Fans for mom
These old fans are what I did for my late mother.
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She used to love using these in bed before falling asleep.
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Woke up from a nap/
Saw late mother came/
To see me/
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Translation and calligraphy by Chio
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Heartwarming gifts
One of my valued, long-time friends from my previous work sent me some gifts for offering on my mom’s altar and myself.
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In the package, I found a couple of facial masks, essential goods these days with pink floral patterns, all-time favorite of mine.
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Mother left/
Showy pink at the bottom of/
Shrubby althaea/
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Translation and calligraphy by Chio
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“Lotus flowers begin blooming”
Here is a subdivided phrase of the solar terms for around this time, that is, the second or the third week of July.
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I thought adding some colors to my calligraphy might be amusing, when suddenly I remembered one of my past post about two years go.
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It is true that I am feeling a little lonely living alone in a house. However, more than the loneliness I have been filled with sour-sweet memories of my young days.
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Happy Mother’s Day
Here is a haiku of irregular rhythm I made around one year ago.
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People may be celebrating Mother’s Day in a new and different manner from they used to.
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I took up a blouse/
Mother’s Day/
Is coming near/
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Mother’s 令和
Exactly one year ago, the very first day of this new era, that is, my mother did this 令和at the facility for the elderly. She was ninety then.
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Remembering her, I composed a haiku on this.
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My mother/
Her calligraphy name: 絹笑 reached the era of 令和/
Summer is approaching, just around the next door/
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Flower gift
Someone came over and offered this flower arrangement for my mother who loved to see white flowers and passed away in February.
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I only wish she had survived to see these beautiful flowers.
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Live for today/
See white flowers/
Oh, the month of February/
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Calligraphy and translation by Chio
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Spring breeze
Spring is just around the corner. And I only remember my late mother.
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It was such a happy time for me to push my mother’s wheel chair and take a walk with her under cherry trees on a river bank.
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So deeply linked by fate/
Mother and daughter/
Even got tired of the fate/
Spring breeze laughs at the two/
Going, going laughing at them/
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YouTube channel
I posted a new video on my YouTube channel (chio_art).
Check this and enjoy seeing how characters are born out of an artist’s arm and a small brush!
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The video shows my piece of a tanka by Hakushū Kitahara.
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As a matter of fact, I chose this one two years ago for collaboration work with my late mother, when I asked her to write the last one letter, “FLOWER”.
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Those who saw her letter were all amazed at its dynamic touch.
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But here, please enjoy the movement of the small brush produced by my arm.
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Visiting shrines
For some years now, I have been interested in visiting shrines at various occasions.
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Today it is Setsubun, the end of the winter according to the old lunar calendar, so I went to Yoshida Shrine, the most famous shrine in Kyoto regarding this occasion, where people say most elderly people in Kyoto gather for the occasion.
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Oh, birds chirp/
Shrine gave me the oracle/
Written on a pale-green paper/
Translation and calligraphy by Chio
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January 15
People have long celebrated the day, January 15 as a kind of second New Year Day, because according to the lunar calendar, it marks the first full moon after the New Year Day.
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The well-known shrine in my neighborhood provides rice porridge cooked with azuki beans every year.
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I got some for my mother who will turn 92 in summer, because the porridge is supposed and expected to bring good luck to the elderly.
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I wrote “avoiding disaster”, “inviting happiness”, “health” and “longevity” for her.
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Collaboration
Yesterday my mother and I went to the exhibition venue held annually by my teacher.
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This year we turned in four pretty big works describing four kinds of flowers of the seasons.
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Everyone was very much impressed with my mother’s works.
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It seemed little attention was paid to my works of my own haiku about those flowers.
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Mother smiles
My mother is playing a little child’s smile, at the table of the special dishes for the New Year, although they aren’t cooked in an orthodox manner. I just prepared them casually to please my mother.
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I think they brought back her old, fond memories of her childhood days.
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Mother smiles/
Special meal for the New Year/
Brought back her child’s mind/
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