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Kicking Back at the Local Liquor Shop, Feline Style

Tuesday, July 23rd, 2013

Kicking Back at the Sake Shop, Feline Style

 

It is time to say goodbye to Ichikawa till September.  I will miss the relaxing walks back to the station, but I know it is only for a short time, and I will be challenged by what has changed over the summer heat.

I pass this liquor shop on my way to the station.  I have seen this kitty waiting outside in the cooler months, but I think this one knows how to keep cool.  This one has kicked back on top of some boxes of wine.  He’s got a first rate view of all the action on the street outside.  I’m sure it is much cooler on the inside than the plus 30 degrees temperature outside.

I think that all this one is missing is the feline Mojito.  What is a feline Mojito, it is pretty much the same as what I like to partake in except instead of spearmint, I crush up a bit of catnip.

Now that would be chilling feline style.

 

The Nekozane Kitty and Other Tails

Friday, June 7th, 2013

Furukawa Nekozane Kitty in the Window

 

This week has been a real different kind of week for me.  I met three people for the first time.  Ok, not really for the first time, but it was the first time that we meet in a physical space.  It was the first time I could put a voice to all the texted discourse.  For me, that is a big step in a positive direction.

I got to meet up with a photographer mate and munch on a Junior’s pastrami sandwich in the Imperial Palace Gardens and exchange our views on photography.  It really was a healing experience.  I don’t get the opportunity to chat much about topics that are close to my soul, other than pouring out typed discourse on the Lucid Communication website.

The next I met up with a singer and dancer who is here with the first time in Japan tour of the musical Hair.  We got to do some speed sightseeing and caught dinner where we compared NYC and Tokyo.  It is always refreshing to see my city, Tokyo, though the eyes of the first time experience.  It gave me more reasons to love this strange dwelling place.

Lastly, I met up with a fellow artist today to show her the basics of photography technique.  She arrived on island time but that didn’t really matter.  We went over the basics of aperture, shutter speed, and ISO, and how these basic numbers really determine how the image is created.

We then proceeded to walk around the old part of Urayasu.  I was shocked.  I wish she had captured what must have been a look of horror on my face to see my beloved Flower Street had undergone intensive rebuilding since the last time I strolled around more than six months ago.  More of the old buildings had been torn down and replaced with new ones.  The old bridges had been replaced.  Even some of the streets had been widened.  There are still a few pockets of old homes.  One home we passed my guest had pointed out to me that there was a kitty staring at us from a window sill.

We were invited into to see a collection of photographs that had been taken in the 1950s and 50s around Urayasu.  The humble black and white photographs captured a time when the canals and rivers were swarmed with wooden fishing boats.  The streets were lined with filleted fish and seaweed were drying in the sunshine.  These images captured a time that has slipped though the nets of Urayasu in favor of giant condominiums and the business brought about by Tokyo Disney Land.

The rate at which the old part of Urayasu has been swallowed up by the redevelopment is alarming.  There will be a time when there is no longer an old part of town, and Urayasu will only be separated from the rest of sprawling Tokyo by the Kyo Edogawa River.

Nekozane Hydrangea Home and Window

Nekozane 3 3 3 with Yellow Flowers and Rail

Asakusa, The Backstreets is Where It Happens

Thursday, February 7th, 2013

Single Palm and Door, Asakusa

 

When I first arrived in Tokyo one the first places I visited was the Sensoji Temple and Asakusa shopping district.  I really wasn’t that impressed with the place.  The shops on the main shopping drag were all filled with such kitsch I couldn’t believe that this was the best of what the area had to offer.

Now, so many years later I have some what reconciled my dislike of the neighborhood and have turned it into a love.  The way to really enjoy this neighborhood is to stay away from Nakamise (Shopping Street) and hit the backstreets.  Let yourself get lost among some of the tightest alleys I have seen in Japan.  Also once you get aways from the bustling tour groups and the rickshaw hustlers the streets are rather quiet.  The shops also sell such quality handmade items.

I discovered a traditional Japanese silversmith shop today.  They had amazing silver hammered sake cups and the accoutrements for the tea ceremony.  It was one of the few times I wish I had a greater cash flow to be able to afford such skillful work.  Another shop I found today was a traditional brush maker.  They did sell a few hairbrushes, but most of what they sold was for cleaning.  All made by the shop and most made of renewable materials.  I was thrilled to look at bath scrub brushes, calligraphy pens, and body scrubbers.

I never know quite the path I will walk when I step off from the station.  I let my inner self guide me.  The more wrapped around lost I get the more treasures I will unearth.

 

Asakusa Feline ( 猫) Sunning and Grooming

 

 

Single Palm and Door, Asakusa

Rinkai, Stray to Domesticated Kitty

Saturday, September 15th, 2012

Rinkai, Stray Kitty in Process of Domestication

My wife found this little one while we were cycling through Kasai Rinkai Park near our home.   He was so tiny, and sick.  He had a nasty cold and was sneezing all the time.  We took him in and nursed him back to health.

He has about doubled in size since we first took him in.  We haven’t found a home for him yet, or officially given him a name.  Although, I am leaning towards calling him Rinkai.

 

I am a Cat, Let me Sleep

Monday, June 25th, 2012

Higashi Kasai Feline

It Sunday afternoon and I am napping on the side of my building.  It is pretty cool here in the shade.   I can catch up on all my missed sleep from my running around the neighborhood the night before.

Wait a minute some has stopped his bicycle in front of my mansion.   I lift my ears and then my eyes to figure out what is going on.  Could they be here to give me some tasty tuna bits?  Are they here to try to nab me and bring me off somewhere?  I could hardly be bothered.  I just wanna be here by myself.

I don’t really know.  All I know is it is a bit hot outside and I have the whole afternoon to do nothing but just sit in the shade.  I hear the world go by around me but I barely raise and ear as long as they just leave me alone and let me nap.

Perhaps in a little bit I might stretch my legs and take a stroll around my territory to make sure no one has tried to set up shop in my part of town.  I just couldn’t stand that.

That is a thought for another day.  I am content to just lie on my stomach and dream of tuna, catnip and little furry creatures to chase.

I am a cat, so let me sleep, and dream.

 

The Stray Jungle Cat of Chiba

Monday, November 28th, 2011

He is out there in the wilds of Chiba prefecture.  Ok, so the wilds aren’t that wild, but he is there lurking in the shadows.  Darting under the bushes.  Trying his hardest to stay out of sight.  The Stray Jungle Cat of Chiba is there.  Somewhere among the long bladed grasses he stalks its prey.  The Stray Jungle Cat of Chiba is there.

If you are lucky you might be able to catch a glimpse of the cat as he slinks around through the countryside. Will it be able to catch the mouse that he has been stalking?  I am not sure.  But  I do know that the being a stray is a hard life.  They are the ultimate strugglers out there.  Scavenging for their next meal.  They are opportunist that need to make the best of a sometimes desperate situation.

Hopefully the Stray Jungle Cat of Chiba will survive another day among in the semi-wilds of Chiba prefecture.

Stray Jungle Cat of Mimomi, Chiba Japan

Rabi, My Tiger Stripped Kitty

Monday, November 7th, 2011

Been confined to my home for the last week or so fighting off a cold.  And now I have been told that I must continue to stay home for another week.  I wish to go out and explore, but there is no energy for that.  I have to be content being home and watching my kitties play, sleep, and eat.

This is Rabi (pronounced RAW BEE) he was adopted by my wife and I about 2 years ago.  He is male and is quite spritely.  Rabi loves to play catch. His favorite toy is a little piece of a Docomo mushroom character that fell off.  It is not much bigger than a lima bean.  He love when you throw it and he will go chase it down and then drop it in front of me.  For Rabi there is no end to this joy until he misplaces the little piece of mushroom.

I hope he makes you all smile too.

and here’s …… Rabi….

Rabi, My Tiger Striped Cat

Kitty Motherhood

Wednesday, October 5th, 2011

I am going to diverge a bit with this topic.  I am going to talk a little about kitty motherhood.  How do felines raise their young?  I came across two kitties and their mom on a small backstreet across from the local Buddhist temple.  Temples are one of the places that stray kitties hang out in, because most temples have graveyards attached to them.  The strays can find some shelter, food, and water there.  I am not sure if these kitties had owners or they had just wandered over from the temple.

As soon as I squatted down to frame up my picture, one of the kitties came right up to my lens.  It came so close that the kitty came out slightly blurred in the image.  The momma cat, who was keeping a motherly eye on her young, let out a big meow.  Just to let the kitty know not to get to close, or to let the kitty know that big momma is watching.

Mother kitties relinquish their control over their little ones once the little ones are able to wander around and explore some.  The mother will continue to supplement their diet with breast milk for as long as she can, but the babies have to start finding food on their own.

This is so different that a human child.  A human child remains so helpless for the first couple years of their life.  And in many ways they are still rather helpless even when they grow up a bit.  The kitties just get thrown into the world.  For these little strays the survival instinct overrides and they will either grow strong and survive or they will perish.

I respect motherhood in all its shapes and forms.  I hope these little ones make it and can survive in the big bad world of Chiba.

Curious Japanese Kitty

The Lovely Side of the Street

Sunday, October 24th, 2010

My pendulum like mood swings has caused me to see things a bit more darkly that I would like.  The politricksters and their loudspeakers (this irritating noise is easily filtered out and ignored by the Japanese) hits a nerve deep in my soul and bring out some long rooted frustrations; however, there is another side of the street.

This side of the street is full of life. This other side of the street are full of neighbors that say hello, even to me a complete an utter stranger.  On this side of the street the kitty soaking up the rays smiles as if to say to me “I know.”

Wandering the back alleys no bigger than for a single bicycle to pass I found the lovely side of the street.  I will and always try to find this side to the urban jungle where I trod.  I can not ignore the sights that trouble my soul and they will emerge in my work from time to time.  But keeping this is check, it is the lovely concrete, and potted plants that bring out the best in me.

Seek it.

Look for that lovely side of the street.

Flower Potted River Front

Gas Door Grate

Urayasu Living Zen

Nothing but Slots

Beauty Salon Fat Cat

Sunday Morning Stroll

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

Just a quick little stroll around the neighborhood in the bright sunshine.

Beige Door, Blue Apartment

Futon Cycle Day

Kitty Fence WIndow

Tulip, Cat and Yellow Flowers

Tuesday, April 6th, 2010

Another nice spring like day today.  Will it last?  I do not know but I will enjoy it while I can.  This kitty was out in the sun sunning himself.  The throngs of flower worshippers skirted about their serious business of taking pictures and enjoying the sunny skies and the beauty of the cherry blossoms.

Tulip Kitty under the Cherry Blossoms

Yellow Beauties

Formerly Known as Long Tail

Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010

My wife has a tender heart, especially when it comes to finding homes for strays.  This little guy was found in a park near our house about five months ago.  He just went home with a young couple who just moved into a new apartment that allows cats.  While he has with us, we called him Long Tail, because his brother only has a tail like a rabbit.  We will miss him, but we know that he will be plenty loved.

Formerly Known as Long Tail

Puff Puff Bridge, and Saloon Kitty

Friday, January 22nd, 2010

The saloon kitty was wailing away as I was stepping back to Ichikawa station.  I couldn’t ignore the meows even if I had wanted to.  So, I pulled out my little friend and snapped a few flicks.  This kitty has appeared before a few moons ago.

Also, while I was waiting to hop on the bus at Kasai station, I looked up and saw the bridge puffing these beautiful clouds out into the blue heavens.  It gave me pause and wonder on this crisp January day.

Who's that Kitty in the Window, Meow, Meow

Puff of Bridge

Random Shibuya Tokyo

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

The kitty Michan, is quite the star in shibuya.

Michan was a natural and struck a few poses for my camera.

The other bits and pieces from Shibuya, old, dying and closed.

Michan, Shibuya Cat

No More Store, Shibuya

Chain Link Sign, Shibuya

The Roti Kitty, Know what I mean?

Saturday, March 21st, 2009

Found this little kitty wandering around the Roti Shop on NE 2nd Avenue and 79th street.  Just two doors down from the Next to Shine breaking bboy dance battle at Youth Expressions.  

 

Roti Kitty 2nd Avenue 79th Street

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