Thoughts from Hyojin's Tea Table.
People, objects, and moments in time — considered notes on making, wandering, and the art of living.
Odysseus, Adorno and a Pair of Greek Sandals
Odysseus, Adorno and a Pair of Greek Sandals
Greek sandals arrived to sai sai achilles, before Odyssey film has even been released.Giving Adorno another reason to be disappointed in modern life. Read more...
On Björk and Other Beautiful Mutations
On Björk and Other Beautiful Mutations
Is there any creature on Earth more terrifyingly lovable, more beautifully bizarre, more impossible to explain than Björk? Read more...
What We Thought Was Ours
What We Thought Was Ours
We thought it was ours. Our taste, our body, our choices. Read more...
Still Standing
Still Standing
A reclaimed fragment of wood, no longer defined by its origin. Read more...
A Day Trip to Mashiko
A Day Trip to Mashiko
A short drive from Tokyo to Mashiko. Ceramics, good food, nice people, and a few places we return to. Read more...
Tea Time with Minatsu
Tea Time with Minatsu
Barista Minatsu works at bricolage bread & co. in Roppongi, leaving drawings that stay with the day, like small letters. Read more...
Hello, again.
Hello, again.
I still find myself reaching for this beautiful belt when something feels a bit too plain. Read more...
A Few Thoughts in March
A Few Thoughts in March
Looking at the Marie Storm satin skirt, I find myself juxtaposing it with Marie Antoinette. (Telefono playing somewhere in the background.) Read more...
A Visit to Enoura
A Visit to Enoura
A day trip from Tokyo to Enoura Observatory, created by Hiroshi Sugimoto. Stone, horizon, and a bamboo grove above Sagami Bay — followed by a perfect seafood lunch near the... Read more...
Kyoto City Guide
Kyoto City Guide
Just a handful of places that stayed with me. Read more...
Pink Ballet Flats, A Personal Romance
Pink Ballet Flats, A Personal Romance
On the era of Amy Winehouse and Kate Moss, before Miu Miu’s ballet revival. Read more...
Blackmore’s Night — My Ultra Violet Moon
Blackmore’s Night — My Ultra Violet Moon
I have always preferred the offbeat, the fraction that resists the measure. At nine, playing The Lion King, I set a Blackmore’s Night CD upright before the screen. It felt... Read more...