tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27493960568094735542012-02-16T03:58:45.343-08:00Roq La Rue Gallery Sept 2010Kirsten Andersonnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2749396056809473554.post-21002960525907630332010-09-07T15:22:00.000-07:002010-09-10T16:18:21.017-07:00Welcome to Edwin Ushiro's preview. Please click on each image to enlarge! All works are stretched over wood bars (giving a cradled panel effect). Please contact us with any questions!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa_b2oik4I/AAAAAAAAEBc/1UZJfdvJ-QY/s1600/Roq+La+Rue+Postcard+Edwin+Ushiro+.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa_b2oik4I/AAAAAAAAEBc/1UZJfdvJ-QY/s400/Roq+La+Rue+Postcard+Edwin+Ushiro+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514305279004676994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Edwin Ushiro</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">"All Signals Configuring to a Position Seeping from Words Either Unspoken or Intangible"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mixed media</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">24" x 35"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Please <a href="mailto:kirsten@roqlarue.com">contact gallery</a> for pricing and availability.</span></span><br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">Old timers will tell you that you should never respond to someone who calls out your name<br />when it is addressed to your back. Also, never answer a stranger when they use<br />your name to approach it. Hawaiian mythology tells us that these are Calling<br />Spirits - a disembodied entity that will call out to you, aggressively luring you to step<br />towards themso they may take your soul.<br /> When cowboys ran the hillside of old Hawaii, a young man on his way home<br />before dusk heard his name being called. A girl emerged from the foliage. She<br />expressed a desire to make love to him if he followed her into the woods. The<br />young man followed. With excitement, he abruptly hesitated after being overwhelmed by an uneasy<br />feeling. The young man explained to the girl that he changed his mind and decided<br />to return home. The girl grew angry. She screamed out of frustration. The young<br />man fled.<br /> Upon returning home, he divulged this strange encounter to his Grandfather. His<br />Grandfather scolded him, explaining that a Hawaiian does not talk to your back -<br />it’s not polite - and strangers do not know your name unless they are Calling Spirits.<br /> The next day the young man, accompanied by his Grandfather returned to the site<br />of this encounter. Following the trail the girl urged him to take, they discovered a<br />20 ft deep lava pit that was concealed by vines.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9zfhgV2I/AAAAAAAAEBM/5xBLTf2sBHA/s1600/EDWIN+USHIRO+Tingling+Sensation+of+Adorable+Reminiscentia+or+Remorse.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9zfhgV2I/AAAAAAAAEBM/5xBLTf2sBHA/s400/EDWIN+USHIRO+Tingling+Sensation+of+Adorable+Reminiscentia+or+Remorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514303486094759778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Edwin Ushiro</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">"Tingling Sensation of Adorable Reminiscentia or Remorse"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mixed media</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">24" x 35"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Please <a href="mailto:kirsten@roqlarue.com">contact gallery</a> for pricing and availability.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">In South Kona, on the island of Hawaii, stood 2 perfectly formed taro plants which<br />grew side by side. One day the chief ordered his servants to pull the 2 taro plants<br />in preparation for a feast. Because of their great affection for each other, the 2 taro<br />plants were determined to move into another part of the taro patch. The chief<br />caught on and once again ordered them to be pulled. Once again, before anyone<br />had the chance to touch them, they fled. Leaping into the air, they relocated to the<br />neighboring district of Kau. Here, they settled under the protection of a kind chief.<br />They lived together for many years with the name of Kaloekeeke or “The Timid Taro.”</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9XKZSkMI/AAAAAAAAEBE/kBlMDJRag2A/s1600/EDWIN+USHIRO+To+Counter+Imponderability.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9XKZSkMI/AAAAAAAAEBE/kBlMDJRag2A/s400/EDWIN+USHIRO+To+Counter+Imponderability.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514302999386820802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Edwin Ushiro</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">"To Counter Imponderability"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mixed media</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">24" x 35"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Please <a href="mailto:kirsten@roqlarue.com">contact gallery</a> for pricing and availability.</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOLD</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"> On Oahu, near Waianae, is a place known as Kaena Point. It is legendary for being<br />used as a jumping off point to the gateway of Po - the eternal dwelling place of the<br />gods where land, sea and sky merge into one fabric of time and space. Today many people<br />have witnessed hearing thousands of “inter-dimensional” voices.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9EsjwfsI/AAAAAAAAEA8/sGT1E6FugGs/s1600/EDWIN+USHIRO+Rolling+Atop+Hills+Knowing+Full+Well+that+Nothing+Exists+Beneath+You.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa9EsjwfsI/AAAAAAAAEA8/sGT1E6FugGs/s400/EDWIN+USHIRO+Rolling+Atop+Hills+Knowing+Full+Well+that+Nothing+Exists+Beneath+You.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514302682140016322" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Edwin Ushiro</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">"Rolling Atop Hills Knowing Full Well that Nothing Exists Beneath You"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mixed media</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">24" x 35"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Please <a href="mailto:kirsten@roqlarue.com">contact gallery</a> for pricing and availability.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">In April of 1957, children at Wahiawa Elementary told school officials that they saw<br />a strange creature living in the gultch behind the school gymnasium. The school<br />principal suspected that this was the result of a vivid imagination turned mass hysteria.<br />Police were summoned to interview the children. They described the creature as a<br />woman with scaly, greenish skin with seaweed hair, webbed feet similar to a duck and<br />claw-like hands. This woman was also described as missing a nose and bearing only one<br />eye.<br /> The Wahiawa Chamber of Commerce organized a search party which combed the<br />gultch for the creature. No evidence was ever found.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa7dmPVhfI/AAAAAAAAEA0/Xko2rZxM-Ao/s1600/EDWIN+USHIRO+A+Commemorative+Reset+Button.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IeagEb5UMEQ/TIa7dmPVhfI/AAAAAAAAEA0/Xko2rZxM-Ao/s400/EDWIN+USHIRO+A+Commemorative+Reset+Button.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514300910917223922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Edwin Ushiro</span><br />"<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">A Commemorative Reset Button"</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mixed media</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">6" x 10"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Please <a href="mailto:kirsten@roqlarue.com">contact gallery</a> for pricing and availability.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> SOLD<br /> <span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Summer gave me the opportunity to discover photography. My Mother’s real estate </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">clients often left unused products from their vacation behind which I later acquired. Some</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">of these acquisitions included disposable cameras. I snapped a photo of my cat Rusty when </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">he was a kitten. Over time this photo was lost. This is a recreation of that photo.</span></span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2749396056809473554-2100296052590763033?l=ushiroroq.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kirsten Andersonnoreply@blogger.com