Making of a silk dress with a wing painted on it.
With dye in color blue black.
Realistic feathers placed unrealistically.
A long story told as is.
By artist/escapist Yuko Nagai, currently Miss Sore Thumb in a rural Japanese town
who rambles about random stuff as well.
Read on.
Thank you.

May 8, 2011

be a simple man: a mother's day post

below: strange weather
waiting for tsunami, 3.11.2011 soon after the big quake
with elevated water level




it has been 5 years and counting
since i've moved up here in rural japan
right on coast, up on a hill

so close to the sea...


me and my ocean thing has been growing
through my walking by it, swimming in it,
attempting to surf it or simply gazing upon it
into an intimate relationship, so close to my heart
the ultimate authority, i've
finally found the one who's immensity
forgiving enough to envelope all of me

it invited me in when i could handle
nudged me out before the tide would change
gently, fiercely, but always with big heart

the ultimate authority...


then came the 311, i
saw my ocean in full-on destruction
seen it change colors, the rising of water level
everyone stood and watched on the hill


it's been almost two months since that day and
my heart has changed, became hesitant
the fury it had shown, for only one day
left me confused, dismayed, incomplete

the untamable ocean demands
that i meet up with it on higher ground
but how do i go about grasping
such conflicting elements in one package?

let's first ask these guys from the south...



have you been hurt by somebody?
of course you have
dearer the person to your heart
wounds cut closer to home
i remember times when my tongue gotten slashed
with a blade hidden inside a lollipop
leaving me with the taste of sugar and blood
feeling dumb, in disbelief...


mama asks him, the only son
to follow his heart, forget the lust for gold
and to always remember the one up above
but most of all, to "be a simple kind of man
be something you love and understand"
but mama, look at the mother ocean
and how calm she is this morning

and mama, even if i could become such man
i may not fully escape the lures of the lollipop
and how else to overcome the injury, but to
make room in my heart,  for
the multifaceted immensity that is us

and how could i do that without
finding the same within myself
and step up to the ground where
i feel the fierce force shoot through
this very self with ocean right beside me
the force like fire, beyond my little comprehension


the mother ocean beckons...


(note:
i understand,
think it makes total sense within its own context
that the 'simple' in this song doesn't necessary reject
the idea of complexity in life and in us
it's just that that didn't stop me from using the tune
as an example for what i wanted to babble about...

stating the obvious though, i do not, never, encourage the
intentional harming of another, or
deny the value of setting limits within. and for oneself
in relating with other delightfully untameds.)

why not add one more video
with the same title, from a seemingly different stand point
discussing on how so will be omitted
be kept simple, as suggested.




thank you for your visit!

May 3, 2011

if you are in paris: miki nitadori exhibit for tohoku, japan

hello everyone,

starting today, miki nitadori, a fantastic japanese artist in paris,
is having her show in, you guessed it, paris!

combat for tohoku people: exposition: mai 3- mai 17



well, in fact,
you may have heard of her "combat" show already

if not, here's what she has to say about the project
yes, you participate in it, what fun!

all the profit from this show will be donated to
association for aid and relief, japan

you can read more about her at her website

i will be writing my update from the troubled land
must, let me, fix my tongue tied in knot first

see you soon in blogosphere~~