Posted on 01.18.16 under Uncategorized
First snowy day of the year in Tokyo was also an excursion.
And an excursion to the nearby Araiyakushi Temple.
And then lunch…
Posted on 12.24.15 under Uncategorized
Posted on 12.07.15 under Pearl Harbor, Uncategorized
Pearl Harbor Day…
This is sort of what it looked like to the pilots when their planes came in.
If they flew into a time vortex, that is.
Banzai…
Posted on 11.29.15 under Dustin Wong, Junko Wong, Mamoru Sato, Nakano, Takako Minekawa, Tokyo, Uncategorized
It started in Nakano, a place known for Nakano Broadway, a mecca (wait, is that still a positive description?) for Otaku with its vinyl figures, manga, anime cells, maid bars, maid costumes, and all that good stuff.
Nakano Sun Plaza reminds me of the Tyrell Corporation in Blade Runner.
Not nearly as majestic, though — and where are the flying cars? It’s almost 2019…
We had dinner with Jessie, the daughter of my mentor, Mamoru Sato, a sculptor professor at the University of Hawaii, Manoa that advised me to become an art major. This was one of the biggest turning points of my life. We babysat Jessie and Dustin together — they were born just a couple of months apart.
I worked on Mo’s commissions throughout the years I was a student at UH.
Mo and Kathleen Sato — perhaps before they married.
(B&W photos ©Peter T. Brown estate)
Peter Brown (1955-1981) did jump through hoops, but not the usual hoops… I took this photo with his camera, turning the tables.
Signage in “ura” Nakano. The “ura” parts of the major centers (Shinjuku, Shibuya, Harajuku, etc) can be some of the most interesting.
Then I drove Jessica to her hotel in Shibuya and Dustin and Takako back to Wakabayashi, Setagaya.
I think they used this intersection in “Fast & Furious — Tokyo Drift.” Obviously, not going to race in this part of town. There would be more than a few traffic fatalities.
Hachiko intersection. Very interesting on weekends.
This party bus was empty. Kinda sad on a Saturday night!
Posted on 10.23.15 under Uncategorized
From a domesticated pot to a shadow behind a dumpster — it’s a sad transition…
But a chance to make it on their own, even it’s just a feral existence!