KIMONO

I cannot but mention this sudden japanese invasion in my life. It started very subtile. A conversation with my portuguese-parisien-scottish friend about a trip to Toquio while researching on the use of stones in art. Then a Christmas gift that I read avidily. The author: the nipponic best-selling author Haruki Murakami. His writting compeling, contemporary, moving. While in Lisbon I travelled under the Tokio night veil and followed his characteres thru this foreign (to me) culture. Then the visit to the Museum of Orient... The masks, the rituals, the samurai armours and the small medicine containers beautifully ornamented... New chapter today: I am to cover the celebration of the Japanese New Year happening in a week in one of the schools I work with. I accept you tempura. You are destined to feed me in new ways. Maybe your ingredients will allow me to see further (it is actually an original portuguese recipe taken by the sailors).
I take thee. It is true that I've always wanted to own an authetic Kimono...

PS 1- Arigato Marco. Escondida por detras das guitarras electricas estava Adele. Uma voz magnifica com aquele jazzy feeling que aprecio more and more. Bela descoberta... E so tem 19 anitos. A seguir!

PS 2 - Eu sei, eu sei... o aviao amarou em NY. Ca esta uma das imagens do ano... Mas eu queria era chamar a atencao para o facto de hoje terem feito 7 graus negativos. Aqui, onde eu moro. This means before leaving the house I put on the most ridiculous number of garments: gloves, hat, scarf, ear protector, overcoat, boots... Aaaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!