Orin spent his final days in this hospital where he was rushed to emergency. Since then, I surely stop by here on my way home from the library and find out how my emotion has been moving. Orin is no more, his soul/energy wave has become a single superconscious. And because he is wrapping me up, so that is why I can move forward with peace of mind.
あたしの影がオリンの横顔に見える: My shadow looks like Orin’s profile
マットとリズの美味しいご飯、食材はほぼ彼らの庭で収穫したもの。花も見事に咲き誇っているね。
Delicious foods from Matt and Liz, mostly harvested from their own garden. The flowers are blooming beautifully too.
美味しい、美味しい！: Delicious, delicious! yummy yummy!彼らのハウスの瞑想ルームに、オリンの絵が掛かっている : A painting of Orin hangs in the meditation room of their house.Oさんの月命日、8月25日。マッサージセラピースタジオにて: O’s death anniversary, August 25th. At the massage therapy studio
A statue of the Buddhist monk Kuya is known for having small statues of Buddhas emerging from his mouth. ~~~ The six Buddha statues represent Amitabha Buddha. Kuya was known for his tireless efforts to teach Buddhism by chanting, “I take refuge in Amitabha Buddha.” Kuya was active in the middle of the Heian period (794 to late 12th century) amid rampant plagues and a series of events such as earthquakes, flooding and uprisings by Taira no Masakado and Fujiwara no Sumitomo. The disasters especially afflicted the common people.
The Buddhist monk helped the poor and sick throughout his life, earning him the nickname “Ichi no Hijiri,” a saint living among the ordinary people. The standing statue, believed to be from the early Kamakura period (late 12th century to 1333), is only 117 centimeters tall, but its muscular appearance in a simple outfit so overwhelms many viewers that they cannot help but feel like standing straighter before it. ~~~~ by The Yomiuri Shimbun / 11:00 JST, April 13, 2022
I may have written it somewhere, but once upon a time, I had an incredibly wonderful dream; We are sitting in a tatami room with dozens of tatami mats where the sun shines through the shoji/paper screens. Before long, the shoji doors opened, and an old man entered with a smile on his face. He looks like he’s pulling an endless bug cage (?) in his hands. To be more precise, the insect cage has a string attached to the corner, and the old man came in while dragging a bundle of the string, and when he sat face to face with us, he sat down slowly, started talking to us.
『Whenever you do a good deed or say a good word, it will fly out of your mouth like a butterfly. My duty ( mission ?) is to collect the butterflies in these insect cages. 』
That’s all. Just that. After that dream, for some reason, I learned about the statue of Kuya Shonin. The manifestation of divinity into the world through the vocal cords. If Kotodama(spirit of words) transforms in this phenomenal world, isn’t it a very symbolic way of showing it?
In 1976, a few farmers started selling their agricultural products in Union Square Park. Today, it has become a mecca for tourism as a world-class “green market”. (<–click) I used to recognize it as a “farmer’s market” as usual, but that’s an old story. Last summer, Orin and I were still in the city of Newburgh, going to the garden lot we were renting, tending tomatoes, nasturtiums, kale, broccoli and coloured greens. Well, there are cracks piled up in front of me, and yellow, green, and vermilion tiered patterns and unevenness, that’s right! This is a tomato!
Hey, Orin!!,,, that was fun~ Let’s resume gardening when we meet again. I suddenly remembered that a long time ago (at a cafe in Kunitachi City, Tokyo), a strange lady approached me and predicted, ” You will one day become the owner of a large plantation.” . Well, it doesn’t’ matter to me, but, it would be nice if I could obtain a certain amount of forest and become a planner for tree funerals.
SJAC closing @ gallery Maxwith lovely friends, maybe my daughters(?)“I SEE SUMMER” closing @ 128 gallerywith Orin’s & J.M’s artworks @ 128 gallery with Satoko-chanSo much fun, I went theretalent showtalent show 2talent show keep goingtalent show poem readingIn here, our friend Frank Craven teaches poem, & art history outdoor dancing class near my apt, so cutefirefly as if Orin’s message, Yes I feel so!Judi’s Venetian Satellite @ her artists studio’s lobby
エリック からは、彼の作品をいただいたり, J. I ちゃんもチャイニーズフーズ持参で訪ねてくれたし、（アリゾナトリップの話が面白かった）E.K.Pさん、Micaちゃん、もう、皆さんが気にしてくれてテキストをくださったり。トキちゃんもゆかちゃんもありがとう。
Eric gave me his work, J.I. visited me with Chinese food (with interesting stories of their trip to Tucson/AZ). E.K.P. , Mica, toki, Yuka, and many sent me greeting by text message.
At Shoko Therapy Studio, I was able to meet Y.B, a mutual friend of mine. Her husband, M, gave me homemade soap and a cream! It’s nice to receive it, it’s a great thing with love. On this day, E.T and her husband Y.T helped me with my online account creation and address change, and it was a truly special day. Full of happiness.
T家からのミッドタウンマンハッタンの眺め手作りクリームがこんな可愛らしい容器に入ってる
マットとリズのシェアハウスで美味しい食事。A delicious meal at Matt and Liz’s share house.
And when it’s 11:00 at night, I can’t stay awake anymore. Every night I say, “Good night. O-san! ’ and woke up before 6:00 the next morning. Every morning, I change the water in Orin and chant the Heart Sutra whenever I feel like it. This is for everyone who passed away in my memory. I wish you all the best and happiness. Let’s live together with everyone today.
Brighton Beach. Was it seven or eight years ago when Orin and I came here, and on July 4th, did we shoot the fireworks video for Independence Day?
The first time I visited here was more than 35 years ago? In the chilly early spring, no one wanted to walk during the cloudy daytime, and the shops were closed. A pack of wild dogs was threatening me a little ahead. What is it, where does time set its direction?
Descending the rough boardwalk to the sandy beach. The sea breeze blows away the ashes even though I planned to draw using the ashes. Elderly couples relaxing, children and mothers, young people, someone walking along the waterfront, seagulls and seagulls. Where are they from and where are they going?
The waves erase the drawing. I can’t stop crying. The seagulls approached me with wondering faces. Head to the station again. I mutter to myself, like this; 『Jiiya/old man, I scattered your ashes on Brighton Beach today. I wanted to draw OS4ever look good, but it was a little different. I bought two types of pirozhki, cabbage and potatoes. However, actually did you want to eat meat pirozhki? 』
オリンが喜ぶのならなんでも参加しましょう！と言うか、まあ、”妻バカ” なんでしょうか。私は所属アーティストじゃなく一般関係者なので、アーティストの皆さんと同じパフォーマンスには加われない、その代わりに自由に”日本”を表現して行進するのはオーケーって言われた。(Japanese Artists Association of New York, INC./w sarAika Movement Collective ) Japan Day Parade <—- 詳細はこちら
〜〜 若生のりこさん、ご縁のある方でかつて彼女のドローイングを羽織り、マンハッタンの主だった場所で天女のパフォーマンスをした。私たちは, これを”羽衣/Ha Go Ro Mo” プロジェクトと名付けていた。もう１８〜９年経っているかな。当時の恋人J.Mは既に亡く、今、最愛のオリンも時空外に旅立っている。
photo by Noriko Wakophoto by Noriko Wakophoto by Noriko Wako
After a long while, G.J suddenly called me and asked me to attend his old friend’s memorial. You know my position to G.J is just a pinch-hitter instead of R.A(lol). Such amazingly so much changed to WTC path train station area!!
Will 2001/911 remain in people’s remembrance, or will it fade into memories along with the truth? Later uber brought us to the upper Manhattan, Hudson River side area. New green, green, green, quite fresh leaves are appeared by their own natural instinct.
Keep remembrance the deceased. It imposes on itself this active act of having a subject. Inside the human brain, cells (small chambers) called the hippocampus are an orderly mixture of folders of amazing records and memories.
The other day, Mieko said “I try to remember the deceased close to me. Similarly, remembering people (and their histories) who died without being acknowledged by anyone, as if they had disappeared in accidents, incidents, wars, etc.” Mieko and I talked about the deep meaning of memories and remembrances. This deep meaning (also their differences) and consideration will be written another day.
