Like an exotic bird in the bright autumn sunlight. At Tokyo’s most famous Jesuit university.
I love this guy’s outfit. His purple socks match his purple shorts. The orange band around the straw hat extends the stripes of his shirt. He is dressed for heat and looking very sharp and coordinated. (The sign to his left says, 火気厳禁, or “don’t use fire here”).
I just learned today that each Donki carries different merchandise. The one near Kabukicho seems heavily into fetishes. I love the many female fetish outfits: school girl (many uniform types), ball gown, maid, nurse, police woman. (For those outside Japan, Donki is the abbreviation for Don Quixote, a chain of low priced merchandise packed so densely it’s hard not to imagine the imminent fire hazard of even a short visit). It’s like the poor man’s Isetan or Takashimaya for teens.
The store makes you feel filthy for just looking. And below, a men’s thong with an extremely inappropriate name that does not match the visual. WTF?
Yesterday I returned from a four day Golden Week ceramic trip to Numazu in Shizuoka, near Mount Fuji and the Izu Peninsula. The in-law ceramics senseis organized this annual trip to use a wood-fired oven to make special bizen pottery.
For three days and nights, we heated a wood kiln until it reached 1200 degrees celsius, taking turns feeding it. It will take another three or four days for the kiln to cool down, so a return trip is necessary to take out the pottery.
Here are some photos that depict some of the process. Below are the 18 or 20 pieces I made: mostly flower vases with lattice tops, ten small round plates, and four rectangular plates.