Excitement. I go to the framing shop to pick up my now er framed Matsubara work.
I had very precise instructions from Naoko as to how the piece should be framed. She does not want the the paper to be abutted to or even less, underneath the matte. The paper is part of the art work. I try one framing place but they do not get it and just want put a big matte all around. I withdraw my custom.
The second place is wonderful. They totally understand the value of the work and the importance of correct framing.
The framing shop is just beside the Prefectural Museum and Art Gallery. I have managed not to visit over the last 7 years.
I was not very impressed by the the collection. I could do a much better job as curator.
So to the boatyard.
As I stop the truck in front of the high perched boat, Kiyuna san rumbles up behind me.
“Kiyuna san look at this!” I take out the box that contains the art. He says ” Yay, Pizza!”
Kiyuna san and I then have a long conversation on the nature of matter. This includes the relationship between clay and humanity.
I am not being condescending here; Kiyuna san is one of the most remarkable people I have ever met.
Kiyuna san does all the difficult stuff whilst I apply second coat of varnish to the mast, boom and gaff.
It is very hot.
I wonder if here is another Marine Quarterly in this?
Well probably. Sam Llewellyn has been in touch but I think he wants to know more about how the boat got to Japan and what happened to it before it fell into my hands. This remains obscure but some of my wonderful Japanese friends are tracking down the history. More importantly – how is your hip?