Archive for the ‘comics’ Category

Last year’s Self Matsuri coincided with a Harada Chiaki (原田ちあき) exhibit at Gallery Shikaku, a fantastic gallery in Nakatsu with a large selection of small-press underground publications and other art objects for sale. Here’s a link to the exhibition page, which features some of her work and a couple of videos as well. Harada’s painting […]


loomings

03Jan16

This year, for the second year in a row, I went to Toyama prefecture with a group of friends to eat kan-buri (寒ブリ), Japanese amberjack, which is at its seasonal peak in winter. We stayed just outside of the town of Himi (氷見), which is famous not only for its large fish market and the […]


recently

08Jul14

Recently the new issue of Representations —  UC Berkeley’s journal of cultural/aesthetic criticism — arrived on the journal rack at the university where I currently teach.  Representations 126 (Special Issue: Financialization and the Culture Industry) is edited by C.D. Blanton, Colleen Lye, and Kent Puckett.  I don’t know C.D. Blanton, but Colleen Lye and Kent […]


A few weeks ago I went to Kobe with my friend Miyuki Nakao to visit the Yokoo Tadanori Museum of Contemporary Art.  Though I’m absolutely wild about Tadanori’s art and have been to see three different exhibits of his work since I’ve lived in Japan, for some reason I hadn’t yet visited the Yokoo Tadanori […]


The 2014 Nipponbashi Street Festival (日本橋ストリートフェスタ) will be held in Osaka on March 21st.  I went to the 2013 Street Festival and had a blast, even though I did end up missing the parade itself (which is the main event) and instead spent my time on the backstreets taking portraits.  Most of the more elaborate […]


Tayutau (たゆたう) is one if my very favorite bands.  The duo — Nishimoto Hiroko on guitar and Ikagi Akiko on violin and found percussion — play music that is haunting, beautiful, playful, and cleverly quiet.  Both of them sing and when they harmonize it’s as if a third, invisible instrument has suddenly taken the stage.  […]


25 things

05Jun09

1) I have an early memory of standing in the yard of my grandmother’s house in Bolinas, trying to learn to whistle. There was a hummingbird flying around the yard and it suddenly swooped down and skimmed through the top of my hair. At that moment, I whistled. 2) In high school, I spent an […]



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