Today I received the photo of my work in last year's art festival 'HANARART' held in Nara from the organization. It brings back a lot of memories. I played improvised music on the djembe at that place then. In this kind of improvisation, I've always wanted to transform the shape of the object or the atmosphere of the place into sounds of instruments, not provide music for the object or the place as BGM. I recommend you closing your eyes when you listen to improvised music, if you are interested in feeling how the rhythm and sounds work in the player. I think it's the best way to share things inside the player's brain and how comfortable he or she is as improvising. Try putting aside things you see with your eyes and concentrate on the sounds or the present moment.
As playing the percussions like a djembe in an improvisation, there's an infinity of rhythm patterns. If I showed a 2-dimensional image of those rhythms, it would be like this. I love drumming something with my hands. I think pianos are also a kind of percussion which has 88 notes made by music wires. I'm crazy about drawing patterns in the way of not only music but also art.
Our rice has been given a superior ranking. Our customers and wholesalers purchased it as usual. I'm so grateful to everyone. The rice dryer worked well and I'm so relieved. Now we are given our daily rice for another year. I thank the deities for guarding our rice for a long time.
Remember our rice brand, Hinohikari that means sunlight and savor the rich flavour and excellent texture of our new rice!
Today we started to harvest rice. Maybe it will be finished tomorrow. After that, we have to dry them in a dryer. It's the most important process. If the rice has moisture a lot, we are not allowed to sell it. So now I'm crossing my fingers that the dryer, the machine will work properly. But I'm sure that it will do well.
After finishing planting rice, we are starting to make pickled plums. We preserve plums in salt water with "aka-jiso", or red perilla. Perilla is said to prevent food from going bad and dispensable to make pickled plums. It has a strong aroma and gives plums beautiful red color. I found its liquid's red or pink color so beautiful that I couldn't drain it and put it on a piece of Japanese paper. I also put a little Indian ink on it. It's an early summer color in Japan. I wish it won't fade, but maybe it will.
It's been the busiest season for rice farmers for a week. Finally we finished planting rice seedlings in fields last week. We wish that all rice plants in our village will grow without any harm.
I like seeing things through clear and blue glass. It takes me back to ancient days in the ocean.
This is a photo of Kannonjicho, Kashihara, Nara prefecture, Japan. Fuku Ikeda's works and music are inspired by the village. It is full of colors and light. We are proud of the scenery of the village. We have been growing rice plants here for as long as about 2300 years. That is indicated by underground remains related to ancient agriculture discovered in the area.
In spring, the rice fields are covered with crimson flowers of rengue-sou, or Chinese milk vetch which has roots containing nitrogen, a substance of fertilizer. Farmers plant them to reduce the use of chemical fertilizer.
We are also proud of the view of Mt.Katsuragi from our village. Mt.Katsuragi is famous for some legends featured in Noh, classical Japanese musical drama since the 14th century. For example, 'Katsuragi' and 'Tsuchigumo' are popular.
We finished planting rice seeds today. We prayed to deities of the sky, the wind and earth for all rice plants in our village.
It's a dull, gray memory that sounds like the harmony in "Portrait of Tracy" by Jaco Pastorius.
A hexagonal white building. When seeing stars in the night sky, I feel as if I was inside a building like this.