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Wednesday, March 30, 2005  

This is my new digital piece, "CROSSROADS"...

I took a bike ride around my neighborhood yesterday:
I saw some ivory magnolias
flocked together on dwarved, pruned-to-a-stupor tree branches
chirping up some dirt on
the errant cherry blossoms.

The daffodils stood by ooohing and ahhing...

Does Spring need a permission slip?
Who would issue it?

Till next time... ‘Mela

1:22 PM

Sunday, March 27, 2005  

sod off

Happy Easter!

Till next time... 'Mela

8:19 PM

Friday, March 25, 2005  

This is a digital sketch I did yesterday... It's called Easter Bonnet.

I love to sketch things, and doodle out ideas...
I used to carry a little sketchbook with me always.
Together with a felt tip pen, I found this was the key to
unlocking the mystery of the existential malaise...

Now I fiddle with a mouse.

A little different, but fun...

Tomorrow, Michio & I will visit his University for Open House.

He had a quiet, simple kind of birthday, on Monday, the 21st.
I asked him what he wanted me to prepare for his dinner,
and, of all the things I cook,
his favorite is meatloaf.

Thanks to all who sent cards, he appreciated them!
He also got some spectacular combination graduation & birthday gifts!
A beautiful ring from his grandparents, Shirley & Al,
And, Of course, it ain't no party yet
without Nintendo: Mario Party 6.
I baked a homemade chocolate cake and icing with peanut butter M&M's,
a family tradition!

I found an old photo of me taken when I was 19, the same age my son is now.
I showed it to him.
It was taken on the grass (heh heh heh heh) of the campus
of Dutchess Community College; Poughkeepsie, NewYork.

I was a commercial art student, then...

Till next time... 'Mela

12:00 AM

Saturday, March 19, 2005  

Say, what's the words?
Achoo, sniff...
Yesterday I ventured out from the burbs of Western Tokyo
to Shibuya and it's vicinity.
What did these places all have in common?
Everyone, or at least a large majority
of people were suffering with cedar pollen allergies.

It's the cedar pollen time,
and that means white facial masks!

My son suffers with it ,too...
As for myself, I grew up in upstate New York.
Pine trees, vines, conifers, pollen and seeds
were mother's milk to me.
I lived in a town called Pine Bush!
So, lucky me,
it doesn't bother me as most
people I see...
All the face masks, it was almost like science fiction.

Speaking of a Science Fiction...
My son got a note from the Japanese University he was pursuing.
After the first letter, a let-down for not being on their "list" of "accepted numbers,"
they sent him a letter of "explanation" :
"We excepted only students who scored an "A" on this test...
You have scored an A - ."

That's right, he was turned down for scoring an A -.

This is the same country that continually speaks of
their colleges fighting to get students,
because of the "low birth rate" and thinning numbers
of applicants...

In any event,
Michio met together with me, his dad and high school advisor immediately
to search for other options.

At present it's looking like it might have been
fortuitous that Michio's original choice
didn't pan out...
Another University,
that seems a much better fit for him, was presented-
If accepted, he will attend this American University in Japan.
Students attending are bi-lingual.
Temple University, Japan Campus,(TUJ), Is an American University,
with "foreign" campuses in London, England;
Rome, Italy; Tokyo, Japan,
and of course their home base,
good 'ole Philadelphia, Pa., USA.

Michio is now preparing for the TOEFL exam.
(English as a foreign lanquage)

Michio's education experience has not been an easy one.

He started kindergarten in a new country with a new lanquage,
as American schools were out of reach due to their high tuition costs.

As a result Michio attended Japanese public school,
and graduated with a 4.1 average.

I pray TUJ is the right choice!

Till next time... 'Mela

10:30 AM

Thursday, March 17, 2005  

St Patricks Day 2005

19 years ago today I stood on the sidelines of 5th Avenue, NYC
in my green satin smock bulging out to there...
It was 5 days before my first and only son was born.
There was no-one or noth-ing that could stop me
from being there to watch the kilted & capped, spat donning,
tartan plaid high colar cape wearin' Port Authority Police

stroll by as they played their bagpipes and drums.

St Patricks Day 2005

Till next time... 'Mela

2:30 PM

Monday, March 14, 2005  

A lot of events in this month of March...

My son's graduation went off well-
Sedate in comparison to my own,
a different time & space, for sure-

They don't individually present diplomas to students in high school in Japan.
The Senior year's class is divided into "kumi's" and one kumi member goes up and
receives a "packet" of all diplomas for their group-
So there's no individual moment of triumph.
To me, this seems a total gyp.

I cheered on the kids as they walked in with their orchid corsages,
hair wax, and big smiles...
As each name was called out, each had their own individual response.
Their own way of saying "hai". ( "yes", " here", "present"...)

That response, plus the stroll in and out was it.
The only amount of individual expression allotted.
The rest was all bureaucracy...

As I sat in the audience observing this very serious affair,
which more resembled attending mass than a graduation,
I felt a battle ensueing...

A battle between a future of what could be, and what already is.

A flashback:

I had a streaker at my graduation...
I couldn't help but remember this crazy ass kid running across the stage,
naked and smiling...
His timing was bad, though...
If he would've waited an extra minute,
when he came out wouldn't have caused such a rumpus.
It would've been funny.
Instead, he came out when a girl in my class who had cerebral palsy
was about to get her diploma.

The dude definately made his move too soon...

Although he caught proper hell for this stunt,
I can't even imagine it happening here...
I watched the kids stroll in the gymnasium,
and then back out again,
and I thought:
These kids are no different from how I was-
They have their individuality,
they just learn to keep it in a safe place
while learning how to deal.

I love the beauty of this age.
The spirit.

My biggest hope for these kids is they keep the spirit alive-
Free from getting downtrodden by the big whatever...

Now, we wait for Michio's college tests result on the 16th...

Till next time... 'Mela

11:04 AM

Friday, March 11, 2005  

In a few hours, I will watch my son Michio
graduate from high school...

Till next time... 'Mela

7:30 AM

Sunday, March 06, 2005  

This is my new computer art piece,


I had a dream a few years back-
It was one of those dreams I can’t forget.
It was of a woman with Titian red hair,
wearing a black wire and dangling crystal
She walked very slowly, each step a projection...
With each forward movement,
I could hear the clinking of the teardrop glass.
The only modified thing from my dream is the mirror.
As this idea just came spontaneously,
I thought it best to just go with it.

The title was troublesome...

Nothing I could think of seemed to capture it.
So I researched a bit, and came up with something from Chinese Mythology:Tian-mu.

The Chinese Mythology goddess of lightning...

I like that.

Till next time... 'Mela

2:19 PM

Saturday, March 05, 2005  

has recently had a second birthday!

Speaking of birthdays,
my niece recently turned 20 !

Happy Birthday Jennifer!

In Japan,
this is how the 20 year old young people
celebrate coming of age, or Seijinshiki, in Japanese.


March came in like a lumbering polar bear yesterday.
Snow falling in big, slushy, slippery, heavy pieces...
Too bad I couldn't know my leather boots weren't waterproof
until I'm running late and 5 minutes into the walk to the station!

It's only funny now...

I'm looking forward to the bagpipes and blarney,
and the wearin' of the green,
to tell you the truth.

Spring is more than welcome
around here...

Till next time... 'Mela

10:20 AM

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