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The temple bells toll:
A spring night's dreaming mirrors
Life's impermanence.
In the dark I lie, counting
Beloved faces like coins.



(I think I riffed on the Gion Shoja passage of the Tale of the Heike before, but felt like taking another crack at it from a slightly different angle.)
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For a few brief hours
We warred and feasted beneath
Bright painted banners.
No longer a lady, I
Sit and fold my own laundry.
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To my left, the lovely Fu-ren Wu Xi Lian, whose stencil-fu is fully equal to mine, or will be, now that I have revealed to her the Cuticle Scissor Secret Of Cutting Curves. I didn't bother with the over skirt this time around - I figured it would be warm enough without. My sleeves could stand to be longer, but I had a feeling they'd drive me insane. My scarf could also stand to be longer (yeah, I dip dyed it), however Wu says she usually skips one because IT is a pain in the patoot. 

The collar of the haishi is supposed to be cut on the bias, based on extant examples, however, we all know what Asian Brocades are like to work with, so I just cut it on the grain.

The obi is one I've had for ages. It seemed to work well with this look and was the right width.

My hair ornaments consist of three glass headed hatpins from The Treasury, a couple of brass findings I picked up at a bead store and one of my Laurel pendants. They all stayed put, even through a fair bit of formal bowing, to my profound relief. I could not manage to get my hair to cooperate for side-locks, however. I do like the new bun pins I tried this time out. They hold well and don't have to be gouged into one's skull.

The shoes were comfortable, however, I need to reglue the fabric in a number of spots as the flexion from walking made it try to pull away from where I'd stretched it.

I don't take pictures at events and I don't have any of Li's knighting because I was part of the ceremony, but someone surely got some and I will share when I see them.

More in a separate post, must go rotate a laundry load.

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Another moon sets
On a good conversation
And many shared cups.
Would we sit up so late if
We could do so more often?

No chili cheese Fritos were harmed in the making of this tanka, though several bottles of sake were emptied.
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It's getting to be that time! I'm posting this early as I will be offline until Sunday night.

Here's the concept:
Write one tanka (waka)* a day for the month of April.

*Resources on tanka:
http://www.ahapoetry.com/TANKA.HTM
http://www.americantanka.com/
http://www.wodefordhall.com/heianpoetryjam.htm

The spirit of this poetic form being the impermanence of this dewdrop life, no other make-ups are permitted. If you miss a day, you miss a day and as in real life, you never get it back. (You're on the honor system here....)

No limits on subject matter other than any you chose to impose upon yourself. Hopefully, some moment in your day will inspire you to write about it.

If you write more than one tanka a day, fine. However, you may not carry over tanka to other days. You have to write a poem on each day.

(If you are inspired to "answer" someone else's poem, great. Personally, if I do so, I am not going to
count it toward my daily assignment. The idea is to come up with something myself each day. What you do is up to you.)

Adherence to the 5-7-5-7-7 line/syllable count is required, otherwise it's not a tanka.

It's poetry, not stereo instructions. It should say something and it should make sense.

No rewrites. (I know, I'm evil, but it's part of the process of practicing this form. At least for me.)

If you want to share your poems, you may post them to this thread at http://community.livejournal.com/tankachallenge/profile

This challenge originally premiered in 2008.

Good luck everyone!
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I'm outta here as soon as the last payroll batch scan hits my email so I can forward it on.

See you on the other side of the war.
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All packed for Estrella and loaded into the truck except for one tote bag.

Downloaded some old Yoshida Brothers' albums and put 'em on my iPod for the road.

Tore out the lining of my green broken-fan uchikake as it never quite hung right and stitched up the bits that needed it.

Found some red linen in the remnant box and made George a new tunic.
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Super productive day:

Touched up my roots.

Put the last couple pieces of Velcro on Mitsuhide's pants. I spent way more time on these than he's paying for, but I'M happy with the result.

Made the ridge-pole valance for my tent that I've been meaning to make FOREVER and finally got around to doing. (It'll cover the unsightly gap between the pole and the tops of the blinds.

Baked two batches of kasutera: the seven-egg batch was still a bit wet, the six-egg batch appears to be close to what the recipe describes. Amazingly, they all taste more or less the same, the consistency is just a bit different.

Webbed the recipe on Wodeford Hall.

Loaded drums and other items into truck. (I just have to pack my garb and a few other items at this point.)

Reorganized small sewing kit and started putting sleeves on the yabane kosode. I don't need to finish it right away, I'd be happy to work on it in camp at war some morning.

Made new business cards using the inkan I had carved at the Asian Art Museum.

Just realized that George is still wearing Japanese stuff from Twelfth Night and I had to cut him out of his tunic, so he may need to have a new one. I don't think I have any red left in the scrap bag, though....


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Waking up to a steady tattoo of rain on the skylight while it was still dark out and rolling over to go back to sleep on my own warm, dry futon. It's been going all day.

Finding a promotional email from J. Peterman in my inbox for a special sale and actually finding a discounted item in my size! I dithered through breakfast and then came upstairs and ordered this. Summer's coming, surely I'll find some occasion to wear it.

Getting up and running some errands: First Bevmo for a bottle of Wandering Poet, which they've finally begun restocking. Didn't care much for their other sake offerings, so I picked up a few things at CostPlus, then headed toward Berkeley. Found some brass flowers at the good bead shop that'll work as hair ornaments with my Nara ensemble. Then I hit Tokyo Fish Market for the second sake buy, recommended Choya to an older white guy who was looking for plum wine, and sampled a tea made from roasted soy beans called, I shit thee not, O My Readers, Ninjabeans. It had a nutty, roasty flavor that wasn't bad, and you can eat the beans when you're done steeping 'em. I bought a package and may make some up at war. I also came home with some octopus salad for lunch (it was pretty good too). Oh, and a detour in to REI to use a promotional coupon for a bigger aluminum camp pot and some socks.

Ripping the original waistband off Mitsuhide's fighter pants and putting a new one on by hand. Yes, hand sewing cotton duck is work, but I like how it looks so far. I should be able to finish it this evening easily. The only part that really sucks is all the gum from the Velcro backing that's getting on my needle. I have a bottle of alcohol on the side table and a couple cotton swabs for when it gets too gunky, but it's one more thing to have to deal with.

Enjoying "Generation Kill" on DVD. I liked this miniseries about the invasion of Iraq a lot when it aired and the DVD set was down to $19.99 at Helmart, when I bought the duck for Mitsuhide's pants. The production/cast commentaries are fascinating as they include writer Evan Wright and some of the military consultants who were part of the original recon unit and came on board for the production.

Mulling over what to say when I speak at Li's knighting.
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Some of you may remember "JAF," the nice mercenary stick jock-type from the Outlands for whom I did a clothing commission about a year ago. Well, a few weeks ago, I got a PM from his lady: the Company wanted to make him a special gift and did I have any ideas about what might be appropriate? I mentioned that a samurai might be rewarded for service with land, weapons, bolts of silk or clothing, etc. and did he need some rattan or fabric? I agreed to give it a think and let her know if I came up with any ideas for him. In later chat with Himself, he told me he'd been made Loremaster (not familiar with the hierarchy of the group, but it means he's now their A&S maven), and is planning to try to get his people involved in classes at Estrella and so forth. He also got a brand new sewing machine for his birthday recently.  And lastly, he invited me formally to have tea with him and his lady at Estrella.

So I went to Ichiroya.com and started looking at kimono bolts, a dangerous activity to begin with, and even more challenging when it involves trying to find something period-appropriate for a guy. (The pickings are also thinner anymore on eBay after the Tohoku disaster of last spring. Great, I feel like a heel for typing that, but it's true.) I PM'ed S with links to one or two and asked her opinion and what their gift budget was. We picked something out, I ordered it (and found something for myself to reduce the shipping), she Paypal'ed me not only their share but a nice chunk of change on top of it. (When I asked if she was sure she'd meant that much, she confirmed I'd saved her a lot of trouble by hunting it down for her, so it paid for most of MY silk bolt.)

Ichiroya.com is great to deal with and I've had excellent shipping karma at the cheaper SAL rate, but I was a little concerned that it get here in time for me to take to Estrella. The delivery slip was in my mailbox when I got home last night and I picked up the package today. (YAY!) And of course, everything is even prettier than it was in the photos. S has been PM'ed with the news and the bolt has been tucked into the corner of my suitcase.
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Right after I called to let Ed know I wasn't going to Crown I came home, ate something, and fell asleep on the sofa for a solid two hours, which means I really, REALLY needed it. I suspect the relief of making a decision to skip Crown had something to do with it.
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I am currently eying reports from Weather.com, Weather Underground and NOAA regarding conditions predicted for this weekend. It's not bad enough that Crown is smack on top of my departure for Estrella, but rain appears likely. The question is, how much and how bad? Particularly as I'm planning on leaving for Estrella Tuesday immediately after work, which means everything that's going there needs to be clean, dry, packed and re-loaded Monday night. (Particularly as last March Crown was the one when I face-planted in a mud-puddle while attending the Princess of Cynagua in a downpour.)

I shall have to defer a Go/No Go decision until Thursday, so I can notify Edward Le Kervere whether I'm planning to camp.
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I don't know why accepting a commission makes me so mental, but it does. Maybe because I'm afraid the person won't like the final result. Anyway, I'd promised to come up with a pair of "fighter pants" for one of the Estrella Rising Sun guys, basically a pair of tattsukebakama (aka "ninja pants") with a velcro closure instead of hakama ties, for under armor wear. I said I'd make them in any color I could find except black (it's too damn hard to see what I'm doing on black any more!), and quoted him a price dependent on Cheap Cotton Duck from Walmart, delivery to be made at Estrella (where I can peel it back off him and make adjustments if necessary).

Anyway, I got up this morning and started cutting them out, only to discover that shrinkage in the wash meant an emergency run to the Walmart where I bought the duck in the first place. Fortunately they still had plenty on the bolt and I was able to get home and get the extra bit washed and dried while I worked on the part I could cut out. A few hours later, I just have to pleat the tops into the waistband and pleat the legs into the kyahan.

I have NARA SHOES!!!!

I had to think a bit about size and shape. I was waiting for my nabe-udon leftovers to reheat and found myself staring at a wooden kitchen spoon in the utensil bucket and it was just the right shape and size.... I know. My mind is a weird place.

The toe ornaments are sewn and glued onto the shoes. I discovered after I started sewing the first one onto the toe of the shoe, it was causing the fabric to lift off from where it had been glued. So I finished stitching along the front edge of the sole, reglued that edge down. Then I put some glue onto the point of the toe, pressed the "flower" back into it until the glue had hardened and ran another line of glue along the top of the shoe where it met the back of the shoe. After that was dry, I added a few stitches along that upper line as well. We'll see how they hold up.




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Which is the other reason I am staying in to work on a garb commission.

On the other hand, I did discover these people in a random and perverse moment of wondering what happens if one googles "Japan Irish Music." They're called the Cherry Cokes.

Cool link.

Mar. 16th, 2012 09:31 pm
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Portuguese link on Castela (Kasutera). Check out the beautiful living "namban screen" in the beginning of the video. It's unfortunately being a butt about allowing Google Translate to deal with the text.  What I would love to find is a period Portuguese or Spanish version of the recipe that predates the one in the Nanban Cookbook.
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Completely spaced on Daylight Savings Time, but the clocks are all set now. Sliced up the kasutera and took it down to the park in Fremont for Clan Makita's practice in the park in Fremont and finished seams and hems on the uwaginu while the guys did spear drills. (I just have to attach a collar and it's done.)  A day later and the kasutera seems somewhat more spongy than it was straight out of the oven. Pallidus liked it and Nate had at least four pieces.

I participated in some armor geekage with Raj while he was turning pork chops on the grill. Good pork chops too!
(Which is why dinner was ramen.)
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Uwaginu is cut out, partially assembled and in the process of being stenciled with laurel wreaths, which aren't particularly Japanese OR Chinese and most of 'em will be hidden under the haishi, but I wanted 'em, especially as I'm going to be doing the whole Laurel spokesperson thing for Li's knighting. (Typing this while waiting for paint to dry enough to move it on the table.)

The silk on the $3 Chinese paddle fan has received two coats of white textile paint to cover the printed lady on it and now has a third  coat that was mixed with some orange acrylic paint, which is the color of the miniature fan from one of the Astana tombs. It's decorated with plants and birds. If it dries too bright, I'm putting another thin coat of white over it. I also need to put a longer handle on the thing, but I'm mulling how to best do that. For some reason, Tang dynastyNara period fans have long-ass handles on them. http://www.xabusiness.com/china-resources/sui-tang-chinese-paintings.htm shows some examples. I mean LOOK at these mothers. Makes the Smackity Fan look downright innocuous.


I still need to figure out the toe ornaments for the shoes. The Chinese ones in some of these paintings are even more exaggerated than the ones in the Shosoin slippers.

Anyway, I'm well on track to being able to field test this look at March Crown.

EDIT: After an emergency store run when I discovered I was 1/4 cup shy of how much flour I needed, I just threw a pan of kasutera in the oven at 350 with the timer set to 15 minutes. I plan to check it periodically until it's done and note the baking time as it didn't appear in the period source.

That's right, sports fans. This is my first attempt at baking from a historical source.

"Knead together 10 eggs, 160 momme (600 grams or 2.5 cups*) of sugar and 160 momme of wheat flour. Spread paper in a pot and sprinkle it with flour. Place the dough on top of this. Place a heat source above and below to cook. There are oral instructions." Eric Rath, Food and Fantasy in Early Modern Japan, quoting the Nanban Ryorisho or Southern Barbarian's Cookbook, which dates from 1641.

Well, I didn't get dough. What went into the pan was a sweet, yellow batter, which tells me that ten 17th century eggs may not be anywhere near the same volume and wetness as ten modern large Grade As. I used plain granulated white sugar and Gold Medal all purpose flour (sifted), and hand mixed it with a wooden spoon, then into a large rectangular pan lined with parchment paper.

Ah well, we'll see what comes out of the oven in a bit.....

It LOOKS like cornbread. 30 minutes at 350 (preheated) and it didn't stick to a bamboo skewer tested in three spots (it's a big pan). I just sliced off a small piece and the consistency is very cornbread-like as well. It only rose about an inch in the pan. Sweet, cakey (none of the sponge qualities of the modern version we had at Twelfth Night), very mild and unassuming to a modern palate, but to a culture who had never had things made with sugar in it? Or that many eggs? I can absolutely see the appeal. While my giant modern eggs may have gotten in the way of this being an accurate result, it's darn near perfect as a "breakfast bread" for a Sunday morning peerage meeting.

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Remember these? They're a pair of sengai in from the Shoso-in repository. The description in the back of Jodai-Gire: 7th and 8th Century Textiles In Japan from the Shoso-in and Horyu-ji indicate that these were definitely ladies slippers and very definitely meant for indoor wear, being made of ramie fabric and paper covered in silk. 

I, of course, would love to have some to go with the Nara outfit I'm working on. However, I'm going to have to wear them outdoors, so my version, of necessity, is going to have to be more costume-y than historic reconstruction.

Step 1. Cannibalize a pair of cheap, rubber soled flats from Target and glue recalcitrant Asian brocade to the upper. Curse frequently while getting hot glue all over fingers and bamboo skewer one while trying to stretch and manipulate fabric into place. Yes, I actually own a glue gun, remembered where it was and even had glue sticks in the same place.



If you look carefully, there's a scrap of this fabric on the ironing board behind the heel of the shoe which is extremely shiny and red when right-side-out. However, the back side is just as pretty, if not more so, and may be less likely to develop snags than the shiny side.

Next up, decorating the toes......
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Tired and sore with a slice of strawberry rhubarb pie for breakfast and a chance of chair massage this afternoon.

To elaborate, I did go into SF on Friday night  to check out [livejournal.com profile] kproche's entry in the Barbot 2012 thingy. The spectral glow of LED lights led me to the proud parents of Thinbot and I got to be the first victim of the night.

The little black box on the table at lower right is a touch-screen controller which allows you to order one of several pre-programmed cocktails (or mix your own). Once ordered, Thinbot dispenses the necessary ingredients in the necessary amounts via a nifty multiple nozzle unit into your waiting cocktail glass, or in this case, plastic champagne flute. My guinea-piggery was a classic Gimlet, and the discovery that the hollow stem caused the ingredients to layer instead of mixing themselves. A stir with a plastic straw improved matters. If the guts of the thing interest you, visit K's blog. I'm not an engineer, but I thought it was kinda neat, myself.

There were other entries, of course, including a brass and wood steam-punkish elixir producer and a beautiful, bright red 50's looking butler robot. I only stayed about an hour though, as it was crowded and noisy, conditions I don't particularly enjoy. More photos can be seen here.

Got up Saturday morning with delusions of trying to go to the Oakland Library White Elephant Sale early, as it's just across the estuary. Parked on the Alameda side of the bridge, walked two blocks, saw a HUGE crowd and snarled traffic when I hit the corner and turned around. I had to be in Sebastopol by 3 for a taiko workshop anyway, so I got in the truck and decided to hit the outlets in Petaluma: the haul includes some clearance priced tops, bras and panties (my main goal!) and a pair of Bass clogs.

I drove through Sebastopol and had a leisurely tuna melt with sweet potato fries and very good coleslaw at the Henweigh Cafe and caught up on my latest issue of Smithsonian, then headed back to the south end of town to the local Buddhist Temple for a three hour workshop with Sonoma County Taiko. Some of you may recall that they played at Takeshi and Sora's Investiture last January, which is why Micah had tipped me off about the workshop and invited me to come up. Pretty good turnout and a mix of complete beginners, plus ringers (me and two of my classmates who had come up, plus a couple SCT members). In the course of the workshop we learned a piece for performance, which we did in front of an audience at the beginning of a concert in the evening. Then we got to enjoy a performance by our hosts. I made some mistakes during the performance, by which time I had a pounding headache that the Advil was not touching - the room was a wooden gymnasium, basically. Still, it was great fun and I got some nice photos of the performance.



The rest of the set (huge and unretouched) is here. .

And on that note, I need to eat some breakfast and pleat my mo already.

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