Posts Tagged ‘Nagasaki’

Kazutoshi Nakamura

Tuesday, June 21st, 2022

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.

Noboru Tasaki

Monday, January 3rd, 2022

“Since the bomb detonated above the city the strong 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

Koichi Wada

Thursday, July 8th, 2021

“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

長い年月を経るに従い人々の記憶もおぼろになり、被爆という重大な事実が風化され、忘れさられるのではないだろうか。
和田 耕一

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.  

Asahi newspaper Nagasaki

Saturday, January 23rd, 2021

..January 2021.. ..Nagasaki..

Yesterday the Asahi newspaper in Nagasaki included my opinion about the Treaty Banning Nuclear Weapons (TPNW) which was enacted as international law on January 22nd. A big thank you to Mizuki Enomoto for asking me to contribute to her article.

I began photographing atomic bomb survivors (hibakusha) in 2008 and will continue to do so until the last voice goes silent. In 2011 these portraits were published as a book, From Above. Everyday I think about the people I met in Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Most have passed but their memory lives on when the treaty banning nuclear weapons arrives.

Itaru Takahara

Thursday, August 13th, 2020

..August 2020.. ..Nagasaki..

“Every portrait has a silent voice.” -Itaru Takahara

写真とは、 声なき声。 高原至

I received the sad news that Mr. Itaru Takahara passed away on August 5th. He was 97 years old. Takahara-san survived the atomic bombing of Nagasaki and the firebombing of Tokyo five months prior.

I photographed Takahara-san in July 2010 when my hibakusha (atomic bomb survivor) portraits were exhibited in Nagasaki. Takahara-san was a famous photographer who published a book documenting the ruins of the Urakami Cathedral. The atomic bomb detonated over Urakami which was home to the largest cathedral in eastern Asia. The cathedral was smashed and half of it’s steeple was tossed down a hill. Takahara-san spent years after the war documenting children playing and services being held in it’s ruins.

When I first met Takahara-san he asked me where my book was. I laughed and told him that no publisher was willing to print a book of my hibakusha (atomic bomb survivor) and firebombing survivor portraits. I jokingly told him if I ever got a book offer he would have to write the introduction. A week later I was interviewed by ZERO NEWS, a national television show in Japan. The next day I was offered a book deal in Japan. Takahara-san wrote the introduction to my book, FROM ABOVE, that still inspires me to live every moment with a burning passion.

Takahara-san was a brilliant photographer but was an even better person. He had an infectious laugh, a zeal for life and the same weakness for chocolate cakes that I have. He paid attention to every minute detail of a photograph and saw beauty in silence. He reinforced that the importance of a photograph came from the emotion it resonated! The feelings are all that matters.

I will miss Takahara-san but the years I knew him left a permanent smile in my soul. You’ll always be my friend.

You can see Takahara-san somewhere in the middle of this documentary shot about my project FROM ABOVE. http://www.paulepictures.com/blog/?p=6834

Tsukasa Uchida

Sunday, April 12th, 2020

..April 2020.. ..Nagasaki..
I received sad news that Mr. Tsukasa Uchida passed away on April 6th  2020.  He was 90 years old and had been in the hospital for months. 

Mr. Uchida experienced the atomic bombing of Nagasaki when he was 15 years old.  He was rescued from underneath rubble at the Ohashi Plant of the Mitsubishi Arms Factory about a mile north of the hypocenter.  Using a broken stick as a cane he struggled to get away from the burning factory and found refugee on a mountain.

When I photographed Mr. Uchida in 2016 he was in fragile condition but had a sharp mind.  He spoke about his experiences in exact detail for two hours. 

I’m grateful for the opportunity to have met such a brave person.  Mr. Uchida has taught many people about the horrors of nuclear weapons.  His passing is a great loss to humanity. 


“I was heading to the rescue train using a wood stick.
There were rice fields on the way, I found something in there.
On first sight, I thought they were pumpkins, but they were human heads.”
-Tsukasa Uchida

私は木の棒をついて救援列車に向かった。
そこまでの道に田んぼがあり、その中にかぼちゃかなと思ったら、
人間の首が5つか6つ転がっていた。
内田伯

Masakatsu Obata

Wednesday, January 8th, 2020

..January 2020..        ..Nagasaki..

I received the sad news that Mr. Masakatsu Obata passed away on December 12th, 2019, three days prior to his 102nd birthday.  Mr. Obata was the first hibakusha, atomic bomb survivor, I ever met. 

During our meeting I felt overwhelmed whilest he described his experiences on August 9th, 1945 and the days after.  I had never heard such vivid descriptions of what had happened.  Because it was my first conversation, I was overwhelmed.  I don’t remember much and always have to look back at my notes when speaking about Mr. Obata’s testimony. 

I’ve returned to Nagasaki many times since September 2008 but that was the only time we met. 

When I took this portrait he was already 90 years old.  I remember that he had as much energy as I did.  We walked across to the park near the hypocenter and took the first portrait of what became the From Above project that has defined my career and who I am.  From Above was published as a book and has so far been exhibited on three continents.

I’m grateful for Mr. Obata allowing me to begin my journey learning about the hibakusha and the horrors of nuclear war.  

Ron Schlote

Thursday, November 14th, 2019

“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


A few weeks ago I was informed that Mr. Ron Scholte passed away last autumn at the age of 94. 

Ron Scholte was serving in the Royal Netherlands East Indies Army (KNIL) when he was taken as a prison 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.

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 sunset, 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. 

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 Mr. Buchel, the other Dutch POW I photographed, are shocked to learn about their stories. 

戦後きのこ雲の写真を見たが、きのこ雲ではなく、その下の人々の写真を見せるべきだと私は思った。非常に残念でならない。

日本が1942年ジャワ島を侵略した当時、彼はオランダ帝国東インド軍におりに、日本の捕虜にされた。その後長崎にある福岡俘虜収容所第14分所へ移送された。1945年8月の終戦まで、彼は強制労働者として使われた。彼は長崎原爆生存者である120人のオランダ人捕虜のうちの1人である。

by the river…6pm sunset…hypocenter, Nagasaki

Friday, August 9th, 2019

..Nagasaki..

..Where I realized how to love people..By myself..by the river…6PM sunset 1 block from hypocenter..
..Where I realized why I traveled across the world to meet these people..Where I found emotion in Nagasaki..

..The first time I saw the reflection in the small stream running next to the epicenter, this was when the devastation hit me. It’s one of the most moving photos I took. Peaceful but remorseful.

..I first saw the reflection of the archway in the shallow water. As August 9th, 1945 grew older the pile of bodies multiplied in the canal. Eventually making a dam of corpses which stopped the running water. The corpses piled almost to the top of the 20 foot archway.

Along with the reflection of the archway, I can see the reflection of innocent that didn’t need to die. Why did this happen? It didn’t need to. This image has more of an effect on me than the epicenter. How can a scene so peaceful be a grave 64 years ago?

..Where I realized what happened. Where I realized war is fucking shit..that kills the innocent..

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First visit to the hypocenter

Thursday, August 8th, 2019

..Nagasaki September 7th,2008..
One hour after train ride, little before sunset. First time at the hypocenter

..I thought the hypocenter would have drawn more of a crowd. Only 2 ladies and a father playing with his son wandering across the spot where one of the world’s greatest atrocities took place. The grass was very thin and spotted yellow from a summer long soaking of intense sunshine. Looked like any park in a forgotten neighborhood.

..September 8th, 2007 Second time at the epicenter, Nagasaki..
Walked to the epicenter at 6:30AM. A Japanese man walking across the park. Stops and bows in front of the monument. A deep bow. A sign of great respect. Continues to his destination. I wonder if this is how he starts most of his days?

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