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DECONSTRUCTION OF JAPANESE KIMONO

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...


The way we used to listen to music.

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...


Retro Japanese Fabric Aprons

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...


Forest Nymph

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

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...