Keiichi Nitta
Keiichi Nitta works the way Richardson, Kern, and Snow work—these photographers who’ve made a single obsession into an entire practice. He’s been in Tokyo for years shooting film and Polaroid, mostly of the women around him, mostly nude. I’m not going to be coy about the appeal of that.
He had a show in Taiwan with large prints, the kind of work that makes you understand what actually happens when someone stays in one city long enough that the line between observer and participant gets permanently blurred. The women in his photographs clearly trust him. That’s not something you can fake or buy. You have to earn it.
What I genuinely envy is the discipline—just the sheer refusal to move on, to chase something bigger, to treat it like anything other than a complete commitment. He stayed in Tokyo and photographed the same light, the same bodies, for years until he actually learned what he was looking at. That’s not talent. That’s just time and attention devoted to one thing.