Yoshimi Hayashi — Just One Cup

Although he's away in New Zealand, Yoshi is continuing his work with souvenir spoons begun in Australia. He sent me some images and writing about the project:

June 6th, 2011
Gunnedah, New South Wales
"There are alot of Aborigines that live up in there."  Chris commented.  "And cows too", I replied.  "Yes, cows also."  Chris agreed.

June 14th, 2011

“Surfer’s Paradise Australia, Sea World”

“They have seals that can balance a ball!”  I said excitedly.  “Yeah, and its near that crocodile guys zoo.”  Joseph added.

Statement:  “Just one cup”,  2011

What does it really mean to know a place? How do we know that we actually know it at all?  Why does it matter that one own a bit of a place?  Why do we find it so necessary to make a mark on a place or to collect a memory of our visit?  To leave those memory or to be left with and burdened by someone else’s life journey summarized in a small shiny utensil.  Is it a functionless taboo object or should we just use it and live in this moment?