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.
こういう地域にあたしは住んでいる。多趣味だった我が夫オリンの、その一つは知る人ぞ知る『コミック狂』。先日、ノストランド通りにこの様なコミック・ストアを発見！「おーい、あんたの好きなコミック店見つけたよー」と小声を出す。看板には堂々と、”Brooklyn’s #1 Hobby Store ” って書かれてる。オリンと一緒に大笑いしたかもね。こんな場所にあたしは居る。
I live in an area like this. My husband Orin has many hobbies, one of which is known to those in the know as “comic fanatic”. The other day, I found a comic store on Nostrand Street! “Hey, I found your favorite store!” I whispered. The sign proudly says “Brooklyn’s #1 Hobby Store”. You might have had a good laugh with Orin. I live in a place like this.
(I know) the part of my body where the internal organs were gouged out is still bleeding, and it still won’t stop. People refer to this condition as “crying with tears”. Every day I chant forgiveness, gratitude and love. That’s where my own place.
I live in the south of Brooklyn, closer to the ocean, so I have to get up early to get to Manhattan for work. On the way, I always have to changed subways many times. What’s more, the rate of being involved in some kind of breakdown or route repair work is as always occuring , so I should put a mind how much hours need to take? Yes, a couple of hours in normal. Well, early in the Sunday morning, on East Houston Street, I ran into Prince!
My beloved Orin said telepathically, “Look, Sanae-kun! Look, there’s Prince. I’m the same, I’ll always be there next you.” I wonder if his spirit gave me a little peace of mind/leeway.
Well, on the 25th, which is also Orin’s death anniversary of the month, I met Prince again on the road! This is a fun hand-painted prince as you can see. I heard that this woman’s artist friend drew it. I was allowed to take a picture. Very nice feeling!
Both Orin and I are “(Lucky Fellow) x 5 “. Thank you. I’m too grateful, so it feels like I should be able to tranceformation to something else. I wonder why everyone is so kind and helpful to me. Love, Love , and Love. Thank you. Thank you so very much.
I (and Mica) have scattered some of his ashes in his heartland, Central Park, near the Metropolitan Museum of Art, and Strawberry Fields. Let me go to the sea and scattered a bit more of his ashes next time.
” Dear everyone, thank you very much for coming to my husband Orin Buck Memorial today. Both Orin and I have been blessed with many warm friendships, and I am especially grateful to everyone who has encouraged and helped me since Orin passed away.
From 2007 to February 2023, life with Orin is as if riding a roller coaster that never stops. It can be said that it is full of ups and downs, we had fought many times. But each time we deepen our understanding, let’s be a team for the rest of our lives, we’ll be together until we die, we made tight commit. Orin always said “You know just you and me, right?”.
Now, after getting off the roller coaster because it suddenly stopped, I can take a bird’s-eye view of how we have traveled these years. Orin tolerated me endlessly. He accepted me unconditionally. We loved each one’ spirit Yes, each moment by moment.
Also I think Orin has served people amazingly in his lifetime. When people are in trouble, he wants to help them. His last words were, ” I wanted to work for people more! “
It was also our desire to return to New York City where music and art mates were waiting for us. Now, Orin, who had left his body and became the pure energy itself, must be happy and playing around freely. When I think about the stress he has been battling with his disease for the last four years, I’m filled with the feeling that I want him to be happy and free forever. (I know he is in the eternal dimension, far from the out of time, space and direction)
Since Orin passed away, something strange happens every day. His personality was also some playful parts, so I’m sure everyone will feel something.
My remarkable memories for example, Orin’s bass when I first met him, headphones that he always used be, his favorite jacket that came from his mother, a drawing of a crow that he knew I love, a sweatshirt that he designed in Michigan period, and a big pants because of his ascites. He immediately picked up suspenders that he always used habitually. I wanted to share these things with you.
Today is also Orin’s birthday. And just start “Higan”. In Japan, we call “Higan” is a Buddhist word and means the world of enlightenment. It is believed that the spirit of dead people can cross the river from the other world to this world. So I’m deeply moved.
Thank you very much. Sincerely yours, 19 March, 2023 Sanae M. Buck “
