Masayo's Stories

DECONSTRUCTION OF JAPANESE KIMONO

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DECONSTRUCTION OF JAPANESE KIMONO

There are so many beautiful things in Japan. Some are new and some are old. Although, those old things are often left unused, as if they have been asleep for a long time. In the last few years, I have been revisiting Japan and the culture. Many of those beautiful things are not as recognized or used in Japan. I have been thinking how we can repurpose them here in Australia. Not many Australian women may wear Kimono as is. But what if the objects are deconstructed and reworked as contemporary pieces? Do you agree with the deconstruction of those...

The way we used to listen to music.

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The way we used to listen to music.

I sometimes miss the way we used to listen to music when we were young. When I was a student all my money was spent on hiring albums or cassette tapes. Pretty much every weekend I would hire albums and cassette tapes and buy many blank tapes. I had to tell my sister not to come into my room while I was recording albums.. Normally there was outside noises included.... I don't know how you used to record music to cassette tapes? I had to be quiet, in fact everything and everyone in the surrounding area needs to be quiet....

Retro Japanese Fabric Aprons

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Retro Japanese Fabric Aprons

I have kept these beautiful Japanese retro fabrics for many years and they have been one of my favourite collections. I’ve always wanted to make an apron for my team members and never really had a chance to do it. For the end of year gifts, I decided to make aprons for them. They have many pockets to keep pencils, measuring tape, snip scissors, and a few other things... the perfect utility apron. In our busy everyday work, it's easy to lose those things all the time and our clothes were often damaged by rubbing on the edge of our...

Forest Nymph

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Forest Nymph

A forest nymph, entwined in layers of dusty smoke and fire emerges from the shadows, drifting into town - but she forgot her shoes. An ethereal fable in the afternoon hours of sun down.

Stitched by Hand

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Stitched by Hand

Hand stitching on a Kimono  I remember my grandma used to make kimonos for my sister and I. They were all made by hand. She sits on tatami floor with a small shoulder bend and slowly slowly stitches the kimono materials together. It looks like she was treating the kimono very carefully much like holding a child.Each stitch was so perfectly sewn and I clearly remember the routine of her hand stitches. It took forever. Those kimonos were made for special occasions. All kimonos that my grandma made have been kept in a Japanese wardrobe in my home for many many...

Summer Black

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Summer Black

Summer Black BLACK has many meanings. It is elegant, mysterious, futuristics and infinite. It is a protective colour in Japan. Some say it is associated with death and aggression but I guess it is a cultural thing and changes depending on where you are and who you are with. BLACK is often considered too warm a colour in summer, but I think it is a cool colour for any season and I wear it for any reason. Do you wear black in Summer?

Our Embroidered Signature Stamp

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Our Embroidered Signature Stamp

rossbasketballtournament SIGNATURE In Japan, we use a signature stamp/seal instead of writing our signature. Signature stamp has been a part of Japanese culture for a long time. It is actually coming from Western culture instead of China. There are so many different kinds of stamps for different purposes in Japan, we mainly use round stamps and square types. Here at rossbasketballtournament I have developed this embroidery of our signature stamp. I created this one recently, combined with two different Chinese characters. DOG and STAR! It's simple but I would love to know what you think of this new signature? Proudly...

Hidden from view

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Hidden from view

A Treasure Box During lockdown this weekend in Brisbane, we have been cleaning up our house and garage. It took a lot longer than we originally planned. We often get distracted so easily. I then found a small old wooden box which my daughter used to love. The box was her favourite when she was little, and she used to keep so many treasures in there that she collected from the bush. It has a beautiful butterfly painting on the lid. There were heart shaped rocks and dry pressed flowers, feathers and crystalised tree sap which she used to call...