puberty hit like a high speed train


1995 -

j have mixed feelings about the idea that there are some things/concepts that can be labeled as “my art teacher would’ve loved this” :(

Anonymous asks: Where do you want to live once you finish college?

we haven’t decided yet! suggestions?

Leather is supposed to be a luxurious material, molded into the finest of fashion items. It’s often made to look like it’s worth it’s price upon a glance…but Makoo turns that idea on it’s head with a line of …leather goods masquerading quite convincingly as paper for paupers. 

Makoo has a line of “paper” bags and clutches made from leather: daily use “throwaways” like rice sacks, snail mail envelopes and lunch bags.

my art teacher would’ve totally loved this


"It may look like something straight out of an anime movie … but it’s the real-world work of artist Sam Van Aken. And there is not a speck of paint sullying a single leaf. Van Aken calls the piece the Tree of 40 Fruits; he has produced several of them by grafting a variety of different branches to individual stone fruit trees.”
[TED talk]

"It may look like something straight out of an anime movie … but it’s the real-world work of artist Sam Van Aken. And there is not a speck of paint sullying a single leaf. Van Aken calls the piece the Tree of 40 Fruits; he has produced several of them by grafting a variety of different branches to individual stone fruit trees.”

[TED talk]

looking through M’s book collection.

i was thinking about our 14 days mountain trek in bhutan lately, how i liked to think that i was a great adventurer / cool archaeologist lady on the expedition in the wildest places (just like in the movies) while walking through the forests and climbing mountains. it was my first time, and the journey was pretty tough for me, but now i miss it in a way.

i’m writing this because yesterday M told me that we’re flying to Chile less than in 2 months and will spend there 2 weeks doing trekking again!

i feel a little bit depressed lately, but these are really good news.

i’ve just forgotten how awkward i can be around people / clumsy when i need to act quickly, and then classes started.

jet lag update: we didn’t sleep at all last night.

good news: we made it to the french market! at 8:30 am we left home and took a 40 min walk to the place. but even though we came there just after it opened, i was already number 71 in the queue for coffee.

Anonymous asks: do you know any true books in english about russian history?

depending on what you want. M’s first suggestion was The Gulag Archipelago though :)

"jet lag? never had one never will, what even is a jet lag?”

3:30 pm. we woke up and realised that we missed an appointment with a friend who invited us to watch some russian movie at nziff. so, we decided not to leave home at all today. besides, it was raining anyway.

yesterday, we went to the port to buy some fish at the fish market, M on his e-scooter and me just walking (sometimes running) aside. when we woke up today we cooked the fish and finally watched The Wind Rises. the movie made me miss russia again(?) and feel sad that japan will never be so beautiful as it was centuries ago.

we’re in bed now, M is drinking hot chocolate and i’m dreaming about waking up early tomorrow to go to the weekend french market.

Anonymous asks: I'm curious- where in Tokyo did you live exactly?
Anonymous asks: why does everything seem meaningless for you in Moscow? what do you wish to change inc and beyond politics?

"what do you wish to change inc and beyond politics?"

nothing. that’s the problem.

Anonymous asks: Why did you abandon this tumblr and your blog? Is everything alright? How are things with M? Best wishes x

hey! we just came back from moscow, and now have a couple of days to wander around the city before the new semester starts.

everything is ok, thanks for caring! it’s just i realised that i can’t write or draw while i’m in russia, i get so frustrated (because of what’s happening there), everything seems so meaningless, and the only thing i want to do is to lie on the floor :/

Anonymous asks: this thing you wrote about your boyfriend a month or so ago, have everything changed since?

sigh.
it seems like i’m unable to change the situation.


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tomato.

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tomato.