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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

Oxidizing Borders are Only Temporal in Nature

Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012

Oxidizing Border with Weeds

I came across this bordering adornment in Saitama the other day between two small apartment complexes.  The owner of one of the apartments had lined the property line with small 100 ml steel cans.  They must have been arranged there quite some time ago as most were in various stages of oxidization.  Additionally, weeds sprung out of the tops of a few of the cans.  It was quite a harmonious mixing of Japanese aesthetic of wabi sabi, reusing of discarded items, and the beauty of contemporary design.

 

This was the line that should not be crossed, even though it stood little more than a few inches tall.  The border was completely dwarfed by the surrounding multi-storied buildings.

The idea of what is a border began to spin around in my head.  Why do humans choose to mark boundaries?  On this side of the line is what is mine, and on the other is yours.  Will these borders last, or will they crumble into tiny pieces of oxidized dust?

This border will not last.  I wonder if the land owner will find is necessary  to replace these cans when they are no more?

Just some cans, rust and thought from across the border from Tokyo, into Saitama.

 

Got Cats, Get a Nekko Jelasi

Wednesday, July 13th, 2011

They are here.  And they are everywhere.  They are growing up in between cracks on the side of the pavement.  They are sprouting all over the empty lots in my neighborhood.  In Japanese they are called Nekko Jellasi.

A great natural cat toy.  Pick a fresh one and drive your kitty wild.  When the kitties are through with them they can just be tossed into your compost pile.

Play with your kitties today.

Double Neko Jellasi

Red, Window, Community Board and a Hose

Wednesday, January 12th, 2011

From my journey the other day.

All the bits and pieces needed to be found on the side of a house.

Widow, Community Board, Hose

By the Docks, Shinagawa

Tuesday, December 28th, 2010

I needed to head to Shinagawa to renew my visa today.  If you think the bureaucracy in the states is bad, it is nothing compared to the Japanese. Well at least they are usually polite, usually.  After I was done I took a stroll, or I should say a bit of an urban hike from the waterside of Shinagawa all the way to the luxury brand infused stores of Ginza.

To many pictures to choose for a day, so I will just post a few from the waterside, heartland of industry, freight and the out of the way immigration office.

74 8104 with Two Mailboxes and a Clear Umbrella

Industry Dockside Cuts

Planting Weeds

Simply Squared on a Friday

Friday, November 26th, 2010

It is Friday.  The end of the week is here.  Time to pause and reflect in the simplicity of the beauty that surrounds us, wether we see it or not.

Line Square Circle Line

Ragged Dotted Line

Thursday, November 11th, 2010

Simple urban perfection found with in the frame of my square Ricoh GR.  and that is all I shall write.

Ragged Dotted Line

Lost Rhinestone Studded Beauty

Wednesday, October 27th, 2010

The glint from this clip-on earring caught my eye as the sun was beginning to set this afternoon.

Lost Rhinestone Studded Clip On Earring

We All Geometrically Construct

Saturday, October 9th, 2010

Wether wer construct houses, design our yards, or let nature takes its course all play into the theme of geometrical wabi sabi.  How the world we live in relates to the world that surrounds us.  What stone is placed where according to the rules of some unseen design.

I love coming across these perfections in design.  They lie somewhere between haphazard and planned.  Wander around where you live or work and see how everything is in harmony or disharmony with all the other pieces.

Living in Blue

One Eye Blind

Stella's Drugs

Trains Station Grays

On Guard !

Just an Abstract Monday

Monday, October 4th, 2010

Monday……

Yeah, I know what you all mean.

Emerald Impression

Posted Memory

Walking in that Magic 15

Monday, September 20th, 2010

Photography and cinematography books always talk about shooting in the magic hour.  That time when the sun is setting and the light takes on a magic golden glow.  This is all true, except for the fact that the time is more like only 15 minutes of golden light.  I love it when my walk home coincides with that golden light.  The ordinarily beautiful bathes in that liquid gold.

A/C Unit, the Sun and Me

Sunnyside of the Mailbox

A Good Day to be Out

Serving up Leftovers

Saturday, July 3rd, 2010

Relaxing and regaining my energy, these are images shot but not uploaded during the week.

Tossing Down Coing

Sheltered Vent

Urban Planting

Straignt Sweep

This is Not a Toy

Monday, June 21st, 2010

In between the daily rains of recent day I have been thinking of this verse from Isaiah 2:4.  I am sure most of you out there know it.

“and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.”

Then this item tossed aside on the edge of a pedestrian overpass I found a toy gun that has been tossed away.  Even though it is a toy gun, these so called toys breed violence into the games that children play.  It will be a beautiful tomorrow when there shall be no more metals and plastics used for destruction.

I await that day.

We all await that day.

Gun Butt

Fence Step Wall

The Old Ball and Key

4-24 Bicycle Window

Sometimes We Just Need some Love and Rust

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

It has been one of those days.  Exhausted beyond belief.  The sun is beating down, feet are tired, but to see some LOVE out in the town was beautiful.

Bus Stop Love

Blue Star 365

I Really Love Bus Stops

South Wall

Wrinkle in My Time

Oxidizing Back in Time

Sunday, June 6th, 2010

The sun was warm, and the air was unseasonably cool.  I am loving these early summer days.  This must be what they mean by an English summer.  The sun warms you, but if you start to overheat, just grab a spot in the shade and you’ll be just fine.

In this lovely weather I strolled around some of the sleepy, old parts of Urayasu.  The little snack bars still in the afternoon.  The empty fishing market stalls, that have only a few that actually still open for business.

Time rushes forward at a blinding speed. I am thankful for the opportunities to slow down and explore.  A time to savor those beautiful things that interconnect and make up our lives.

Ever connected.  Ever rusting.  Ever beautiful.

Fish Market, Closed

5 Sign Shuttered

Awning Afternoon

Lost Love Sleeps with the Fishes

Ushi in White and Brown

Women Have Power II

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