Giant Vegetables

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Freak of nature or thing of beauty? Shortly before New Year’s, Abby and I chanced upon this choice cabbage perched regally in front of a chopstick store on the Hiroo shopping street. Just look at its girth! Unfortunately, I no longer remember the cabbage’s exact weight (which was noted on a piece of paper nearby) but  it was roughly 40 pounds, or about the same size as our dog, Pippi. Now that’s a whole lot of cole slaw!

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Just look at the leaves on that thing! And the veining …. oh my. Hailing from Hokkaido, it is surely as impressive as a country fair prize winner anywhere. Below you will see the cabbage in situ which should give you some idea of its size.

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The japanese fascination with large vegetables is by no means limited to cabbages. Aren’t these radishes amazing? Here the small stuff is sometimes very, very big.

 


More Trash Talk

You can tell a lot about a culture from how it disposes of waste.  Especially in a place like Japan which is so fastidious where garbage is concerned. Apparently, you can also tell a lot about a person by what they throw out.  While working on my book Modern Japanese House (check out this link to learn more), I interviewed a Tokyo-homeowner who lives in a niseitaijutaku (two-generation home) with her in-laws. They live downstairs while the woman, her husband and their son call the upper floors home — not an uncommon arrangement. In response to a question about the privacy pitfalls of such proximate quarters she said “There is privacy even in garbage.”  Enough said. 

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This post is not actually about trash per se but rather about some very special trash cans that Pippi and I zeroed in on during a recent walk.  Riddled with cracks, these blue barrels might have been destined for the closest landfill but, fortunately, some industrious soul saved them from that fate.  Instead of using their damaged condition as an excuse for giving them the heave ho, this person meticulously punched holes in the plastic and laced the jagged fissures back together with plastic rope — quite possibly a discard in its own right.Image

While I applaud the thrift, I am equally in awe of the care that was taken to put these once broken goods back in the line of duty. With a repair like that, they are practically as good as new.  

 


Recycling Tokyo-style

Is there any country that knows how to throw stuff out like Japan?  After a lengthy visit to the US, I was awestruck once again by the orderly disposal I witness here weekly.  Let’s take recycling. On designated days, city-run trucks make the rounds and gather in the glass, metal, plastic and paper for re-use. In preparation, everyone places their contributions in separate, plastic bins set out near the street. The chaos caused by combining everything in one large vessel, as is the practice in parts of the US, is conspicuously absent. Just look at how carefully my neighbors discard their empties!

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Neatly arranged in rows, these spent tins are practically a work of art. While metal cans must be placed in the blue bins supplied by the city, glass bottles go in the yellow ones.

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And then there are the PET bottles. Held in a plastic net bag, each one is rinsed and label-free.
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Newspapers are a whole other animal. They must be properly bundled and tied with string. This iconic image was the inspiration for Bind, Satoshi Umeno’s clever end table. Featured in my book, “Made in Japan: 100 New Products” (check out this link to learn more), it consists of a simple, glass top wrapped with steel strips reminiscent of rope. As the designer pointed out to me, this table makes a pile of paper, neat or messy, look great!
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The Little Crosswalk that Could

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After taking Pippi for her monthly check-up at the Kamishakujidobutsubyoin (try saying that three times in quick succession) out in the wilds of Tokyo’s Nerima-ku (its a real shlep but so worth it), we did a little exploring of the neighborhood: a charming, mostly residential community interspersed with agricultural plots.  If you read my old blog, The Thing Is, you may remember that I have a real thing for urban agriculture.  Imagine my delight and surprise when we discovered rows of artichokes (yes! artichokes!) ready for picking!

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But I digress.  While wandering, we chanced upon the adorable railroad crossing pictured above.  Intended just for pedestrians and cyclists (a metal pole planted in the midway across blocks vehicular passage), it is really cute. It looks like a Brio train set come to life. As you can see, the gate controls passage and drops down, accompanied by a clanging bell, when a train is about to pass. What an idyllic scene.

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Imagine our surprise when we discovered this sign near the gate.  It is a list of Inochi no Denwa hotlines for those contemplating doing themselves in.  Despite this sobering message, the ripe produce and rich, loamy landscape lingered on in our thoughts.


Umbrella Musings

IMG_4560One of the things I love most about Japan is the national enthusiasm for seasonal change.  Here the shift from one sector of the year to the next is heralded with great fanfare. The arrival of ume plum blossoms at the tail end of winter, sakura cherry blossoms in mid-spring and, my personal favorite, ajisai hydrangea at the cusp of summer (right now!) are all causes for true celebration.  Picking up where nature leaves off are the must-have household goods, like furin bells in summer and hokkairon hand warmers in winter. These items tend to be featured in shops at their appointed times of year only. Sure, some of the bruhaha is just crass commercialism. But behind that is a true love of the year’s cycle.

One of my favorite trends is the spurt of interest in umbrellas that manifests itself every year at about this time.  An interlude between spring’s freshness and summer’s full on heat and humidity, tsuyu, or rainy season, lasts for a couple of weeks and has a distinct character. Unlike the strong gusts and torrential downpours during the rest of the year, tsuyu rain has a delicacy all its own.  During these few weeks it is likely to drizzle for part or most of the day but the drops are so gentle that sometimes they seem more like mist.  Though the constant dampness can be a bit of a bother, I quite like tsuyu.  It makes leaves and grass look greener, the sky look grayer and the air feel softer.

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In anticipation of the rain, stores begin trotting out all kinds of specialized gear, such as waterproof hats, rubberized shoes and, of course, umbrellas.  Equally suitable as sun shade and rain cover, the colorful brollies above are the products of NUNO, one of Japan’s finest textile design concerns.  Made of cotton and linen, the individual fibers are waterproofed first at a factory in Yamanashi Prefecture and then woven together. Says NUNO’s Reiko Sudo, this process maintains the fabric’s breathability.

Complimenting the colorful cloth canopy, the structural components are the product of the Osaka umbrella maker Mikawa founded in 1883. The two companies have been collaborating since 2011. The umbrella handles come in two forms: the classic hook, made of either cherry or white birch, and the more wafu-inspired straight shape rendered in maple. All of the hardware is exquisitely detailed. Currently on sale at Matsuya Ginza, these umbrellas are made to last and be loved.  By the way, Matsuya is also hosting a beautiful exhibit titled “Do You NUNO?” celebrating 30 years of the company’s textile greatness. The display will be up until June 10 and I highly recommend it.

Despite tsuyu’s predictability, I would venture to say that people in Japan have a bit of an aversion to getting wet. As soon as the sky begins to darken, out come the umbrellas. While working on my recent book, Made in Japan: 100 New Products, I learned that people here tend to own more umbrellas than in other parts of the world.  No surprise.

To accommodate all of these umbrellas, Japan churns out a remarkable array of storage vessels and drying methods. As soon as the drops begin to fall, many shops roll out plastic sheath dispensers, enabling patrons to carry their wet umbrellas with them without making a mess.  Since most people simply discard the used covers on their way out, this hardly seems like an ecological solution.

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Another more appealing option is the umbrella dryer above.  Basically, this is a V-shaped trough covered with water absorbing material of some sort.

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One simply places the umbrella inside and twirls it around to shake off the droplets.  Once dry, the umbrella is ready to be snapped closed and stored.

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Driving Range Oshibori

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One thing I love about Japan are oshibori, the little, wet towels often presented before a meal or on other occasions when a refreshing wash-up might be welcome. The other day I was at the golf driving range practicing my newly acquired chip-n-run shot.  Located in the heart of Tokyo, our driving range of choice at Meiji Jingu Gaien is a happening place.  I always take note of our fellow patrons.  Most appear to be retirees but there is always a smattering of younger folk.  The other day I saw a woman teeing up in stilettos.  Now that was interesting.

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Imagine my surprise and delight when I spotted this oshibori dispenser.  As you can see, it offers both hot and cold towels, each one individually wrapped in a vinyl pouch. Golfers are free to take the towel of his or her choice to their assigned driving range berth. I have yet to take advantage of my complimentary oshibori but who knows?  When I hit the driving range in the heat of the Japanese summer, I will probably be sweating more than just the small stuff.


Bike Parking

Recently, I accompanied Abby to her final voice lesson with her teacher here in Tokyo.  This entailed traveling by train to Higashi-Kurume Station which is located in a kind of suburban netherland between Tokyo and Saitama.  Abby’s singing was absolutely exquisite.  In fact, her breathtakingly beautiful rendition of Mozart’s operatic aria ‘Un Marito, Donne Care’ made me cry. But her translation of the libretto made me laugh!  Mozart and his cronies definitely had a sense of humor.

DSC_2986On our way back to the station, we snapped these photos of a bike parking lot.  In Tokyo, where many people commute to stations on two wheels, bike lots of various types are common.  What caught my eye this time is the cute, little gate — the same type used for car parking lots in miniature!  It almost looked like a toy.

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Located near the gate, the above sign indicates that there are empty spaces for both bikes (above) and motorbikes (below).

As you can see in the photo at the end of this post, there are separate sections for the two types of cycles.  But both areas are remarkably neat and orderly.

Motorcycles on one side, bikes on the other.

Motorcycles on one side, bikes on the other.


New Year’s Apples

ImageI meant to post about these apples in January but, alas, I did not.  Better late than never, right?  Intended as gifts, each apple is tenderly cradled in its own styrofoam net and adorned with “2013” and a kind of cartoony serpentine creature, this being the Year of the Snake.  I am not exactly sure how these apples are grown but my guess is that a stencil is applied and as the apple ripens the motif appears. Alternately, the skin is sprayed red (yuck!), leaving the seasonal motif in its wake.  At Y6000 for the six-pack (approximately seventy bucks at the then exchange rate), they should have been flying out of the store.

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Garbage Nets

The other day I had a very STSS moment.  I was in the car, hurrying to get to an appointment, when I got stuck behind a garbage truck.  Much to my chagrin, there was nothing I could do but wait since the street was quite narrow. Barely able to keep my foot from the gas pedal, I watched as the uniformed trash collectors had loaded the truck’s gaping maul.  Unlike in the United States, where those ungainly garbage pails on wheels are commonplace, Tokyoites frequently put their trash out in plastic bags: burnables one day, non-burnables the next and recycling after that. Each parcel is neatly packaged and placed directly on the ground at the appointed collection spot at the street edge. Because Tokyo’s crow population aggressively scavenges for food among these discards, the bags of trash are covered with a protective plastic net while awaiting the arrival of said truck. A litter-scattered street is not a pretty sight. And people here go to great lengths to keep the public access ways clean (but that is fodder for another post).  Like anywhere else, the trash collectors hurl the bags as the truck slowly lumbers down the street.  But, before trotting off to gather in the next heap, the blue-suited fellows neatly fold the net and return it to the roadside where it sits, a tidy rectangular bundle (see above), until the next collection day.


Made in Japan Debuts

“Made in Japan” is a simple phrase, but one full of meaning.  From cutlery to chairs, Japan creates some of the most innovative, elegant, whimsical and well-made objects in the world. I should know. I just wrote the book.  Called Made in Japan, it features 100 of the country’s recent design triumphs, each one meticulously curated by moi. It includes everything from a vending machine down to a thumbtack. So you see, I have been sweating the small stuff.  Big time.

A few months ago, while in the throes of writing this book, I got the idea to update my blog.  For starters, writing at breakneck speed (yes, this book had a quick turnaround plus we had a little earthquake that shook things up quite a bit) diverted attention from “The Thing Is.” Basically, I got out of the habit of blogging.  Wrapped up as I was in book research, my eyes were not focusing on blogworthy material. But I also feel that the birth of a new book warrants the release of a new blog.  So here it is.

When I first began my book research, I expected that writing about products would be like writing about small works of architecture – something I could practically do in my sleep. But I am not very good at sleeping and products are not small buildings.  Product design engages a whole different set of criteria, most very closely connected to the body.  While structure and construction are concerns, more often than not in Japan it is the feel of the object in the hand that determines its form and materials. Even a millimeter or two can make a profound difference.

In blog posts to come, you can expect to hear a lot about product design.  I like the subject and intend to keep writing about it here and elsewhere. You will also read about plenty of other minutia, those things – words, deeds, objects — that make daily life in Japan such a pleasure. I marvel at the care, precision and phenomenal attention to detail that exists in Japan like nowhere else.

In the meantime, take a close look at my book on Amazon: