo, about 5.5km (3.5 miles) from the hypocenter.
This portrait is a part of my From Above project which featured portraits of atomic bomb and firebombing survivors from WWII. My limited edition book is available at https://www.photoeye.com/bookstore/citation.cfm?catalog=I1040&i&i2&fbclid=IwAR1MsnTQNUo5AAD7OGWp_hM1LlvM8_zojBgUwd4s-Q7Hhs4HGFzIs33pZAI
“It worries me to think that the passage of months and years tends to cloud memories and that the grave reality of the atomic bombings will eventually fade into the background.” -Koichi Wada, Nagasaki atomic bomb survivor
I received the sad news that Koichi Wada passed away at the age of 94.
I photographed other hibakusha (atomic bomb survivors) during my initial trips to Nagasaki who knew Wada-san but I didn’t have the opportunity to photograph him until 2016. Our paths never crossed until Ayumi-san asked him about being photographed.
At the time he had already lost many of his memories to dementia. But during our conversation there were brief moments where he would remember something about his experience on August 9th, 1945. Even though his memories were impeded by dementia I hope that his message to abolish nuclear weapons comes through in his portrait.
