Yesterday marked a week since we arrived in Japan. First, we stayed just outside of Tokyo-proper for a few days while Chelsea and I adjusted our schedules and Tsukasa broke some paper windows. Kyoto was next, where we performed as soloists and collaborators with various artists. Try here, here, and here for a few examples of the courageous minds, fingers, and feet with which we conspired. (You may need to turn on your language translator for that last link; it's hard for me to tell since right now all pages show up in Japanese for me). Now, we’re in Kobe, the home of both the Kondos (our hosts, Tsukasa’s parents) and the ever-famous style of rearing and preparing beef. This is where our work has really started to take off and we've made some relationships that will endure the measily tests of time and distance.
I’d talk about the work we did yesterday, but I’m sure Chelsea and Tsukasa will cover enough of that to satisfy your desires. Plus, I’m not ready to talk about it yet. To say the least, I was impacted significantly more than I had anticipated and was surprised by the hospitality of these youths, as well as their willingness to explore the previously -and still- trecherous territories of pre-teen thoughts, hearts, and share them with each other. I’ll address this further when we each write about our individual workshops, sometime over the next few days.
More anon….
- b.e.
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