2015年、ブラジル・リオデジャネイロの「明日の博物館(Museu do Amanhã)」の開館に訪れた。館内の展示は美しく、素晴らしかった。けれど、本当の出来事は外で起きていた。演出も計画もない、ただ自然に移ろう人生。港に面した広い広場で、少年たちがサッカーをしていた。突然、空が暗くなり、左の方角から大きな雷が鳴り響いた。その瞬間、全員が同じ方向を見つめ、動きを止めた。長時間露光で流れる雲をなめらかに写せるほど長く、誰ひとり動かなかった。驚きか、恐れか。雷が彼らを凍りつかせたのだ。
In 2015, I went to the opening of the Museum of Tomorrow, Museu do Amanhã, in Rio de Janeiro. Inside, the exhibits were beautiful and amazing. But outside was where things were really happening. Nothing staged, nothing planned, just life unfolding naturally. On the wide platform by the port, a group of boys was playing soccer. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and a huge thunderclap came from the left. Everyone turned to the same spot and froze. They stood still long enough for a long exposure to smooth out the fast-moving clouds, and no one moved at all. Surprise, or maybe fear. The thunder had frozen them.
2015年、ブラジル・リオデジャネイロの「明日の博物館(Museu do Amanhã)」の開館に訪れた。館内の展示は美しく、素晴らしかった。けれど、本当の出来事は外で起きていた。演出も計画もない、ただ自然に移ろう人生。港に面した広い広場で、少年たちがサッカーをしていた。突然、空が暗くなり、左の方角から大きな雷が鳴り響いた。その瞬間、全員が同じ方向を見つめ、動きを止めた。長時間露光で流れる雲をなめらかに写せるほど長く、誰ひとり動かなかった。驚きか、恐れか。雷が彼らを凍りつかせたのだ。
In 2015, I went to the opening of the Museum of Tomorrow, Museu do Amanhã, in Rio de Janeiro. Inside, the exhibits were beautiful and amazing. But outside was where things were really happening. Nothing staged, nothing planned, just life unfolding naturally. On the wide platform by the port, a group of boys was playing soccer. Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and a huge thunderclap came from the left. Everyone turned to the same spot and froze. They stood still long enough for a long exposure to smooth out the fast-moving clouds, and no one moved at all. Surprise, or maybe fear. The thunder had frozen them.