WARASONO

I've been photographing my parents and their rural home. As an only child, I decided not to inherit the house, prompting my parents to start end-of-life planning. Aware that both the house and my parents will one day be gone, I felt compelled to preserve

I am capturing the home where my parents, who live apart from me, reside. Ever since I, an only child, decided not to inherit this house, my parents started their end-of-life preparations, including what to do with the home. Every time I return home, I see my father consolidating and disposing of furniture and other items. Meanwhile, my mother tends to flowers in the garden, cultivating different blooms with the changing seasons.In my father’s act of discarding and my mother’s act of nurturing flowers, I sense an interplay of life and death. And whenever I head back to Tokyo, my mother always gives me flowers from the garden. By the time I arrive in Tokyo, those flowers seem to have lost a bit of their vitality. Every time I look at them, I can’t help but think of my parents and the home that will eventually be lost.The thought of my parents passing away and the eventual loss of the house makes me want to record and preserve these memories for the future.