pony tail

February 17th, 2012 — 10:34pm

Melbourne school girls are very cute. Their sun hats, pony tails with ribbons, and loose socks with T-strap leather shoes are my new favorite looks.


A little quick sketch from earlier today.

Dream city

February 13th, 2012 — 9:55pm

It has been one week since Chris and I moved to Melbourne. We still haven’t found a place to live but I like it here anyway.


We also flew over a fluffy carpet of clouds.

Summer telepathy

January 30th, 2012 — 10:07pm

Today’s steamy hot weather and the noise of cicadas reminded me of a Japanese summer.


When I was hanging the washing I started to think about one of my hot summer memories with my best friend Ryoko. A few summers ago, on a ridiculously hot day, Ryoko and I decided to go to a swimming pool to get cool. The pool was located on the outskirts of Tokyo where I had never been before, so even just getting there was like an excursion. There was a wave pool and a flowing pool, and we tried every single water slide.


As I was reminiscing my summer adventure I received an email – from Ryoko’s husband, Ton-kun. Ryoko had a baby! I’m so happy and feel so lucky to have been thinking about her at that moment.




January 20th, 2012 — 9:59pm

Matterhorn is a cake shop in Tokyo where Chris and I used to spend a lot of time chatting and drawing (and drinking coffee, sipping lemon squash, and eating cakes). The shop was within walking distance from where we lived with the gentle atmosphere of the shop often reminded me of my childhood. The Cakes, parfaits, and paintings by Shintaro Suzuki always made our day sweeter.


My favorite seat was at the big table below two minimal chandeliers. Here I could observe the man in the cook’s hat making coffees and parfaits and see the waitress girls preparing cakes to serve. I liked sitting at some of the other tables too, particularly if i could enjoy a view of white plates, clear glasses, and silver cutlery placed on top of marble table tops. My order was always tea chiffon cake and lemon squash.


The owner’s articulate aesthetic can be seen throughout the shop and upon wrapping papers and packaging. I knew Matterhorn was a mountain in Switzerland but when Chris and I found an old postcard of Matterhorn mountain at a local second hand bookstore (while we were working on our zine), it gave me a sparkle. The postcard I saw infront of me totally reminded me of the Matterhorn shop logo I was so used to seeing upon their paper napkins. And now I miss going to Matterhorn even more.


I would like to visit there one day...

Our Nieves zine!

January 18th, 2012 — 9:38pm

Um… I am very excited to announce that Chris and I have a zine release with Nieves!


And it is called 'Matterhorn'.

Rose express

January 12th, 2012 — 9:21pm

My train trip fills its windows with breath-taking views. There’s endless blues of ocean and sky, a forest where the sunlight filters down through the trees, and a horse farm.


This morning, a lady who sat next to me across the aisle had two beautiful red roses in her hands. The roses must have been freshly picked from her garden as they gently filled the surroundings with smells from both their fresh green stems and flowers. This journey I felt as if I was sitting in the finest salon. (Maybe the old wooden train carriage also helped me to feel that way).


My mum used to make a little bunch of garden flowers for me to bring to my prep school so we could have seasonal flowers in our class room. Sharing garden flowers is a very sweet thought. It also reminded me of a brick wall coffee shop in Jiyugaoka, and my friend Yama’s house in Yokohama where I have strong memories of beautiful roses in vases.


Flower power!


January 7th, 2012 — 11:33am

I’m happy to announce that my 2011 new year’s resolution of not eating crisps was accomplished and I feel very good about it. (Although I did introduce a new rule during the middle of the year that allowed me to eat corn chips and other vegetable chips).


A giant potato I saw on my drive to Bowral.


January 2nd, 2012 — 11:13pm

Walking on the beach, swiming, relaxing… a real hot Australian summer has come with the new year!


I wish everyone a happy new year!

Local street musicians

December 21st, 2011 — 9:50pm

When hurrying down to the local mall I heard a song that a street musician was playing on her harmonica. The song reminded me of one of the enka songs that old Japanese people enjoy listening to. I don’t know much about enka, but I learnt this particular song by watching some comedy shows when I was in prep school, as it was sang by a guy with a big mole right in the middle of his forehead. As I hummed the famous chorus bit, I realized that the song in my head and the music I heard from the street totally synchronized! Who would have expected to hear some tacky old Japanese song all the way across the sea, in a small town of Australia?


On the way back I heard another familiar sound behind me. It was my favorite busking trumpet boy who I saw last weekend with Chris. At the time he was with, I assume, his little sister who seemed like she was forced to accompany him to hold his music book. Today the boy wasn’t with his sister but another sad looking little boy! How many followers does he have? I hope they raise enough money to buy what they want for Christmas. (Not to mention the trumpet boy played ‘A Whole New World’ very sweetly).


My favorite Christmas cake was delivered from Japan. SO happy!

Hoot hoot

December 15th, 2011 — 8:20am

Not long ago I heard an owl hooting outside, for the first time in my life! I had no idea what it was until Chris told me it was an owl. It sounded like a pigeon’s “coo coo” but deeper and clearer, maybe more like a shell horn? More than anything I just couldn’t believe there was an owl in our garden.


Chris and I grabbed a torch and went out in the dark to look for the owl but we couldn’t find him. (We spent a long time looking but the owl must have been resting somewhere high in our really tall big tree.) When we finally gave up looking I realized the sky was filled with so many stars. Looking at the stars twinkling while listening to an owl felt like a very special treat (especially as it was just after Chris and I completed the little project we’d been working on).


Moon moon.

Trop mimi!

November 3rd, 2011 — 9:04pm

I used to have a stuffed brown bunny toy friend called ‘Mimi chan’ who I spent most of my childhood with. I think I simply named her ‘Mimi’ after her long ears, as mimi in Japanese means ears, and I also liked the sound of it.


About two years ago I took my friend’s friend Amandine (from France) on a little tour to Kamakura, although I’m not sure if I was a good tour guide. When we were having a break at an old coffee shop after visiting some temples, Amandine told me possibly the most useful phrase in French which was ‘trop mimi’, equivalent to ‘so cute’.


Since then I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to use these magical words but sadly I haven’t had a chance to visit France… but today, when I saw a wild bunny hopping around on a lawn during my walk to a local stationary shop I couldn’t help but say to myself ‘That is SO trop mimi!’, and I felt very content.


I'd love wild bunnies to visit my garden.

Licorice Ice Cream

October 28th, 2011 — 9:56pm

Chris and I recently discovered the joy of licorice ice cream. Last weekend it tasted even better when we ate it while watching Woody Allen’s ‘Midnight In Paris’ on the big screen at our local (empty) cinema. I think we’ll do it again this weekend, not only to eat the ice cream but to revisit the dream of 1920’s Paris!


Gertrude Stein with Her Poodle, Basket.

my front tooth

October 20th, 2011 — 7:02pm

My front tooth is really popping out of my teeth line. It’s been pushed upwards since I got my first wisdom teeth more than ten years ago. My dentist at the time told me that I don’t need to wear braces but now I feel like I need them! I’m a little upset however my tooth also proved that even a little something can make a change if it keeps at it. (So I’m very encouraged too).


Lips floating on my wall.

movie night

October 18th, 2011 — 9:13pm

Chris and I don’t often finish movies we watch during the week as we try to go to bed at 10pm. But! we couldn’t stop watching this film last night.


Dorothy and Herb Vogel.

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