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I often wait to write here until I have an outcome, but I think this time the process is interesting enough to put down into words. And as always, writing helps me to clarify my thoughts. What I am thinking is… The new space upstairs is a terrible studio. My yoga area is pretty good.…
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I am enjoying living in the house that I’ve already spent so much time in as a construction site. There are memories of the process layered underneath every nook and cranny of the space. And now we are layering it with our history and our future. Friends have brought flowers to brighten the space, too.…
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This bit of stained glass has a story and it was an important part of the design process at 555. When he retired, my creative father decided to try stained glass. He loved it and before long had his own studio in the basement, with tons of glass sheet in racks he built himself, design…
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I am not sure how it happened that we are one week out from the move and I am not prepared. All these months of planning and getting ready and I am just…not. It’s all going to be fine. Really, it is. We will get there. Moves always are a pandemonium. I had a plan.…
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I started this drawing a few weeks back when I was feeling stressed and at odds with the whole project. I finished today with a few last details and a title. It really does show my route through the project or moving from this mess to the lovely fresh house up the hill. I shared…
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About a week ago, Maura showed up for dinner without his collar. I scanned him for injuries, but didn’t see anything. I put a new collar on him and forgot about it. Until two days ago, when I noticed a scabby bit on his back. It was matted with hair and hard to see what…
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The antique doors in the bedroom needed some attention to smooth out the rough edges and even out their complexion. I took on the task yesterday. The day was very hot and Maru-chan’s yumbo preparing the ground for the concrete pour made it impossible to work outside, so I decided to test out the doma…
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In 2006, we bought a new sofa and lived with it for nine years in our Tokyo apartment. It was a great place for naps, long conversations, wine parties, and all sorts of hijinks. In 2015 when we moved to Kamogawa, we gave the sofa to UltraBob. Seven years of family life with a growing…
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I am tearing the house apart to undo 8 years of accumulated clutter. Even though I regularly declutter, this is an opportunity to assess every single thing I own. And it is a chance for me to bring Tod into the process for our shared things and hopefully reduce them. It is tedious. Flowchart for…
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Japan ‘s beverage & snack industry is known for its seasonal and limited time products. It’s a manufacturer’s nod to the seasonality of produce and fish, I suppose. Nothing sticks around forever. I appreciate it now, but I still remember the juniper-flavored soda I encountered on our first trip to Japan in 1995. It was…