Have not posted for three days, become very busy with my final project in Japan. Actually, I wrote yesterday or just started and my computer stopped for a second and my writing was erased. And, instead of feeing sorry, I said, It is probably meant to be. So I’m writing today with less of a stress, since I completed a big part of my project.
In the last few days I met many old friends. I love meeting new and old people, sometimes more than I love art. I find uniqueness in every person, even the BORING ones and enjoy learning about their life and experiences. I see people as colors and every person is brushed with a different combination of colors like an art piece. Being around people truly does it for me. I feel more alive and energetic. Although, I think, a person should learn and enjoy to be alone. My quiet moments, I’m experiencing in Japan are actually good for me and I’m not suffering being alone at all.
Remember Atsushi-san from Vermont? the one I cut his hair next to the river? Well, he came last Tuesday and took me to visit his studio.I just like Atsushi, he is an extremely amusing person and I find him an attractive man. Overall, I do not see Japanese man as attractive ones but Atsushi is very different. And, no, nothing happened between us, just had a great time sharing memories of our time together in Vermont, friends we know and he was showing his sculptures and portfolio. Atsushi is married to an artist and has two kids, boy (16) and a girl (13), please do not ask me to say their names because I just can’t. The day we met was his birthday, he become 48. It is the day my father celebrated his 84 bithday, what a coincident? I brought Atsushi a small gift from Texas. A horseshoe saying something about a smile and being happy. What a perfect gift for him. He hung it in his studio. I loved Atsushi’s small sculptures and wanted to purchase one. At the end we exchanged my drawings with his sculpture. A great memory from Atsushi.
This is Atsushi’s studio and one of his sculptures in a process. Very small space for such a large sculpture.
Later, at the same day, I met Robert for a dinner. Robert is a musician who plays the violin. I know Robert from Fort Worth while he played at the Fort Worth Chamber of Music. Robert visits Japan once a year to teach at a local college. I don’t have a photo with Robert but I have a photo of the tasty ice cream I ate.
Mmmm, It was delicious.
I’m concerned about my computer to crash again so I will post this and continue immediately.
To be Continued…
On Wednesday, I met for lunch two of my former students. Ten years ago I taught at the interior design department at TCU and this is were I met Zoe and Miharu, two very talented and smart Japanese students. After teaching a few classes I have notice that Zoe is doing extremely well in my architectural drafting class. I was thinking to my self, oh, she could be an excellent architect, why does she want to be an interior designer. I was not sure what to do and if I should tell her my thoughts. I decided to talk to her anyhow. I asked her to come to my office after class and shared with Zoe my thoughts about switching to an architecture school. I saw tears in Zoe’s eyes, I was worried I said something I shouldn’t. Zoe could not stopped crying, I hugged her and asked for the reason of her cry. She said: “I always wanted to be an architect but was concerned about my math skills.” After a short conversation I convinced her that math skills for architects is fairly simple, as I’m not that good in it myself. I felt uplifted after my conversation with Zoe, that I could possibly change somebody’s life and future. Miharu, the other Japanese student asked me if she should switch to architecture school as well. I replied “you should stay in Interior design since you have an excellent skills in detailing. I heard from both Zoe and Miharu over the years and new that one day we will meet again in Japan. Zoe contacted me more often, she moved to Chicago to study architecture and saw me as her life mentor. What a wonderful feeing I had and still having today. Zoe loved architecture school and after graduating moved back to Japan. Both Zoe and Miharu are back in Japan. They are married, Miharu has two kids, boy (6) and a girl (6 month), Zoe has a boy (2) and pregnant with her second. Zoe with her son Kuya.
Miharu with her daughter.
Miharu and Zoe Look so beautiful, they lost so much weight coming back to Japan. I guess the food and walking make the difference. I remembered Zoe as a tom-boy type and probably after become a mother she transfered to a “girly” type. We went to lunch and spent hours talking about life, family, art etc. I enjoyed being with them greatly.
Kuya is so sweet and energetic. He was on the go…
Than, we went for a coffee…in a beautiful restaurant where you sit on pillows like in your livingroom.
Wednesday evening, I went to have dinner with the Murata family and their son and his wife. Teru-san Lives in Atlanta and works for Delta airlines. I remember Teru-san as a 17 years old, high school student. He was very shy and we could not communicate since his English was very poor. Today, he is 37 and speaks wonderful English. He studied in the US for his MBA.
Teru and his wife.
Back to my project…
I’m planing to wrap each electrical pole from my studio to the park with one of this dresses. This is only one part of three in my big project. I spent three hours in a fabric store to pick the right fabric that has some kind of symbolism to relationship. Such as: letters, presents, traveling etc. Very kietch’ and very different from what I normally do, but, who cares?
Utako-san said she is the size of an electrical pole so I can try one of my dresses on her… So, Saturday morning at 6AM I’m planing to install my dresses and hope not to get arrested…