Thinking Loudly
Every posting is one piece among thousands pieces in this complicated yet interesting puzzle game called: LIFE
Mar
12
Filed Under (Uncategorized) by dmertani on 12-03-2009
No. It is not Prada, Fendi or Salvatore Feragamo, that make a hand bag so special.
It is a hand bag, made by mother, with her own hand.
Cut by cut, stroke by stroke, every single stich done with patience, with love.
In series of months.
The silk material, was her mother kimono some decades ago.
She wants to keep the beautiful material, more than that, the memory.
I was the lucky one, to have it for me.
Thank you, Aa-chan for the beautiful bag.
For the love.
How to make it
The tool to make the bag
Mar
03
Filed Under (Current Affairs, Japan) by dmertani on 03-03-2009
At last, after the warm winter, the real winter is here.
When my eyes started itch, my nose started run, sign of the billion of cedar pollens partying around in the air of Chiba, I thought Springs is here.
But not so fast. Just at the end of the season, to prove winter is still winter, will not go without the flakes, snow poured. On Friday and Tuesday.
I feel strange having all this allergies kicking with snow falling in front of me…. it is like moving backward.
But in nowadays’ world, strange is the new normal.
When my eyes started itch, my nose started run, sign of the billion of cedar pollens partying around in the air of Chiba, I thought Springs is here.
But not so fast. Just at the end of the season, to prove winter is still winter, will not go without the flakes, snow poured. On Friday and Tuesday.
I feel strange having all this allergies kicking with snow falling in front of me…. it is like moving backward.
But in nowadays’ world, strange is the new normal.
