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The author left mammoth city Tokyo to settle down in a countryside town. Now he travels back by VR. Not just to Tokyo, though, but to boundless real and imagined worlds.
the rich taste of the tajimi cuisine
Miso is the secret to the sauce.
After almost three decades in Tokyo, an old Japan hand settle down in countryside town Tajimi. It turned out to be a good move.
The patrons of Mino ware pottery not only appreciated the tea bowls in themselves, but perhaps even more so as useful pieces in a political chess game.
Hans is drawn into a stage performance and ends up in a place he didn't expect.
"I may not be around for the next year's festival," said the old man. "But you are here now," said I, "and so am I. Let's toast to that!" "Sure!", he said, and smiled.
The story of Mino ware has more drama, political intrigue, blood and death, and obsession that you would ever think possible. In this first part of my series on pottery in Mino and Tajimi, we will explore how this culture of aesthetic perfection and political power play came into being.
fine pottery for the patrons
The Tajimi local pub Yaburegasa (The Broken Umbrella) is an immensely popular, rustic izakaya where you get friendly with people after a few cups of excellent Gifu produced sake. Drinks are served in fine Mino ware flasks and cups, collected by the jovial mama-san that runs the place.
In this story the author unwittingly finds out about what will happen this year by doing his duties at a local shrine. Article in two parts (1 and 2).
The world of Sake in Tajimi (PaRT 2)
Meet Mr. Mr. Tetsuji Mizuno, who sat down to talk with us about his brewery and a burning passion for dry Sake - Excellently dry Sake....
In the second installment about Aoyama-sensei we learn about his life work - the recreation of the white shiro tenmoku teacups. This article introduce information largely unknown to the English speaking public. An in-depth story about the true origin of this form of pottery for the ceramics lover.
With the arrival of the 1600s Japanese pottery took a dramatic turn thanks to Furuta Oribe, a man obsessed with the aesthetics of tea ceremony utensils, and a warped sense of beauty. Like his master, he met a violent death, forced to take his own life in shame. Today both are viewed as geniuses.
Beginning with part 5 in this series, we will start looking into the future of ceramics in Tajimi. Mino ware is the tradition in the area, but ceramics in this town encompass virtually all aspects of pottery and porcelain as well as tiles production in Japan. We start we a very dynamic craftswoman - Yoshimi Tokuda
In Japan it is a luxury to have a whole tree for yourself when you picnic in the flower viewing season. Here is how to enjoy that luxury in Tajimi.
The culinary interested visitor can not come to Tajimi without a visit to one of its many eel restaurant - at least not without missing out on a royal treat. We interviewed one of the city's master eel cooks, Mr. Hiroyuki Murate, to learn about why, how and where to best enjoy this delicacy.
From the Edo era to the industrial age ceramics production developed in Mino from fine handicraft to mass produced products. Two potters make a discovery that connects the area back to the medieval age again. The two were up late one night, admiring Momoyama era pottery, when they noticed something odd on the inside of the takadai (foot) of a Momoyama era Shino ware tea bowl...
This root is a symbol for long life and health because of its extreme viscosity and refusal to give in to the hard ground in which it grows. And it is super nutritious too! See the video on how to prepare and enjoy it!
the world of sake in tajimi (Part 1)
The world of sake, the Japanese rice wine, extends beyond just what you can drink. In this VR photo essay I will take you to a few such experiences that take place every year
Aoyama-sensei, an experimental archaeological potter, takes us on a journey back to the beginnings of the wobbly lines of Mino ware. It turns out they were mere ripples on the water from older times. Ripples that once traveled through my own little sleepy village.