Ah the wonderful universality of flea markets! Wish I could travel the world and sample them everywhere. Thanks for a glimpse into one in a far away place. The color and chaos of this one brings on that thrill of the hunt for me!
japan has a distinct culture..what makes it and its people so special, is their architecture and culture i believe…like new york, milan , london…its all about buildings then us being shaped by them..thanx for these lovely shots!
how vintage, bright, and cute! i love this! the little Japanese boys fighting with swords is adorable, those two remind me of my cousins. The clothes the others are all wearing is so (the best i can describe it) pretty, chic and fearless, it's hard to pull off cute vintage pieces like that. gosh, i wish my local flea market was that amazing…
I just did a second view of all the flea market photos. There was something I couldn't put a finger on and now just realized what it is. Everyone in your photo is so slim. I hate to criticize my fellow Americans, but if you wandered around flea markets here you would never see such consistently slim looking people shopping.
The picture with the two kids sword fighting has to be one of my all time favorite sartorialsit photoes ever! (already). I'm not even one of those people who sees kids and goes "oh thats sooooo cute". I like it for something else entirely, something which i can't really explain. There is so much about this photograph that I love, the poses, the toys, the playing, even the outfits and the background. That and i think it brings be back to a time when me and my brother played like that.
I love the feeling of the two little kids. They really seem to reflect the spirit of series of pictures: fearless, fun, cute, eclectic, individual … I could go on and on! They are adorable! Also, that is one of the examples of the right photo at the right moment.
I've studied this series over and over again. They take me back to the 80's (Here I go again) when we used to go to giant flea markets looking for hip vintage clothing to spice up our outfits. We looked for silver Bolo's, thin ties, mens trousers and blazers, fedoras, cool pumps from the 50's, sexy vintage intimate items… And of course, red cowboy boots! We had so much fun and always made new friends. One day I met a man named Jimmy Rooster, he is a musician and old friend I've lost contact with. He introduced me to Iggy Pop and Brian Ferry's music. Wow, I miss seeing him. Old memories and good times.