After some years spent in Tokyo, Japan itself becomes something usual. Language, aesthetics, colors, shapes: they all become something expected, repetitive.

Yet, some days ago I found something that reminded of my image of Japan before even thinking of coming here: this spray.

Its looks are nostalgic to me, the shiny toilet makes me smile.

Together with spring, Abaco has bloomed.

In this issue we have gathered artworks that we like and so we hope you will.

Patrick Gannon shows us his papercut art, colorful!

Flavio Parisi has some pics of Tokyo after the rain, wet!

Yosuke Sato gives us some submerged photography, soaked!

Hakuchi gives shape to the hardcore music scene in Tokyo, radical!

Chiharu Ozaki tells us with portraits and an interview about subcultures, liminal!

please enjoy and be ready for more ABACO

お楽しみくださいませー

フラビオ　(flavio)  &  アレッサンドロ　(alessandro)

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But don’t worry, Abaco magazine, march issue will be published very soon. very.

Dedicated to the kriophobic Italian mothers.

This morning it was snowing, big flakes from the sky. Now the snow turned into rain and it is colder than before, when it was snowing. I get in the tube and sitting in front of me there is a boy, maybe around 17, dressed like he was at the beach in July. Short pants, a light T-shirt, beach sandals with no socks. The only item related to today’s weather is a vinyl umbrella.
On the almost empty train that lets in the freezing air at every station an unknown guy screams “つよっ！”. (You are strong!). I have always been sceptical about the cliché that describes Japanese as samurais, champions of self-denial virtue, and yet seeing this boy today makes me reconsider my opinion about this basically hedonistic country.
Once a friend told me that in his elementary school there was a kid that for a whole year has never been seen wearing anything heavier than short pants and T-shirt. At the year-end ceremony he was awarded a medal, like a GAMAN campaign medal.
Anyway, I don’t know why today’s boy was dressed like that, sitting down and reading a book, like he had stumbled in from a different season, behaving like it was perfectly normal, without the smallest shiver, surrounded by down jacket and coats.
Anyway, I think too that he is strong!