daily life/art/culture/justice and how they merge, clash, & play inside my northern state of mind (set in Hokkaido and Minnesota)
A small painting by me of St. Nina Simone, The High Priestess of Song (February 21, 1933 – April 21, 2003) Pianist, Composer, Performer, Arranger, Singer Nina Simone’s voice is inseparable from my growth as a human being. In my days as child, listening again and again to the haunting rendition of House of the […]
(Wikipedia. Copyright from creative commons, but link’s dead!) Snow falling, falling on the fields, the trees, the streets, on the sculpture of a nude woman in bolero hat. Her hat transformed into a dramatic puff of a Russian Silver Fox hat, her melting blue copper limbs lined above with the white fur of fresh snow. […]
I had a dream a few years back that an unseen force, shall we call it a ghost?, picked me up by the back of my bed clothes, and I hung placidly in its invisible jowls. Such dreams seem ｓｏ real, physically felt, and I am always wearing exactly what I had chosen to sleep in. […]