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Showing posts with label Yoshimi Hayashi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Yoshimi Hayashi. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Heike Qualitz Jigamy Photos
Friday, July 1, 2011
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
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?
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
6/28 Winding the Line (A Jump to the Present)
Knowing that much has to be posted still about the remainder of this Australian adventure, I'd like to return to real time here because the immediacy of what I'm feeling is important.
The line is winding back into a coil. We wound back our line from Calperum to Canberra and now from Canberra to Sydney. In a matter of hours, the winding will take me back across the Pacific to LA and then to San Francisco. There's something about this that makes me sad because what has transpired here can now only exist as memory. Its forefront is no longer in the present moment.
We are in the process of saying goodbye, though in many cases, it is very likely to be an "until we meet again" rather than a goodbye. It still, however, feels like goodbye. We've said our goodbyes to the Field Studies artists from Jigamy and Calperum. Yoshi was called away earlier in the trip, even though his spirit of levity and generosity stayed with us throughout. And as for John Reid, who is pure, unadulterated class, our inevitable goodbyes somehow still managed to feel premature. It would have felt premature regardless of how or when it was done.
Of the remainder of us who came from the States to embark on this amazing journey together — Bill, Cedra, Joseph and me — we say our goodbyes tomorrow at varying times. It is a testament to Bill and John that these goodbyes resonate with me as strongly as they do and especially to Bill for bringing all of us together.
The line is winding back into a coil. We wound back our line from Calperum to Canberra and now from Canberra to Sydney. In a matter of hours, the winding will take me back across the Pacific to LA and then to San Francisco. There's something about this that makes me sad because what has transpired here can now only exist as memory. Its forefront is no longer in the present moment.
We are in the process of saying goodbye, though in many cases, it is very likely to be an "until we meet again" rather than a goodbye. It still, however, feels like goodbye. We've said our goodbyes to the Field Studies artists from Jigamy and Calperum. Yoshi was called away earlier in the trip, even though his spirit of levity and generosity stayed with us throughout. And as for John Reid, who is pure, unadulterated class, our inevitable goodbyes somehow still managed to feel premature. It would have felt premature regardless of how or when it was done.
Of the remainder of us who came from the States to embark on this amazing journey together — Bill, Cedra, Joseph and me — we say our goodbyes tomorrow at varying times. It is a testament to Bill and John that these goodbyes resonate with me as strongly as they do and especially to Bill for bringing all of us together.
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| Blake, Yoshi, Cedra, Joseph and Bill at Sublime Point, photo by John Reid |
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
A Celebration with Yoshi
More posts from Pambula Lake will be made soon, but this couldn't wait.
Yoshi is having to leave two weeks early because his wife is very sick. Needless to say, he will be greatly missed. I feel extremely fortunate to have gotten to know Yoshi and have some priceless shared experiences with him during our time in Australia. I know this feeling is shared by all our crew.
Tonight the five of us celebrated a wonderful two weeks together with a little scotch and then a dinner at a nearby Chinese restaurant, the Spicy Ginger Cafe (we're now in Canberra staying in artist flats at ANU). The food was great, the staff attentive and the ambience was relaxed. It turned out to be the perfect place for the occasion.
We will miss you, Yoshi.
Yoshi is having to leave two weeks early because his wife is very sick. Needless to say, he will be greatly missed. I feel extremely fortunate to have gotten to know Yoshi and have some priceless shared experiences with him during our time in Australia. I know this feeling is shared by all our crew.
Tonight the five of us celebrated a wonderful two weeks together with a little scotch and then a dinner at a nearby Chinese restaurant, the Spicy Ginger Cafe (we're now in Canberra staying in artist flats at ANU). The food was great, the staff attentive and the ambience was relaxed. It turned out to be the perfect place for the occasion.
We will miss you, Yoshi.
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| A Gift from Yoshi |
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