Early morning training at the Oshima-beya sumo stable in Tokyo

For two hours I sat motionless, crosslegged to avoid pointing my feet toward the dojo which is strictly forbidden. When the coach arrived, I shuffled on my knees and presented him with a gift: a bottle of sake. I motioned with my hands to ask if I could take pictures. He nodded once. Only then was I allowed to shoot.

Sumo 1

Sumo 2

Sumo 3

Sumo 4

Sumo 5