Fumiyo' Yoshikawa Blog and News
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7/30/20232 min read
East Bay Open Studio this Weekend on June 8 and 9, 2024
I am excited to announce that Toru and Fumiyo are participating in East Bay Open Studios. We will be showcasing our art, including printmaking, drawings, Sumi-e, calligraphy, mixed media, and more. You can find more information about the event at East Bay Open Studios
We look forward to seeing you soon!
Warm regards,
Fumiyo and Toru
I am grateful to have received the Juror's Choice Award from Claire Carlevaro at the East Bay Open Studios Showcase!
https://eastbayopenstudios.com/direc.../fumiyo-yoshikawa/...
Today, once again, it is raining since the morning, so I decided to take Honey for a walk in the afternoon, believing the weather forecast that it will clear up by then. So, I settled in and started working on my art earlier in the morning. I feel like the series of small pieces I've been gradually preparing since last year for my solo exhibition in Kyoto in the fall of 2024 is starting to take shape.
There is a concept in the universe similar to the Zen philosophy of "Tenchi Doukon/ Everything in Heaven and Earth sharing the same one root," which suggests that all phenomena are connected to one root. It's called the Akashic Records, which is said to store all memories from the past to the present throughout the entire universe. I'm painting this series while imagining what shape and color it would take if such records truly exist.
Speaking of rain, while it is a blessing for drought-stricken California, I worry about the damage if it becomes too unfavorable or turns into a storm. My heartfelt condolences go out to those who are affected by such disasters.
However, as I listen to the sound of rain while pondering the Akashic Records today, memories of my childhood come flooding back. Upon reflection, I realize that when I was a child, I enjoyed walking in the rain more for the simple pleasure it brought rather than seeing it as beneficial rainwater. I loved seeing the concentric circles formed by raindrops hitting the ground, and I enjoyed the unique scent that filled the air when the rain wet the asphalt. Getting new raincoats, umbrellas, or rain boots was always exciting because it meant I could walk in the rain while wearing them. I loved deliberately stepping into puddles or listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops hitting my umbrella.
Each of these memories of mine might be connected and shared with all the memories in the universe. While painting, I contemplate such possibilities.
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