Showing posts with label residence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label residence. Show all posts

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Works in progress: Week 1


Thea's work (post card sent from Berling to Youkobo. Video work filmed at Berline to be shared through Drop Box with Utako). The time lag and the intervention of someone's time in distant are merged in the gallery. Let me now the special thanks to my partner who fixed the problems with playing the movie at Digital Photo Frame.
    
Elizabeth has sent me her own text inspired by Seishonagon's Pillow Book. She sends a photo associated with her text via email. She will also bring her sculptural piece into the work. She will have Night Reading at Youkobo this Friday and Saturday. 

Gaku up-loaded her Art Manga at her website. She also give a receiver the instruction how to construct her Mange into a sculpture. While she keeps working on her weekly Art Manga in New York, I will work on figuring out it this Wednesday. it is like a separate gift appended to a cartoon magazine which I used to buy every month in my youth :)
  Utako records what is happening in and outside of her studio. Drawing trace the shadow of her corrected nature inside associated with someone she knows while the photo captures the movement of nature with which someone unknown interact without conscious.


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

not instant


I have just moved, too!
This apartment is far away from the center of NY as same as the ones I had moved four years ago and seven years ago. Although it takes more than one hour to reach the part time job, I love this quiet environment with a lot of greens.
Creation helps my daily life so much, which keeps me in quiet time and space, and also teaches me that the things are not instant.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Days in Danchi

I have moved to a new place, in a danchi (a housing complex build in 60s) this April with my husband, here is the window view from the room which I use as a studio space. It is sized in 4-tatami mattress, which is nice and cozy. I wonder in the time passes here, the sounds coming into. Often the sounds from outside travels into it. A lovely old woman lives next door by herself and receives everyday a phone call in the morning. On the day before yesterday, when mobile Tofu shop came to our flat and we were outside together, she told me that her health is recently not as good as before. Today, she speaks to a person over the phone, 'Ah, thank you, your voice makes me alive. arigatou. yes, I am ok, not too bad.' I hope she feels ok and gets better, as everyday goes by.