I am a cloud chaser.
At least, that is what i’ve always liked to do since i was a little girl. I am pretty sure that most people have a memory of such an experience — lying on a patch of grass, perhaps under a tree, just gazing at the clouds passing by and finding shapes like airplanes, and giraffes. For whatever reason, as a young girl I gave this activity much dedication (besides drawing).
Watching the clouds drift, reshape, dispearse….sometimes it is a more or less linear movement across the sky, but in other times it betrays expectation. Hot and cold atmosphere twirl and blend, creating scenes that are splendid or incomprehensible but always a wonder. Cummulous clouds fed by strong winds are the most fun to watch; For me it is a never-ending game of charades and story-telling. I could just immerse myself in a spectacular show unfolding, as I engaged by sometimes providing commentaries and voice-overs.
And then there’s the “fish scale clouds” as they are called in Japanese, when the clouds form a loose pattern of arcs that look like fish scales across the sky. As a girl I thought it looked like a fishing net, which is based on a Japanese saying that “fish scale clouds” meant abundance of fish which meant a great day for fishermen out in the sea. A thought like that always took me to seas unknown, rejoicing amongst fishermen I never knew.
Not surprisingly, as i grew up i didn’t find myself surveying the skies so much. But I never forgot my humble recreation as a child. At times the sky commands attention, like in a fiery sunset, and that is when I would think about the time I used to chase clouds. Until one day I found myself longing, if I had all the time in the world, I would just go watch the clouds roll by.
Something as simple as looking up and losing myself there became something I couldn’t afford (the time) anymore. And that became a symbol and a reminder to me — of all kinds of things I wish to do — that are very simple yet hard to act upon.
And now.
I am glad to say that I chase clouds for fun. And this is my shop.
xo,
yoshiko




























