I was enchanted by a pianist. A passionate woman devoted to the piano. As her fingers dance in a beautiful ballet, her music strikes my heart. I am a photographer. An art form with no sound. She is a musician. An art form of pure sound. Yet with my photography alone, I sought to express her music. When I started shooting, I desperately tried to capture the ballerina dancing on the keyboard. But as the session continued, the ballerina faded away, replaced with her spirit. Her spirit became a fairy, dancing freely across that black and white stage. Finally, the photographs began to play music.
Tetsuo Kurita from Nagoya, Aichi Japan, born in 1971, started his life in typical fashion. Obtaining MBA and on to a 17 year career as a chief executive for a Japanese company in China. However, Tetsuo Kurita was driven by his passions of photography and cultural anthropology. Kurita left his business career and became a professional photographer capturing beautiful and poignant images of minority tribes and their traditions which are quickly disappearing in today’s modern world.