Earthquake in Noto Peninsula, one week has passed.
As the shaking continues and the fires have not stopped, snowfall, bitter cold, and infrastructure shutdowns, how can we be close to those who have passed away, those who are missing, and all those affected by the disaster?
Until late February, the first anniversary of Orin’s death, I divided it into four parts and applied it. Really! Right now, it’s absolutely the “conclusion” period! Superconsciousness = Love = Light, Gratitude and Blessings.
On Thanksgiving, I, with Y-chan who came from Las Vegas and T-chan to visit K-san in the hospital. Afterwards, we unexpectedly had a delicious dinner party at the loft of jewelry designer S-san. We talked about cooking(S-san is also a master of creative cooking person ever!), the history of tea ceremony, environmental issues, old days and nowadays NYC, a world problems/phenomena and more..
オリンちゃんに、と、YちゃんTちゃんから頂いた可愛いお花たち:Cute flowers I received from Y-chan and T-chan to offer to Orin-chan.Yちゃん紹介の本当の椎茸のスナック:Real shiitake mushroom snack introduced by Y-chanSちゃんにお借りした。もちろん、月命日は彼女のマッサージを受けました:I borrowed it from S-chan. Of course, I got a massage from her on the anniversary of O’s death.Sちゃんお友達作成の”福助”バッジ。すごいご利益!帽子に付けた。改めて福助のことは書きます:”Fukusuke” badge created by S-chan’s friend. Great benefit! I put it on my hat. I will write about Fukusuke later
I have already written about her on this blog, so I will refrain from repeating it, but Ms. Ohashi suddenly passed away on November 9th (Japan time) due to recurrence of esophageal cancer. I have two e-mail exchanges in my possession. At the time, Orin and I were living in the suburbs of New York, and we were renting a spacious floor, so if Ms. Ohashi ever came to New York, we thought we’d let her stay at our house. I was just spinning my dreams.
Ms. Ohashi and Elis Regina, also Frida Kahlo, Ana Mendieta, and Lou Andreas-Salome, all are overlap. They are truly charming, absolutely smart, and has the ability to strive for personal growth, challenge herself to surpass her limits, and has the flexibility and straightness of steel to laugh away at sadness. And Billie Holiday wraps them in her arms and singing a lullaby. I can see that kind of scenery.
That is to say. Ms. Ohashi had everything in common with them. I pray that my favorite diva will have a peaceful journey. Thank you, blessings and prayers.
ハロウイーン明けの上旬、近所の大学生たちがD Jと共に、カボチャ投げイベント開催。このままコンポストに蘇れば良いのだけど、、何だかな〜:After a several days of Halloween, local college students(with DJ) hold a pumpkin-throwing event. It would be nice if it could be revived as they are in the compost, but somehow…カシャとブルックリン植物園に行った:I went to the Brooklyn Botanical Garden with Kasia.植物園内の銀杏並木:Ginkgo trees in the botanical garden.美会子さんから頂いた、あたしの軽食。お気に入りの人形ゴリンと:My snack that I received from Mieko. With my favorite doll Gorin.
I visited my dear friend Y.H far from Manhattan. She is in a world where her memories are cut off. I talk to her who lives in the memories of my heart. I say somethings, she laughs. I’m grateful to be able to confirm our friendship.
Plans to move to Kew Gardens/Queens, fall through. However, I believe that sooner or later a good development will occur, so I will accelerate the cleaning process. I’m also considering moving to another state. I have no attachment to anything other than Orin’s art and computer-related things, and my writings. As I feel refreshed, gratitude and appreciation arise throughout this house.
The lunch box at the Respect for the Aged Party hosted by “JAA/Japanese American Association of New York” was amazing! I thought, “Ah, what a waste” to eat it. Japanese food culture is simply delicate & artistic. Well, one early evening after the rain, I & friends couple went for a walk around the nearby Brooklyn College campus. The inside of the historic college library was once again well-stocked. By the way, the other day, I passed by the New York University Cancer Center, where Orin attended before his death, for the first time in a while. Tears welled up a little. . Now, I went to visit K at the hospital in East Village. We could see a wonderful rainbow from her hospital room. On the way home, I was stopped by several people asked me, “Did you see that amazing rainbow earlier?” The good thing about rainbows is that it makes people look up. (smile)
On October 13th, a publication commemorative lecture by Mieko Mitachi and Ryo wada was held at JAA. (“Living in a Multicultural City of New York” co-authored by the two, which was introduced on this blog) A lot of nice people came together, and the time passed quickly with deep speeches from different perspectives and questions from the audience. Please wait a moment until the video is uploaded.
F.C, a friend of me & Orin, has an art history class at the Senior Center in Midtown East Manhattan, so I attend it from time to time. It’s a senior center, but active artists gather, each one has their own interesting experiences of art. Next week’s lecture will include a talk about historic buildings in New York City, so I thought that I would introduce some unique buildings on Flatbush Avenue. I went out to take pictures of some of the buildings in the area. They’re not only like this, more and more jumping into your eyes! I really wanted to make a video of the scenery of Flatbush, however I should say goodbye to August! Time flies.
“Flatbush, African burial ground”. (<–click ) I was able to go visit. The scale cannot be compared with Manhattan’s African burial ground. But the fact is as same as heavy with any burial ground. Once upon a time, it is the background of Kings county/Flatbush prosperity as a large plantation area at that time, where people brought and forced to work as slaves, then without returned to their mother country they passed away in foreign place. A local group firmly manages and supports this historical fact that is about to be erased into oblivion.
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.