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About Osaka

Met this one prossie—Cherry, she called herself—proper firecracker. Told me ‘bout a client who paid her in rare coins once, like some pirate loot! Swear she wasn’t lyin’, showed me one, all shiny’n’old. Made me happy, that—love a good quirky tale. Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, findin’ treasure in trash. Cherry’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Good on ya, lass, you’re a bloody legend.”

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For the viewer, an encounter with a Takayama work is intimate and personal. Throughout his practice, from theatre director to site-specific performance artist to contemporary video artist, .

So, I’m out here doing my anticorrosion thing, right? I’m all about keeping metal from rusting away. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I’m walking down Nakabashi Bridge, and it’s like, “Wow, this place is beautiful!” The river’s flowing, the mountains are all around, and I’m just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

My Favorite Cigar