The guests from the first spring workshop left a few days back. Once again it was all great fun. It was different this time. I didn't push the production as much. I tried to leave breathing room before, during and after the activities.
I get a little teary-eyed seeing people fly from all over the planet to come spend time with me and the indigo and dogs in this little village in Japan. They make humans look good, arriving with their enthusiasm and good-will packed in their suitcases and over-flowing. In the semi-chaos of ten days together, while witnessing beaming smiles and moments of being here/there together I found some silent spaces to travel by myself. Flashes of wit, tenderness and insight from the workshop members making all the effort worthwhile. Thank you Lesley, Carole, Bee, Kate, Emily and Jennifer sans for sharing those days of your lives with us here in Japan.
A backlog of guests and pictures.
Ako Shimzato's daughter heard the sad stories of Momo and Geiger in Fukushima and sent these dog treats for them with her mother from Washington state. They tried to pull off a Lady and the Tramp spaghetti slurp. So cute.
Anneke's friends from The Netherlands stormed the house for only a single day of intense indigo fun.
Ogata san ran straight for the hunky tattoos again. 95 years old I suppose she knows what she likes.
Victoria and Thomas and Anita visited from Argentina and we spent some magical early spring days together.
And the talented and beautiful Keiko from Toronto charmed us with her storytelling.
And Diana and Jo from Vancouver. Dyeing Diana's hair with indigo.
Time flies by so quickly. I wish I had more time to spend with each guest, get to know them better and have a few more laughs together.