Feathers

April 11th, 2013 — 9:58pm

Recently I’ve been spotting a lot of feathers on the street. Some are tiny, some are big, some are colourful and some are fluffy down. Is this because the season is changing? (Although it seems too cold to be losing feathers.) Or is it some kind of fighting season?? I even found a tiny black feather inside my apartment. It looked quite fashionable with two white dots at the tip. It made me wonder who it used to belong to.

 

And the other day, when a small white feather fell down in front of me  from above, I couldn’t help thinking about angels.

 

A school girl with a jumper and a feather.

Kin Iro

April 4th, 2013 — 9:49pm

This morning I woke up to see sun light shining through the gap of the curtains. It looked dramatic as the last few days had been grey and dull (and cold). When I opened the window everywhere I saw from the balcony had a golden glow. It reminded me how much I love autumn.

 

Seeing the hot air balloons was the cherry on top.

Nieves zine box and poster

March 26th, 2013 — 7:11pm

I hope it’s not too late to share this news but the 2012 Nieves zine box and poster is out! All zines (including ‘Matterhorn’ by Chris and I) are signed by the artist and limited to an edition of 20.

 

Sweet memories.

Transitions

March 9th, 2013 — 11:32pm

A little part of Chris and I (some drawings) are having a trip to Byron Bay and I’m so jealous that I can’t go too. I don’t know how long the show will run for but please do visit if you are around.

 

Goodbye.

Caramel Custard Pudding

March 5th, 2013 — 4:26pm

When I lived in London a friend of mine, Teppei, used to occasionally turn up to parties with jars of his homemade custard pudding and I was always so impressed. He had a real sweet tooth and I often used to think his sweetness literally came from what he ate.

 

One summer day we’d planned to have a picnic at Hampstead Heath. Teppei, myself, and two other friends decided to prepare lunch boxes (in my flat) for everyone coming, about fifteen people! It took us all night. Apart from the lunchboxes, Teppei had also secretly prepared his custard puddings but didn’t have the time to make the caramel sauce. So, he asked me for some help (as the the others were having a little nap), at around 4 am. It turned out that I didn’t have much sugar in my pantry so Teppei and I had to run around at dawn, sugar hunting. Our desperation to find a news agency that was open and carrying sugar, and how frantic we were to make caramel sauce before everybody woke up still makes me laugh. Especially every time I see or eat caramel custard pudding. It was no exception the other day, when I baked one for the first time, on my own.

 

I spotted these sweet eggs in the gap between the stairs at the barn.

mbv

February 25th, 2013 — 12:29pm

Chris and I went to see our favourite band last friday. It reminded me of the night we listened to their album at a music bar with a giant record library and a sound system way better than my earphones. Ever since I couldn’t help but think what it would be like to see the band perform live, but never expected the day would come so sudden.

 

At the show we also enjoyed looking at a very spontaneous go-go dancer in front of us. Her psychedelic dance reminded me of a screen saver, (she moved that smooth!). She also smelled good and fresh especially when she whipped her hair.

 

It’s become the night I never want to forget.

 

Bilinda.

Asagao

February 17th, 2013 — 1:40am

Morning Glory is a flower that used to represent so much of my Japanese summer, especially during my childhood. Somehow I’d totally forgotten about its existence, until one morning recently. I found a fence covered with blue Morning Glory on my walk, and picked two flowers and a leaf from the vines to bring back home. On my train journey home I followed the blue ribbon as the fence ran trackside.

 

Come the night both flowers had wilted, but then I found three tightly packed buds hidden behind the circular petals. The next morning two new flowers bloomed with the last flower opening the morning after. Every morning was a surprise as each of the flowers were in different shade of blues. I really liked that the petals had neat folding lines, in between those distinctive star-like spikes… but how do they grow like that?

 

So simple, so organized.

xx

February 14th, 2013 — 8:35pm

Thank you Valentine’s day for making the week a little bit sweeter than usual.

 

An origami lips window display I saw last year.

My magic portion

January 29th, 2013 — 11:14pm

The grocery shop I go to almost every day has a dispensary where the shop girls (who are also naturopaths) tailor mix herbal medicines. When I first saw this medicine counter (and all of the brown jars stacked on a shelf behind it), I felt as if I was in a witch’s house. I thought about Kiki’s mum in Kiki’s Delivery, a witch who makes traditional medicine the same way, plus a little magic.

 

I’d had a cough for quite a while (since catching a cold in Japan), so I finally had a reason to ask for some help. When I received my potion packed in a small brown jar, I said to the naturopath “Thank you, it’s been my dream to try your dispensary”. “Lucky you, you’re sick!” was Chris’ cold response, and it made us laugh.

 

A modern witch at the dispensary.

Tennis Fever

January 23rd, 2013 — 9:16pm

As soon as Chris and I came back from Japan, the Australian Open started. While watching a very heated tennis match on TV one night (that almost went for five hours), we were saying that we should go to a game next year. The next morning we woke up to a kind offer of two tickets to the arena. You can imagine how thrilled we were.

 

A tennis girl.

Hatsu-hinode

January 6th, 2013 — 9:18pm

Seeing Hatsu-hinode (the first sun rise of the year) has became a New Year tradition for Chris and I, however Chris wasn’t well from the night before so I thought I wouldn’t be keen to go out by myself. Strangely, I was right awake after my alarm went off, so I quickly put my coat on and hurried up to the look out.

 

Sadly, the sun rise was mostly hidden by layers of cloud. However, when I turned around, Mt. Fuji was looking so glourious under the morning moon, being lit by the sun light. It was just magnificent. After a while, one drunken gentleman approached me and offered me the last little cup of sake on his tray. Drinking sake infront of my favourite mountain made my first morning of 2013 better than I thought it would be.

 

Happy New Year!

Inu to mofu

December 12th, 2012 — 10:05pm

We’ve been looking after my sister’s dog. One night he seemed a little cold, so we wrapped a blanket around him. He was so happy that he didn’t want to get out from beneath it. Now he complains when he doesn’t have it and is even starting to get fussy about the way he’s wrapped.

 

He also knows the best sunny spot in the house.

SOGO

December 5th, 2012 — 2:10am

A lot of department stores in Japan have (or used to have) a museum inside their stores. The other day, Chris and I were wondering what’s on at the Sogo Museum in Yokohama, so we decided to ask at the information counter. We were immediately drawn to a sharp looking mid-aged man who looked as if he was from the 80’s (Showa period), however he surprized us by speaking English. We found it funny that he didn’t recommend the current exhibition (as it was by local kids, not “artists”), saying so in a semi-professional American accent.

 

Instead we found this white tea salon in a glass case.

One week

December 1st, 2012 — 11:09pm

I totally forgot how good it feels to spend time with my family and friends.

 

Prep school kids in Kamakura.

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