Simon Seisho Tajiri“There’s no art on Lānaʻi.”I’m 19, roaming the fields at night cursing a god I don’t want to believe in, squirming in a hospital chair as my father coughs up his food…Oct 2, 2018Oct 2, 2018
Simon Seisho TajiriKawayanthey say our people come from bamboo that bamboo is the child of the wind the winds of the sea and the winds of the island-earth born out…May 26, 2018May 26, 2018
Simon Seisho TajiriYou are Following the LeavesYou enter this life as a wind. Blown in with a breath and a cry. No one can say why, where you are going.Apr 26, 2018Apr 26, 2018