On a cold and windy day, the only resident I saw, apart from the couple running the restaurant I stopped at for lunch, was a man on a small motorbike. The handful of other people pottering about all arrived and left on the same ferry as me.
With a population of only 150 or so, the lack of visible life probably isn’t all that surprising. Even more so considering I was only there for a couple of hours or so. Still, exploring Ogijima’s sole settlement said a lot, as many of the houses were empty, with more than a few of them in a pretty bad state to say the least. Elements that made the island feel like a microcosm in many ways of the demographic challenges Japan is facing.
That said, while the number of inhabitants has dropped considerably — it was around 300 at the turn of the century — there are efforts to reverse that trend, or at the very least halt it, with 1 in 3 residents now migrants. A shift that may well just save the island, along with its continued involvement in the Setouchi Triennale art festival. But on a wintery day when the only noticeable activity was at the ferry port, it was hard not to think about the island’s past rather than its potential future.
YesterdaysHero says
Melancholy but also beautiful. Great documentary work as always, Lee.