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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

scarf!

So the not so secret reason why we all love to visit Japan is for the food. Bamby and I are both pretty wise on our favorite places to eat in Tokyo, and we also took a few special trips out to Yokohama and Takao for some super special hardcore grinding of the molars.



sashimi chillin on ice



nabe with fish, negi, shitake, and roe. served with a lively ponzu sauce.



tempura (which included goya, the super bitter chinese melon)



yakinasu with miso. the leaf atop is sansho, a plant of many culinary uses, I learned. The berries are eaten either whole or ground (and served atop unagi, for one) and the wood of the plant, which is very dense, is commonly used as a pestle for grinding spices.

check out the crazy beautiful ashtray sitting right across from my plate. yes, it was clean, but it IS a haizara, so don't just drop your fishbones or edamame shells in there by accident, doh.

Pa-jan



Ah, a few obligatory photos from the 10-day jaunt to Tokyo. Alas, alas, our highly anticipated stoner fantasy underwater scuba tour of Oshima was derailed by Mo Nature in the form of a vicious typhoon. Just days before, major earthquake hit Niigata (but we were totally oblivious and unscathed).



Met up with my best buddies Kimi and Anthony on this trip, for one blissful rainy afternoon of giant tvs, katsudon, soggy Harajuku chicks, and a stroll through Meijiniwa as the gardeners partook in their annual ripping up of the spent irises. Anthony kept asking, "why is he [the gardeners tending the royal grounds] so old?"


The inimitable, inscrutable Bamby Jonez in Saitama. The electricity in this joint kept going out, much to the consternation of the super fine bar guy, who confessed that it must have been our presence that kept shorting out the wires.


Kappa, one of my all time favorite pranksters of Japanese folklore. Somewhat innocent water imps, these guys do pack a punch when the going gets tough. They are equally well known for their great talent in farting contests as well as yanking out the intestines of an innocent by-stander through their anuses. Everyone knows that to beat a kappa, you must make them bow, thereby spilling the reserve of water they keep in the concave on top of their heads, thereby rendering them utterly powerless. This was a rather spectacular golden Olympic sized kappa, found in (of course) Kappabashi district of Tokyo. I went there specifically to buy $400 of super fancy knives for my chef brother, Doug.

Finally, since it was summer and the time of matsuri, I had plenty of opportunities to ogle the latest in yukata fashion. Here are a few lovely specimens wandering the streets of Zushi.

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One sad, down in the mouth obi bow. One perky, bright eyed and bushy tailed obi bow.



I want to eat this little girl, she is so cute. Plus, she has bags under her eyes! This child is what...four years old, and she has hard knock life bags! I love her.



How hot is this girl with her black yukata and the EYEPATCH?

bella, Bella Vista

You know you've got it bad when you consistently dream about watering your sad, freakin urban garden plopped next to the neighborhood elementary school while you are on vacation in glamorous Tokyo. So alright already, I'm obsessed with my two 4x4 raised plots down the street. Just a few months ago, I got wind that the Bella Vista Community Garden had plots up for grabs, and for a mere $25 annually plus some volunteer hours on Saturdays, those squares of dirt would be mine, all mine.







I'm well into my second season of planting so far- the first was dominated by lettuces and a few hoary, peppery radishes. Summer is here and I'm pleased to say that things are going swimmingly so far- the tomatoes, the bushy basil (two types), the Kentucky Pole beans, shiso (red and green), strawberries, and eggplants are faring well. Armenian cuke seedling taking over the kitchen window and I'd say its ready to be transplanted too.




yum! yum! yum!


Friday, July 06, 2007

slydini

Bill and Vicky just sent off the final files to the cd production today! Very exciting- my first cd artwork and design project. I couldn't have done it without last stage homestretch digital handiwork executed by my gorgeous boyfriend and his friends at Ex'pression Digital Arts College (thanks for fixing that kerning and other text issues!) Cover image done in pencils, pastels, with some digital futzing. The tigers are linoblock prints digitally colored and slightly enhanced (ie corners smoothed).




Violet Kazue Yamane Matsuda de Cristoforo


I just discovered a dear writer colleague of mine, Violet de Cristoforo,of Salinas, CA, has been awarded a Lifetime Honor from the National Endowment for the Arts. I am thrilled to learn that she will be traveling to Washington D.C. to pick up her award amongst the other receipients. This particular award recognizes artists who have contributed to folk or traditional arts of the United States, over a lifetime. It is also great to know that she is being recognized not only for her writing but her role as a historian in preserving and translating so much haiku and tanka written by the Issei in the camps.

I first met Violet de Cristoforo through poet Lawson Inada, who told me there was an amazing poet named Violet, from Fresno (Lawson and I are both Fresnans) who I had to meet. Her compilation of poetry written in the internment camps "May Sky" was nothing like anything I'd ever seen before. I spent three days at Violet's house in Salinas while heavily researching literature from the Japanese American World War II internment camp experience for the book "Only What We Could Carry". All the while, Violet bustled between sheafs of poetry manuscripts from cabinets and under the bed to making heavenly pies and dishing pickled veggies. Her house smells of strawberries.

Violet de Cristoforo was born Kazue Yamane in Ninole, Hawaii. At the age of eight, she was sent to Hiroshima, Japan, for her primary education. She returned to the United States when she was 13 to attend high school in Fresno, CA. Upon graduation she married Shigaru Matsuda and she joined a School of Haiku and became well known for her poetry in the kaiko or free style haiku form. Starting in 1915 two Tokyo poets Ippekiro Nakatsuka and Kawahigashi Hekigodo had developed a modernist haiku called "kaiko." Japanese-Americans in California had formed haiku-writing clubs to write these modernist haiku in Japanese. One of the haiku clubs was in Fresno while the other one was in Stockton. The modernist haiku were not restricted to the vocabulary of the seasons and the strict 5-7-5 syllables of traditional haiku. The haiku poets worked hard on their writing, putting it up to serious criticism in the clubs, and they also collected Japanese literature. De Cristoforo says that right before the internment the Japaense-American poets in Stockton and Fresno destroyed their collections of haiku and much Japanese literature--a tragedy for Japanese-American literature. During those pre-war years, she and Shigaru also owned and ran a Japanese bookstore in Fresno.


Following President Roosevelt's Executive Order 9066, in 1942, the Matsudas were forcibly evacuated to Fresno Assembly Center (the Fairgrounds) along with the thousands of other Japanese Americans in the Central Valley (including my family) and then onto the permanent internment camp in Jerome, Arkansas. Yet throughout the internment, she, along with dozens of other Japanese American poets, kept writing haiku in Japanese which they published in camp newspapers. In 1943, her husband refused to sign the so called "loyalty questionnaire" distributed by the US Government to camp internees, leaving questions numbered 27 and 28 blank, so he was then sent to the Justice Department camp in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Violet, her brother, mother-in-law, and three children were then deported to Tule Lake segregation camp and expatriated with Shigeru to Japan in March 1946. After several years in post-war occupied Japan, she later resettled in the United States with her second husband.

Over a period of 50 years Violet has both written haiku poetry and collected and translated haiku from the internment camps and the various haiku clubs. Her book, "Poetic Reflections of the Tule Lake Internment Camp, 1944", was published after 1984. The culmination of her life's work is the anthology she edited entitled "May Sky: There Is Always Tomorrow; An Anthology of Japanese American Concentration Camp Kaiko Haiku" (1997, Sun Moon Press).

http://www.arts.gov/honors/heritage/fellows/fellow.php?id=2007_03

Monday, July 02, 2007

1000 plus cranks!


Finished printing 500 covers (two colors) for Kearny Street Workshop's Intergenerational Writers Series chapbook, "12 Ways". It was a last minute print job, since the letterpress printer they had lined up couldn't do the job after all. Turns out that it was better at any rate, since she only had a small hand platen Kelsey which really would have been a nightmare for this job. The polymer plates themselves were about 9.5 x 13.5, barely fitting on the largest magnets I had access to. Even on the Vandercooks, this was a tough job to do in two print runs.

Spent all day Friday cutting paper (sleepily. Sam and I both need coffee before measuring in the morning) and mixing inks, getting the alignment set. Saturday night, I was back on the presses and finished the job at around 11:30. Then the real nightmare began, when I discovered that I didn't know how to lock the front doors to the Center. Let's just say we came up with a hoop-dee solution, and Sam saved my ass the next morning. (sound effect of much air being released from pressure gauged head).

Artwork and design by Mark Baugh-Sasaki. Letterpress printed using polymer plates, two color inks.

12 Ways: a reading and book release
A collaboration of Kearny Street Workshop, Intersection for the Arts and Galeria de la Raza
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
7-9 p.m.
KSW's space180, 180 capp street, 3rd floor @ 17th street, SF