EVERGREEN
(ganz gans / the sound of music)

TOKIO BLOND
Grandmother cloth, grandmother kitchen. Enamel and porcelain. Dishes with flowers and pots with handles. Kitchen cabinets and veranda. Apple tree garden and flower garden. If I walk on my head, says Celan to Buechner’s Lenz, I have the heaven as abyss above me. If I walk over the abyss, the lawn becomes my heaven. You float, on ceiling-lawn, and look down at me: Space capsule, weightlessness, my lawn-astronaut!
There you are lying in lawn firmament, I look up to you: pink stars, strewn, you are the dark Milky Way, the blue West, in the East gold the shoe. Is there a shining flowerstar? A brighter sun? Small planets, constellations, celestial images, flower heaven, flower children.
Edo and Vienna: Wien. In your name are both: U-in. U-i-na. And E-do. Edo-Uina. Edwina. Like in names, fairytales and reality meet. In names you find yourselve and decide: EH, as emboidered, in green drawn picture frames. The Global Village Girl lies on the lawn and reads The Village Cry. The cry for heaven reaches the village. Dark velvet flowing. Like a journal from another time. Quotes and memories. And everything consolation. Resurrection. Rose buds on the branches. Ash Wednesday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday. Ume and Sakura.

martin kubaczek / translation: rick watts

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art direction / so+ba
photography / seiji shibuya
styling / kumiko iijima (cube)
make-up / lyar (juice)
hair / miki katsuhara
models / miki&miyuki