Nagasaki: A week with obachan

Japanese grandmother is nearing 90 years of age. Despite her advanced age, she is quite spry and dances on a regular basis. I’m blessed to stay in her house in Nagasaki, inhaling memories as I breath in the dusty motes floating about her living room. The house is merely a leap and a bound from…

Tokyo/Ogasawara: The Last Day

Another photographic bombardment of love and peace. My heart has grown so big and receptive during these past months. I am so thankful for my island community- I will see you again soon- mata ne!

Dear Pelan Village: Mata Ne!

Dear Pelan Village, These last 4 months have been… Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, ho ho ho! As I cram to write you a legible letter before I catch the bus to take the ferry, these past 4 months blur before my eyes: all the grumpy Kaori moments are overwhelmed by the love and peace that radiates throughout the…

An Interview with Sophie Germaine

Sophia Dunnwalker is an incredible human being who is delving into the Parisian theatrical arts scene. She graduated from Reed College in 2015 with a Literature-Theatre major and directed a work called To Passion Sorrow Clings: Adaptations of Kieu, The Vietnamese National Poem.  She is a dear friend of mine, and this interview is meant as the…

on emotional exhaustion and the conservation of energy in a foreign country

the writer rambles as she moves: a very nonsensical blog entry     The Japanese have a completely different grasp of privacy. Both in Saitama and on Chichijima, everyone knows everyone else’s business and sometimes people greet you by name as if you’ve actually been introduced, only because word has gotten around and you’ve been…

Thoughts: A Moment of Departure

Time passes too quickly. I am afraid that my life will fly by in the blink of an eye. I have been in Japan for six months and yet somehow all of the ups and downs have been recorded and filed away in my memory palace, quietly waiting for a moment in the future to be…

Home Again

Dear Readers, A short update because simply put, eloquent phrasing eludes me so I resort to diary-entry-style, uninhibited and free-flow. Soon I’ll be back home in Oregon, having landed the job of my dreams working at Nike headquarters. I’m sure to miss the geckoes scampering around my little wooden hut here on the island and…

Nebulous mobility, the future, and the frog

It’s a funny thing to realise you have branded yourself and that everyone is watching. That every action is a re-action and a reflection. Where you hurl forward trusting that your past has cleared the path before you, because you cannot spend eternity watching yourself. It is not time to rest; you have learned enough and now…

Ogasawara: Rainy Day Activities

Dear prospective Ogasawara visitors, As you might know, Ogasawara is a subtropical climate, subject to windy typhoons just as often as it is blessed by gorgeous sunny days. This blog post will give you a range of ideas on what to do on a rainy day so you can make the most of your visit…

Play as a Defense Mechanism in Oldenburg’s Ice Bag

     Hailed as Claes Oldenburg’s most complex art project, Ice Bag involved several corporations, programmers, engineers, and workers who went through “living hell” to realize Oldenburg’s vision for its exhibition at Expo ‘70 in Osaka, Japan. Yet the narrative of labor in the creation of Ice Bag is hidden within its softly undulating folds….