Detail from a drawing exhibited at Hope Against Hope in the Phoenix Shot Tower, Baltimore. Based off of some wonderful text messages I've received. Combined roman and romanized hiragana. Soon to be a lettering/typography project: Times New Kana...among other soon to be projects.
Experimenting with lettering for a friend's new website, projectician.
I think about how strange it is that I live in Japan. How I didn't give it much thought before I came. I wasn't even particularly interested in this country. No more than any other country at least. Sometimes I'm surprised at how much I like it here now. How I feel like I really am turning Japanese. A little. I've been making glass beads (Mary McDonough, you were right about me and glass) and origami, but my new favorite hobby is ikenobo, the Japanese art of flower arranging. It reminds of installation or sculpture or even layout--with flowers and leaves and sticks. The design considerations are the same: where's the weight? is it balanced? is there enough push and pull? bold enough? detailed enough second read? how's the negative space?
The teacher's wonderful. She's a friendly old woman who speaks just a little English, but somehow writes in beautiful cursive. Also, I love how messy the tatami room where she holds classes is. It feels right. Or at least familiar.
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