Sayonara, Japan!

My time in Japan was such a whirlwind that, despite my best intentions, I am just getting the chance to write about my experiences now that I’m back in the States.

For the first 10 days of my time there Fujino was my home away from home. And what a home it was!

Our group of 10 “Indigo Otters,” coming from California, New York, Texas, Russia, Australia, and our contingent of two from Wisconsin, met each other at a hotel in Tokyo and got to know each other as we traveled with Bryan by subway and train to Fujino, about an hour west of Tokyo. For the last leg of our journey we traveled by car through the twisting mountain roads to Bryan’s beautiful home, surrounded by terraced tea plantations, gardens, rivers and streams.

This 200-year-old silk barn has been skillfully reclaimed over the years by Bryan to become a center for the study of traditional Japanese textiles and a comfortable home for his students.

Front entrance flanked by indigo vats
Kitchen and third floor bedroom

It was cold and rainy for most of our time there, so Bryan’s beautiful bath house out back was my refuge at the end of the day. Like all the other rooms of the house, the dressing room had one of Hiro’s beautiful flower arrangements. After showering you remove the wooden lids from the tub and slip into the hot water of the furo. While soaking you can try to stay awake by watching out the window for a possible sighting of the local monkeys who come looking for ripe persimmons. (I never was lucky enough to see them but some people in our group did.) And then the icing on the cake is to slip into your bed that has been warmed by these incredible Japanese hot water bottles that Bryan had for all of us. It gets filled with very hot water and slipped into its drawstring bag made from recycled wool sweaters. The top gets tucked in with a kitchen towel before the bag is cinched closed and then slipped between your covers. This might be one of the best inventions EVER! That bottle was still warm the next night and I just had to replace about a third of the water every night to keep toasty warm.

For the next 10 days we lived, ate, learned and worked here together, sharing meals, stitching late into the evening, sharing knowledge and resources, dips in the indigo vats and lots of laughs.

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Oh, and we survived a typhoon together, too! More on that later….

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We’re here! It took a six-hour drive to Chicago, 12-hour flight to Tokyo, 90-minute bus ride from the airport, ten-minute walk to the hotel, and a 14-hour jump ahead into tomorrow, but we made it.

Thunder Bay is out there somewhere

Many of those hours on the plane were passed by making progress on another of our homework assignments, a stitched shibori linen piece that feels like it will take a lifetime to complete.

Mokume Shibori 

It will all be worth it once we are immersed in stitching and dyeing.  But first, a day to take in as much of Tokyo as we can.



Eleventh hour

It’s not like the world really needs another blog or anything. I imagine cyberspace is already humming along quite well without my added megabytes. But I’m about to launch into a three-week trip to Japan to study indigo dyeing and shibori techniques, so this seemed like a good time to finally dip my toe into the blogging world and to have a way to share what I’m learning with friends and family, as well as other textile artists who like me have fallen in love with the magic of indigo.

And now it’s the eleventh hour, time to get the last tasks crossed off the ‘To Do’ list, pack the bags, and make the trek to Chicago for the flight to Tokyo. The 13-hour flight!

But first… homework.


One of our assignments was to design and cut three katazome stencils that we’ll use to apply a rice paste resist to our fabric before immersing it in the indigo vat. This is a new technique to me so I’m really looking forward to seeing how it turns out.