Issue 53 of Daido Moriyama's own ongoing journal.

“Last autumn William Klein passed away in Paris. An exhibition of our two bodies of work attracted a large audience when it was shown at a London museum back in 2012. His part was quite a diverse affair, as it featured next to pictures also paintings and films among others; obviously it was the highlight of the show. For my own part, with the exception of a few colour prints, I mostly covered the walls with enlarged black and white. It was about sixty years ago that I was completely knocked down by the shocking experience of browsing through his volume on New York, which inspired me to launch my own life and work. With that in mind, when it came to doing that two-man show, flooding the place with monochrome was all that I could possibly do in response. When he showed up for our first meeting in years, a big man in a big wheelchair, it just so happened naturally that we shook hands. That one moment was enough to fill my heart with emotions, and make me feel like shouting out that for me the exhibition had already concluded, even though it had in fact just opened.” — from the afterword