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A closing coal town turned its mine water into a resort; the first dancers were the miners' daughters.
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A closing coal town turned its mine water into a resort; the first dancers were the miners' daughters.
A campus of Tokyo's art university, whose community art project has run since 1999.
Plum trees planted as emergency food became the garden itself - utility turned into landscape.
White-sailed fishing boats, retired from work but kept sailing so the sight survives.
Where canals were once the roads; brides still arrive by boat, at least for the festival.
Greenhouses ranked to the horizon - agricultural scale become an artificial landscape.
A wisteria trained over 1,000 square metres - a living structure made possible by transplanting the old tree.
The quarry void is now used for exhibitions and performance, the space itself part of the work.
Twelve thousand cedars planted over two decades, roofing 37 km of highway - the world's longest tree avenue.
A civic gallery that keeps the base of the local art scene in constant exhibition.
A biennial in a town of 15,000, staged in closed schools and empty houses and run by residents.
Wooden channels built to cool water too hot to bathe in became the centrepiece of the town.
Azaleas gathered and planted by a feudal lord four centuries ago, grown into a landscape.
Volcanic rock eroded into pinnacles, painted since the Edo period as a real-world landscape scroll.
Mulberry fields and heightened roofs - an industry that reshaped both land and houses.
River terraces stacked like steps, with the town on one of them - geology legible as a drawing.
A postwar card game every local memorises; its 44 illustrated cards are effectively Gunma's tourist map.
A triennial staged in empty buildings and shopping streets, run with residents on the team.
Exhibition and studio under one roof, giving the old foundry town a contemporary art base.
A kilometre and a half of pines along the old Nikko highway, walked by Basho and now a Place of Scenic Beauty.
Tea rows follow the contours like drawn lines - geometry produced by agricultural logic.
The rivers that fed Edo; their dykes and sluices still divide the flat landscape.
Staged in closed schools along a single-track railway, so the journey itself becomes part of the viewing.
A donated private house turned gallery, its small shows viewed against the garden.