These candid images of strangers and domestic exteriors in Japan from 2006 were shot at chest level with a Rolleiflex given to me by my uncle, Harry Noland. These are presentations of selves, with elaborate attention paid to the exterior and careful protection given to the interior. There is alienation among these city dwellers, a distancing from oneself as well as from others. Rituals are a welcome retreat, an oasis, with codes of behavior and scripts to follow. Conformity is woven tightly into this culture, though it’s now broken up more into generational and socioeconomic subsets than it once was. Youth, in their seeming rebellion, conform to what is just another code of uniform, layer upon layer of carefully curated choices.