Hi there. I am back in a train on my way to Hiroshima, so back to writing. I realize that I should speed up a little bit. I am kind of late. It is December 15th, I am leaving on 21 or 22nd and still writing about November. Bad.

So Monday November 30th was a pretty quiet day dedicated to a field trip to the Hara Arc Museum. It is part of the Hara Museum in Tokyo, but one hour from the city in the countryside.
The Hara Museum nicely offered me an escort in the person of Yako. She met me at the IH at 10am and then we took a train deep into Japan. I am always nervous when I leave Tokyo. I do not know why. It might be the idea of going to the countryside. Hara Arc is very strange.
First it is a very beautiful little building designed by Isosaki. Black with 2 symmetrical parts. It is dedicated to the collection of Mister Hara and one can see works by On Kawara, Araki, Morimura, Miwa Yanagi, and a beautiful installation by Kusama. Mirrors and black dots.

The weird thing about this beautiful place is that it is located in the middle of nowhere, and in the middle of a farm. I mean not a real farm. An attraction park built as a farm where kids and their parents can enjoy the purity of the air and the joys of country life. It also means that you have animals like cows, horses, chickens running around you on your way to the entrance of the museum. Of course, because it is an attraction park, you have a soundtrack which sounds very much like country music. It was nice for a couple of hours, but then the quiet-ness of the place started to seem very heavy so Yako and I went back to the station and to Tokyo. We went to see some galleries. Nothing special to remember I am afraid. We jumped into Comme des Garçons store. Very dangerous place indeed.

At night nothing I remember to be shared with the world, or maybe nothing that I really want to share with the world.