I’ve been back home from Japan for a few days now, but since when does that slow me down from posting photos like I’m still away?
NEXT day we headed back to N7 art gallery in Nigata, ran by my man Koba Abe (seen pimpin’ below).
I’ve been co-opted by the man, yet again.
N7, like Japonica in Kyoto, was having a two-week long exhibition of the art work of the man like La Mano Fria. La Mano Fria has been holding down the dual city living between Ft. Lauderdale/Tokyo for the last few years, always pushing forward with his message and artwork. Peep game:
We were at N7 for a long time. I started meeting everyone, like Hamazi. Speaking with Hamazi was my first time holding a full fledged conversation with someone who does not speak the same language(s) as me. She did, however, manage to tell me (through like 4 translators) that I’m MEGACUTE, proof that language is totally unnecessary. As you can see below, she liked what I had to say. And that’s all I have to say about that.
Hamazi makes these. The story behind them is too precious, check her out.
One of those pictures that I took because it was so bloggable, but it really speaks for itself.
Throughout the day, this skateboard pwned me fairly bad. I’d done a bit of skateboarding in Kyoto, on a long board. This board knocked all that “I can skate” talk out of me.
Then Kota decided to bring that point home.
Actually, he was super-helpful and managed to school me on a few things. Before the art exhibition and I parted with Kota, he and I discussed a lot of the cooler things about this global culture we have like Shepard Fairey, Alife, and the Ride or Die ethos of all things rebellious and DIY.
Then we rode into the sunset towards Odiya.
to be continued…..(isn’t every blog post?)