One little hobby project I’ve been working on during my time in Tokyo is properly integrating a store on my website—one that connects with a printing company so I can sell photography prints. It was a long process deciding what to sell because I have thousands of very intimate pictures, each depicting my vision of sadomasochism and esoteric eros.

How should sculptural art be? With fine lines, shapes, and textures? Or raw documentary style? Or perhaps sexy, as someone’s secret nighttime stash? Or is it something else entirely that I photograph?

I usually post my photos on kinky social media platforms—a kind of “fire and forget” approach in the midst of doom-scrolling feeds. Once, I tried posting them on a “real photography” forum to ask everyday photographers what they saw. The responses were very mixed. Some said that anything erotic is automatically pornographic. Others argued that if I’m documenting my desires, there’s no need to show them. I think they were mostly jealous when I looked at their landscape photography or staged boudoir shots. But what do I know about photographic art?

In the end, I decided to go with images that tell a story. A series of three photos from three different play scenarios, featuring three different “models” in three corners of the world. If you’re curious about having a memory of me on your wall, or simply want to know what I chose and why, or why I started photography in the first place—and how it intimately connects with my exploration of power dynamics—check out my store.

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