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OK, there is definitely enough of the bottle green Thai silk for an uwaginu (the robe with the flowy sleeves) and I've got two different Asian "brocades" in red that could work for the haishi (the vest).
http://www.iz2.or.jp/fukushoku/f_disp.php?page_no=25 shows layered skirts, however, the reconstruction in the Nuikata book has a single skirt in tiers - top tier pleated into waistband, second tier pleated into top tier.

I remembered that Jo Anseeuw has a great gallery of Jidai Matsuri photos on pBase. This one is lovely and gives me a clue about what to do with my hair. Not to mention buying a giant scarf from Dharma and playing with dye.

Photo by Jo Anseeuw.

Another great photo off Flickr, by Jon Rocatis. http://www.flickr.com/photos/rocatis/304448644/
by Karia Butler. Love the details on the skirt. http://www.flickr.com/photos/myurbaneyes/477766547/
by "girl from finito: http://www.flickr.com/photos/girlfromfinito/6282326743/
and http://www.flickr.com/photos/girlfromfinito/6282843906/i which shows Tang influenced shoes.
by Kobby Dagan, hair detail. http://www.flickr.com/photos/kobbydagan/6558463135/
by Eric/Lisa Lee, same group as in the Jo Anseeuw photo above, Note the shoes peeping out from under the one girl's skirt!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ericlty/512202996/

The matsuri re-enactors don't seem to have layered skirts, from what I've found so far, which would mean less to sew. I admit I could go either way on that.
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Mostly because by the time we broke for dinner, the restaurant(s) we checked had lines out the door. We ended up at Speissekammer instead.

I discovered my copy of Seven Samurai is not in the case. I last had it for the flight to Annapolis because I watched it on the plane. It has not turned up. This is a reasonable excuse for me to get a copy of the newly restored version on DVD. I also need to replace Throne of Blood, because what I have is a Chinese release with really odd subtitling.

Let's see, we did Throne of Blood with the weird subtitles, Rashomon (Staffan had never seen it), dinner break, Hidden Fortress and rounded out the night with Big Trouble In Little China.

We made the two open bottles of shochu go away, plus most of a 350ml Kurusawa Kimoto sake. Somewhere along the line, we came up with a new game. Essentially you take a drink every time

1. Mifune walks around with balled fists.
2. Mifune laughs, defiantly or otherwise.
3. Mifune scratches self.
4. Mifune says "Hime." (Hidden Fortress variant.)
5, Mifune (or someone else) cries "Kuso!" ("Shit," though the subtitlers frequently render this as "Damn.")
6. Comic peasant is comical.

Which explains why we ended the night with Big Trouble.
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In other news, I have been informed that the Great Hero of China has been offered knighthood in the Kingdom of the Outlands. We talked this morning and he is supposed to give the king his answer next week. That said, the ball is rolling on the assumption he will accept.  EDIT: He announced publicly on the Tousando that it's a Go for Estrella, so I'm not telling tales out of school.

He has asked me to be one of his spokespeople. Which means I should maybe try to knock out something to wear for the occasion. I'm thinking something from the Asuka period when Japan and China were in early contact. Abe-hime was wearing something of the sort at Twelfth Night and and I liked it. The Kyoto Costume Museum also shows variants such as this.

Except I ALSO just got an inquiry for a commission.....

EDIT: Woot, found exactly what I needed in my library for a Nara outfit - the Nuikata book even has pattern schematics. And I may even have some suitable pieces in the stash to do some of it!  It's slightly later, however, it still demonstrates Chinese influence on Japanese dress, it's a really pretty look and I have enough of my own hair I may be able to do cool things with it.



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Work continues to be crazybusy. (Seriously, if you are a sheet metal worker, pipe-fitter or plumber, we need boots onsite at a bunch of projects in the Bay Area right now.) The kind of busy where I haven't gone out for a walk on break since before Christmas because I don't realize what time it is. I need to do something about that as I am not happy about the fit of my jeans this morning.

Took Blanche for a smog check this AM. I can recommend 4 Less Smog Check on Broadway's Auto Row in Oakland. I was there about 10 minutes after the doors opened, the young man who served me was polite and pleasant, and whisked me in and out in  minutes for $39.99. Just waiting for the results to hit the DMV so I can renew my registration online. Shouldn't've left it so late, but there was this SCA thing that sorta got in the way.

Speaking of which, I've dutifully joined up on several Laurel-y e-lists (for whatever that's worth), though the kingdom one reported an elevation being done at an upcoming event in our Alaskan principality and I was able to meet the Queen at Starbucks after taiko on Tuesday to hand over the kingdom Laurel cloak for the ceremony.

Staffan and I have been talking about doing a Kurosawa movie marathon for ages and I finally pinned him down electronically about a week or so ago and said, "Let's do this thing. I have a stack of DVDs. We can even back-to-back The Magnificent Seven and Shichinin no Samurai." Besides, he made me come home with all that shochu! We picked this weekend and I invited Urtatim and Geoffroi as well. There will be a dinner break for sushi. I haven't had sushi in weeks.

And on that note, I need to go straighten out the futon cover and neaten up the living room.
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Borne towards my duty
By the music of heaven
I swore on my life.
Such duty is no burden
When supported by such friends.

Maddening because it cuts out in the middle of Dame Christian's speech!!!! Which was to the point without being gushy or make me wonder who she could possibly be talking about.



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Because this is far more constructive than self-censoring to protest censorship, right?  Excellent article on copyright posted today and well worth passing on.

Originally posted by [livejournal.com profile] trystbat at
Cut so baronalejandro won't fall off his bike. )
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http://www.flickr.com/photos/erink/sets/72157628767863855/
Courtesy of Erin Kelly. She got some great ones of the Monkey Bearers, our Han Chinese couple and a good evidence shot of how dirty my mo got on that poolside patio.
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Sugoroku box is emptied, reglued and clamped. The contents have been emptied, washed and/or thrown away, prior to being put back in once I'm sure the mend is solid.

While bagging up fabric to be put away, I found the roll of silk that Ii-dono and Abe-hime gave me when I was in Annapolis. Time to make it into something, most likely an inner-layer kosode as it's white with a pale green cloud pattern dyed into it. Might add some touches in gold, but of what?

One of the side effects of (a) my collecting cool pottery and (b) being given MOAR COOL POTTERY is running out of places to keep it. There is a narrow strip of wall (13" wide)  in the living room, between one window and the wall heater. I managed to find some particleboard shelving 12.13" wide at Target that more or less matches the iKea shelves, so now I have a place where I can actually display some of my pretties. I also found a cool, retro looking wall clock for the kitchen for $7.99.
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SO PRETTY!!!!

(Must restrain my comments. Poor man was mortified to have been asked if it were his zori I found the morning after Best Party Ever The Sequel. Especially since they were. )
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Suitcase has been atticked.
Event garb has been laundered and folded.
Laurel scroll has been framed and hung.  I should mention that I tried Blick Art in Berkeley for paper first, but hadn't found anything I was mad about. I did, however, treat myself to a calligraphy brush, a roll of washi and a small bottle of Yasutomo sumi ink because, dammit, I am GOING to learn to sign my name properly this year. Too many of my friends signed their well wishes in kanji. They also had stick ink and ink stones. I'm going to wait on that until I'm feeling more confident about remembering the four lousy characters I need to write my name!

EDIT: I cannot believe I found THIS on Amazon.com of all places.

Flea market rice sack has been pressed and is now hanging in the kitchen.

Twelfth Night gifts have been sorted through and put away, though I spent some time making little bubble-wrap jackets for sake cups and monkey plates, because I fully intend them to get used at events.

Speaking of which, here is a photo of the sake set Mercy/Asakura-hime made. I had admired the tokkuri at October Crown and it vanished mysteriously when I went back to look at it because G had bought it for me. Mercy evidently pressed a piece of her raku-ware on G as a gift for me in case she didn't make it to Twelfth Night. However, she did, with a set of five cups to match the sake flask.  As I've always loved the look of Oribe-ware, I am thrilled to have been gifted with this lovely set.


The raku piece is stunning and this photo does not begin to do the iridescent glaze justice.


Silk scraps have either been tossed, folded or used to tie up the Grudge Wig so it could go back in its bag - and let me tell you, detangling that puppy was pretty horrific.

My living room floor can be seen again!

I think tomorrow's project will be to unload the sugoroku box and reglue the corner into submission. 

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One of the things I never understood when I lived with Gaius was the stack of cardboard folios holding award scrolls under the futon sofa. Someone goes to the trouble of creating a piece of art for you, you should find a place to hang the thing, right? Besides, I figure it's much safer in a frame and on a wall in an apartment this small. Frame was on sale at Michael's and I found some lovely paper with a delicate leaf design in it. Your basic white mat board just was not going to cut it.

Currently it's in the spot inside the front door where my Troubadour was, which means finding another patch of wall space for that or moving this somewhere else. Pros: I'll see it every time I come in the front door or down the stairs, it's out of direct sunlight. Cons: it'll be partially eclipsed by the bathroom door when said door is open. (Wall space is at something of a premium as my third floor space is gabled. Anything I want to hang gets hung downstairs.)

And on THAT note, I really need to deal with the disaster area that is my post-Twelfth-Night living room.
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Ishida no Kentarou Mitsumasa hits one out of the ballpark again. For some sort of gaming event - not clear on which, except that the "mon" is based on something from a game.

I am reminded yet again that I am acquainted with any number of bright, talented, funny, attractive men I can do nothing about except be grateful for their friendship. Oh well.

On that note, I am going to the art store for framing supplies. The sooner I get my scroll on a wall, the safer it'll be.
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I sent my family the link to [livejournal.com profile] bovil's pictures from Twelfth Night. This morning I receive the following email from my mother who really, REALLY ought to know better: Somehow I don't think a swelled head is going to be a problem.

"Amazing  pictures. You look great....did you make the costume ???  Congratulations !!"

Somehow I don't think a swelled head is going to be a problem.

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Quiz show prize goes to Ishida-dono (the redhead in the green in the event pictures). He PM'ed me on the Tousando, having noticed my screen name change. "It pleases me greatly that you are using your newly-deserved title here." As well as a prize for making me feel like a total slacker for couch surfing with a post-event sore throat every night this week and only just getting to the laundry today. He banged THIS out this week.

A review of how much vacation time I have amassed indicates I can probably do An Tir/West War this 4th of July. He has been duly informed that we may make plans regarding dazzling An Tir with Japaneseness.

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While I feel the Hilton ought to comp my room for me sweeping their patio, the mo came out of the dryer looking no worse for the wear, as did my nagabakama. White uchigi is in the delicate cycle all by itself. The hems were pretty vile.... looks good as new.

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Earlier today, the ever-wise [livejournal.com profile] xrian thought to mention to me that "it *is* OK to wear your Laurel medallion to bed, to work etc. for a couple of days if you want to. A surprising number of Laurels have done so, whether they will admit to it or not."

Not only is it not the sort of thing that would've occurred to me, but my new regalia has already induced one panic. I have a history with award tokens: I lost my Corolla Vitae (strung on a paternoster, discovered the silk broke and half of it was long gone when I was undressing), the string of black pearls and garnets given to me by Mistress Guernin Cimarguid which I put my Rose Leaf on exploded no less than three times before I gave up and interred what was left of it in a zip lock bag. As a result, I tend to wear a cookie on the day I get it, then they stay at home. Some are in a drawer in the spice cabinet in the bathroom and my Western Lily and Princess' token from Sora-hime are hanging on the corner of the desk bookcase here where I can see them. The sole exceptions are my Defender of the West torse, which is securely tied around my green brocade obi and has managed to stay there over multiple wearings since I received it in 2009. This led me to string my Cambium on a sturdy cord with a monkey netsuke, which I've worn suspended from my obi/hakama ties several times.

So Sunday morning, I carefully put both medallions in a pouch with a necklace [livejournal.com profile] la_peregrina had given me so I wouldn't lose them and put the pouch in a safe place. I woke up in the middle of the night all freaked out because I couldn't remember where that safe place was, which meant running downstairs and ripping through the several tote bags I'd unloaded the night before. It wasn't there. I made myself calm down and assured myself it had to be in the suitcase, which I'd been too tired to wrestle with and left in the back of the truck. Unloaded the suitcase and brought it up Monday afternoon. No pouch. Checked all the totes again. Checked EVERYTHING again. Including, this time, my purse. Duh.

Current whereabouts is a corner of the bathroom sink right where I can see said pouch every time I go past it before I mentally settle on a place to keep it that I won't forget. Just like I have a routine with where the keys go in my purse and where the purse goes when I come in the house so I don't spend my life running around like a dork searching for my keys. (Eye roll. I swear I inherited this trait from Dad!)

[livejournal.com profile] modehistorique wrote an entry about her Laurel experience (so bummed I was Zen Face Spackling and missed it, because I'm sure it was epic in its own way) and about how awesome her friends/household are and all the stuff they made for her. Now this is awesome and I don't begrudge her a thing because it's all very cool and appropriate for her and she belongs to a household that doesn't consist of stuffed monkeys. My situation is totally different. Imagine my in-kingdom friends trying to hatch any sort of project to surprise me with - without being able to ask anyone what would be appropriate because my niche is the narrow one and I'm the Resident Expert (TM). "We need a live rooster to take the curse off Jose's glove and nobody seems to know what to get Millie or Jimmy for their wedding present."

The Ishiyamas (from Aethelmearc), did, however, make me two lengths of green and gold kumihimo cord.  The lower one has been cleverly fitted with a ring and toggle. I wore both in my ceremony: the short one tied into a bow to hold my wig ponytail was a minor anachronism, but I wanted to display it, especially as the long one was doing hold-the-underlayers-closed duty somewhere under my mo.


And I received two more Cheerful Monkey pieces by Sarre and Elsbeth of Reannag Teine, wrapped in a screaming orange furoshiki with an asanoha (hemp leaf) motif and presented to me by Mistress Sabrina de La Bere and Duchess Catherine Lorraine.
  (MONKEYS!)

Besides, what would Sarah do with a handcrafted sake set by Mercy the Potter anyway? (Will try to get pics tomorrow, so much of this stuff is still packed protectively.)  I can see one of my winter projects needs to be padded pouches for my fragile goodies.

Yeah, I made out just fine.

The wish tree was a success once folks figured out how it worked. It was in the room for the Friday night party, then on a table in the feast hall Saturday, with a supply of papers and a couple Sharpies. I managed to get a bag over it and transport it home without taking it all down and it's currently sitting on top of the Gaius Auklandus Memorial Monolith (a 37" tube TV). Lots of good stuff on it too, ranging from the touching, to the Zen ("Before peerage: chop wood, carry water. After peerage: chop wood, carry water.") to the completely random ("I like turtles.")
(Courtesy of Mozelle Williams.)
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Back to work and it's been CRAZY busy. I spent a significant chunk of Monday doing Zen photocopying as our guys had cleaned us completely out of new-hire packets. We picked up four or five while I was out Friday and I had to deal with six packets in the middle of the madness that is Payroll.

Dutifully signed up for the kingdom's Laurel e-group yesterday. This precipitated a lengthy email from Duke Henrik, by way of "introduction." Turns out he's an avid collector of Japanese swords and had at one time wanted to pursue Japanese activities in the SCA, but there wasn't much to work with at the time and he didn't want to do it badly. (I've met the man, this does not surprise me in the slightest.) He expressed interest in sitting down with me at some point and discussing a possible commission. I expressed interest in his interest and recommended he check out the Tousando. He's already made his first post there.

Speaking of which, I modified my profile name over there. Instead of "Makiwara," my screen name says "Saionji Shonagon." (Squee! Let's see who it confuses.)

I hurt like hell right now and I figure it's a combination of pre-Twelfth Night muscle tension, dragging around the weight of my garb (and wig) on Saturday and this evening's two hour taiko practice. I'll pop an Advil before bed and maybe try to catch someone at the massage chair after work tomorrow.

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Number of garments I am wearing: Seven (four layers of false uchigi were achieved.)
Number of out-of-kingdom "accessories" in this picture: eight. (Doesn't everyone look AMAZING? Though my wig was definitely attempting a circumpolar navigation of my scalp at this point.)

Number of musicians in my personal gagaku ensemble: three.
(Left to right, Abe Akirakeiko, Ii Saburou Katsumori, Ishida no Kentarou Mitsumasa.)

Number of monkeys hanging out on my train: three.

Number of laurel medallions worn: two, both gifts from friends: one is brass and enamel and the one visible in the photo below is black stained wood with chip carving.

Number of Best Party Ever: two. Ended up spending Saturday night trying to finish off the leftovers from the moon-viewing party. Only new bottles kept mysteriously appearing. Came home with two bottles of sake, half a bottle of umeshu, two of shoju, and two red wine. I blame Staffan for the proliferating shoju bottles.

Number of ZOMGWTF Gold Ink Amazing [livejournal.com profile] danabren art: One. (Will attempt to get a decent photo or two tomorrow afternoon when I can try to shoot with some natural light, but this one was posted to FB by Lady Jocelyn Rowanwood.)

Number of painfully adorable and well-behaved* children invited to be Monkey Bearers for the procession: three. Hope someone got photos! (I had no doubts of the girls, but Robert's all of four and all the hurry up and wait was hard for him.)

Well, you get the idea. It doesn't get any better than this. Will write more when I'm not so crispy. but I knew you'd all kill me if I didn't post something.

EDIT: Jocelyn just sent me this. I still need a shot that doesn't obscure the top margin, but I didn't want to take it all the way out of its protective bits.
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I just wasted my entire afternoon. Bought two containers of the exact same paint because I had a feeling the cotton duck I bought for a new banner was going to eat it (sure enough it did), and when I opened the second container. Guess what? It's not even close to the same shade of blue. Delta Ceramcoat acrylic. They're getting a nasty letter and a bill for the materials I wasted on principle.

I might as well not have bothered. So we'll just have to use the tatty old banner with the bad calligraphy, because I have work and taiko tomorrow and no more time to screw around with this project.
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Last night, on a whim, I checked Teh Intarwebz to see whether the first Sunday antiques flea market was on and resolved that if I woke up at a decent hour, the Sweatshop Of Crying Monkeys would have a holiday.

However, I got up late enough that I didn't want to try to bike out. My knee is feeling better again, but I'm out of shape and an eight mile round trip is more than I quite felt up for. Besides, the point of today was to attempt to relax.

It being New Year's, the place was nowhere near the madhouse it can be. While there were lots of empty vendor spaces, there were plenty to keep me occupied. I walked around, got some fresh air, treated myself to a Belgian waffle from a food truck and promptly got all the powdered sugar all over my black tee shirt trying to eat it. One vendor had a single iron Japanese stirrup inlaid with silver flowers. He said it was 16th or 17th c. and it might have been. (Not as nice as this one, but they are very distinctive.)  Came home with a couple of inexpensive treasures, a great rice sack that will look cute on the kitchen wall ($10), and one of those little Japanese cardboard drawered boxes with an arrow motif that I just had to have. ($8).
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  Of course, by the time I came home and finished my lunch, I was feeling headachy. I took a couple Advil and crashed out on the futon for a bit in front of some "Treme" reruns on HBO.

   Right now I'm taking a break from punching holes in the tanzaku and    putting buttonhole thread ties on them for hanging off the wish tree. The $3 hole punch I bought at Office Max is a piece of crap, so I just dug out a big carpet needle and started punching the card stock by hand.

Feels good to be on track. I've still got things to do this week, but I no longer feel like my head's going to explode.
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Just posted in the past hour to the kingdom list. "Note that this is a dry site - alcohol must be purchased from the Hotel. If we
see any open bottles, we will ask you to remove them. Otherwise, the hotel can lose their liquor license, and may not allow us back."

Isn't it a good thing that the tasting room at Takara is closed this weekend so I couldn't make an expensive sake buy BEFORE I found this out???? The kinpaku is $35 and the Antique is $55 a bottle.

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