Maki Satake

A time capsule from 30 years ago was opened in my hometown of Toyokoro. Memories are reconstructed from my essay at the age of 10, which I do not remember at all, and videotapes that bring back the breath of nostalgic people, encouraging me to live in the present, a strange time. – M.S.

A paper plane is made by cutting the sky.

An unique love story spelled out with a documentary touch.

I used photographs and video tapes taken by my father during my childhood. Although this is a window into my father's vision, this was also my vision then and now. (Maki Satake)

My grandparents left the house they had lived for many years. It contains their memories as well as mine. (Maki Satake)

In and out of movement, from stop to go, photos hurtle us into their lived antecedents. A collection of a grandfather's photos are brought to life again, confronted by the fictitious present, and the granddaughter with a camera.

This summer, my beloved grandmother passed away. While I looked back on her many left records, I am trying to overcome my sadness.

I used the films of clouds taken by meteorologist researchers in 1965. Looking down? Or looking up? The existence of the universal clouds that go back and forth between the past and the present. Smooth movement of the cloud visualized by interval shooting. This is an experiment on the relation between « work » and « data ». It was exhibited at Hokkaido University Museum.

The memories of my elementary school days came back to me with the warmth of my precious hometown. I tried to recall memories from my old school days.

Experimental short by Maki Satake.

Photo is the clock hands. The view from the window has passed 600 minutes.

The history of this city has been led by the development of factories. The chimney is the pivot around which the city revolves.

Everything starts here. I stepped into a new life.

"This is a photograph of the three of us reflecting on our lives in the flow of time." –Maki Satake