Sunday, 1 June 2014

Nippori - Tokyo's "Fabric Town"

If you sew and you visit Tokyo, you HAVE to visit Nippori.
It is a bit out of the way although if you are going to the park or museums of Ueno then you're practically there. Kinda. Plus it has Yanaka next door which I've written about here.

If you are visiting for fabric then you can't do better than read this blogpost for directions from the station and a run down of shops. The information is still correct and her favourite shops are coincidentally mine too (I only just noticed this even though I've referred to her directions several times).

When you come out of the station you'll find this guy waiting for you.
Nippori Statue
He looks pretty epic but it's all japanese to me on the plaque so I don't know who he is. Enough of that though. Shops!
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There are basically fabric shops everywhere although a minority, like the one above, specialise in notions. You can meander in and out of these and feel the fabric, but it's always wise to wait until you've seen Tomato's prices and offerings before you buy. I feel sorry for the other shops when saying that, since Tomato already has 4 shops on the one road, but it is true.
Tomato
The shop to the left of these two is also Tomato and then the one I was standing outside was the fourth. The biggest is the one on the right, which has 5 floors of fabric goodness. As you go in the 100 Yen wall is on your right.
100Yen section
A lot of this is crap, but I have had some nice bargains including the retro 70s stuff I used for the curtains in our living room. 12 metres of floor length curtainage for about £10? No brainer. However, be ready for the elbows in this section. It gets very crowded! The fifth floor holds all the quilting gubbins.
Fat Eighths
Fabric Bolts
Plus a whole lot of accessories.
Bag Handles
Then going down you have traditional fabrics, linens, man made fantasy dress up stuff, knits, baby fabric and then lots of random things plus traditional japanese cotton prints on the ground floor. It was a 10% off day when I took these photos and this was the queue to get your fabric cut from the bolt. Although actually it moved very quickly so I was only in line for about 5 minutes.
Fabric cutting queue
I actually wouldn't mind queuing for a little more than just getting my fabric cut with some of the cutters. They all seem to be young men, while the staff on the other floors and behind the tills are all women. Dunno why.
Fabric cutting
I'm 36 in a month - clearly my time for turning into a lecherous old lady.

Outside, another Tomato shops sells notions including all these colourful zips.
Zips
I always stand and look at this display because it's so pretty and so neat at the same time. It basically embodies what every seamstress aspires to but will never achieve. Plus these are just one length - they had other displays in different lengths and widths.

Heading back towards the station this is another nearby shop that stocks a lot of japanese style printed cottons.
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Suprisingly few of the shops sell pre-cuts like fat quarters or half metres but this one does.
Japnese fabric

If you do happen to visit there are a number of cafes near by which are all of the usual good standard, but there is also a shop called Cozy Cakes Ginza, or something like that, which you often see branches of near stations. Their chocolate cake, middle of the photo below, below the orange things, is the closest I've had to a Sara Lee Chocolate Gateaux - now sadly discontinued. 
Ginza Cosy Cakes
Pooch tells me the others are very nice too, but I know where my heart lies. Once you have told them what you want they'll ask you how long your journey home is and give you an appropriately sized and self-contained ice pack to go in the box to keep your cake refrigerated on the way home. Genius. 


Saturday, 31 May 2014

Il Est Arrivé!

A couple of weeks ago I finished this lovely item.
Cat Quilt for Deb
It is roughly single bed sized and was not quilted since I wanted to leave it quite flexible and bouncy, plus not interfere with the texture of the fabrics. All of them are traditional japanese woven cottons with this lovely, soft, textured feel to them.
Cat Quilt for Deb Close Up
The binding was 3" strips of  leftovers. Can you see the blocks? They are like cat faces, with the ears of one shaping the chin of the next. I cut out rectangles for the faces then sewed squares to the corners. It all required a bit of planning to get the right ear patterns with the right faces. Then on the back...
Quilt Label
The back fabric was a thick cotton with this awesome cat pattern on it. I was so happy when I found it in Nippori - which I'll be doing a post about in the next day or two. It is the best place for fabric shopping and is where the cottons came from in the first place.

The quilt is now living in the French countryside where two cats kindly allow my cousin/big sister and her husband to live with them. Vive La France!


Friday, 30 May 2014

Too Hot to Handle

I am melting. You see this:
shirokanedai temperature
Screenshot from my phone. Last night's "low" was 20 degrees. 20! That would be a nice "high" temperature in London. And the humidity isn't even that high yet. I may actually expire. Or just melt like that hard done by witch in Alice in Wonderland. Or the Wizard of Oz. Whatever. Too hot. My sister screeched at my complaining on Skype yesterday when I said I didn't feel it appropriate to put the air conditioning on yet. I'm British! We didn't conquer and downtread large parts of the world with air conditioning. We did it wearing flannel vests. So I'll just sit here and complain instead.

All this sun avoidance has given me a lot of sewing time so I have been getting on nicely with the voodoo doll of my sister, eventually to be given to my niece. She has a face.
Ragdoll Face
The blue pen vanishes in water. She now has hair.
Ragdoll with hair
Before she even had hair she had her first outfit.
Doll in dress and pinnafore
I feared the dress looked a bit too much like a hospital gown so added an elasticated waist and some pom pom edging around the collar.
Ragdoll Dress
All patterns have come from this book:
...which you can buy here (no affiliation) or on Amazon. You can also buy e-patterns individually. I've submitted a review to the site but I don;t know if they'll publish it. Essentially this is a wonderful book if you know how to sew garments. If you are a beginner or inexperienced sewer you'll have no trouble with the doll but some of the garments have steps missing, presumably to make the text fit the template. These don't matter so much if you know the basics of what you're doing but to a beginner they might be rather disheartening. If you can sew and want a handmade doll with a handmade wardrobe then this is 100% the book for you.

I was shopping for bits for the outfits when I met up with Natalie from The Yarn Yard on Monday. We had a lovely time shopping at two of the largest craft shops in Shinjuku - Yuzawaya and Okadaya. I picked up red pleather for the doll's rain boots, denim for her dungarees and oil cloth for her rain coat, as well as a variety of trimmings.
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We had lunch at a Choco Cro although we were very restrained and had a savoury. This is an actual Choco Cro which I picked up yesterday and managed not to eat until I got home.
Chococro
It's a small, straight croissant cone filled with nutella consistency chocolate goo, although without the hazelnut. They are rather nice and seem to go down a storm here.

I have a few more posts to catch up with since it's too hot (did I mention it's hot) to have my laptop on all the time. Poor thing keeps overheating. As, in case I haven't mentioned it, do I.
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Monday, 26 May 2014

Shibuya at Night

I imagine all tourists go to Shibuya at some point since it is extremely japanese. There are dolly girls dressed up as dolls at 109 which is a huge clothes shop for teenage women, with another one for men nearby. There are huge Pachinko parlours full of very loud noise and tinging of bells and balls. There are department stores, cinemas, a huge Tokyo Hands (a kind of John Lewis) and umpteen other things. There is also the Shibuya Scramble - said to be the busiest crossing in the world. Apparently up to 3,500 people cross at peak times. And since peak times are 8am to 10pm that means most of the time.

I was there on Friday night to see Captain America 2 at the cinema. This is a small part of the crossing (which goes at least 16 different ways across, I think, 6 different roads at a junction) while people are starting to gather ready for when the lights change.
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Just as they start to cross.
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Much better photo than mine via creative commons licensing.
36/38 Busy Shibuya (忙しいの渋谷)
If you've seen oxford circus on christmas eve or been leaving Wembley at the end of a match you might think that would compare to the mass of people but it doesn't quite come close. You add in the noise from all the neon screens (unlike somewhere like Piccadilly circus they're all playing music/talking at the same time) and the light pollution from all the signs plus any smells from nearby restaurants and food carts and it is quite uniquely Japanese.

One thing that does seem universal though is buskers.
Shibuya at Night This quartet were playing some big band tunes from the fifties and the small girl on the left was doing all the swing moves and clearly calling the shots, backed up by the three larger guys.

However busy it gets I've always felt safe in Tokyo. I have been very used to a busy London, having lived there for 16 years now, but there you always kept in mind that there were pickpockets and muggers about. Here, there genuinely doesn't seem to be that problem. Plus if you get some tall Gaijin like me (5'7") sitting in front of you at the cinema, you can always take one of these cushions to give you a boost.
Shibuya at Night
Awesome.

My review of Captain America 2? Pretty good stuff. It ties in with "Marvel Agents of Shield" the TV series which I was totally hooked on for the last few months and so added some extra clarification to the rise of Hydra (Hail Hydra! except not really). Scarlet Johannsen was the Black Widow again and I thought they were setting her up to have a huge crush on Cap but it didn't go anywhere - I think maybe they're working towards him being gay.
Captain America vs. Captain Marvel (42/365)
Not really but wouldn't that give the free world a funny moment. She was a lot more animated than usual (she's been so bland in everything I've seen her in I don't get her popularity, apart from "that photo" of her bum of course) although the make up department seemed to have given her this weird tango tan to go with her orange hair. It really didn't suit her but then who am I to judge considering I don't tan at all.

Pooch mentioned yesterday that young japanese women have a fear of getting freckles in the sun, hence their extensive use of parasols and finger to shoulder UV gloves. Since I am now sporting my full summer allocation of the good stuff I can only imagine they look on me with great sympathy.
Freckled Byrne
Or possibly fear. Pooch meanwhile has a fairly decent tan and has developed what he calls "Wayne Rooney freckles" on his arms claiming that they look like the ones on Rooney's forehead. Since I refuse to have his name on my search history I have no idea what he is talking about, but he does seem quite downcast about it. Poor Pooch.


Sunday, 25 May 2014

How I Ended Up Following 113 Blogs

The dangers of Bloglovin - I seem to have ended up following (and keeping up with) 113 different blogs. It's all too easy to click that "follow me on bloglovin" button when I come across an interesting post or to add the url into bloglovin itself and click "follow". The app means I tend to read posts when I am on the metro since the whole underground system in Tokyo has a 3G signal (as far as I can tell).

There are some blogs I have been following for years. Nickerjac, Knitting on the Green, Six Skeins Under, Jane's Probably Knitting and A Dress a Day are all old favourites while others, like Barbara Brackman's historic quilts site or Supergoof who blogs in (I think) Dutch, are ones I've come across through Pinterest or bloghops. Foreign language blogs are no issue since I use Chrome and therefore google translate pops up offering to help whenever I look at them.

However I found them, the full list of 113 is below (and I see it includes my own, which naturally I never miss a post on). The links go to Bloglovin (since that is the only way I could export them) but then you do have a direct link to the actual blog on that page plus a snapshot of the most recent posts. I've put a plus (+) next to the ones I can distrinactly remember reading good posts on recently. I'm sure some are not being kept up to date but then that is something google reader did which bloglovin doesn't - tell you the date of the last post.

Saturday, 24 May 2014

Latest Cat Interlude

I had an unfortunate experience at my usual Cat Cafe on Monday. I don't want to discuss it. However, having had my belief in there being no such thing as a 'bad cat' severely shaken I decided to give that bunch a break and go back to Ebisu. My first visit was back in March and it was a bit busy. This time it was just me for most of my hour and proved a very pleasant interlude.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
These two (below) were curled up together last time.
My creation
I thought the original one would object when the other tried to get in too but no, they were very happy together and it was so sweet when they were cleaning each other. They both had such long fur that sometimes they were cleaning themselves instead.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
Beautiful blue eyes.

This little one was all playful and rolling around.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
This one kept nudging the bowl until the water slopped over and then happily drank it from the floor.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
This one still fascinated me with his/her amazing fur.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
I was able to stroke her this time and could see the fur next to her body was white, only changing to black nearer the tip. I've never seen that before and she is so beautiful! I can't help wondering what her parents looked like.

And then of course there was Bruiser. Still as angry and pissed off as he was in March and still reminiscent of Phil Mitchell on Eastenders.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
He kept coming and sitting near but not next to me wherever I was, and staring at me. I decided he wanted my attention but didn't want to look like he did, so, risking my fingers, I tentatively gave him a stroke.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
His fur is as thick as any sheep fleece but as soft as velvet. It was like stroking a very deep, expensive rug.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
It lasted for about 4 minutes. I was just stroking his head when he went to bite me. Ah well. One has to maintain one's reputation so I didn't take it personally.

The best possible shop to have outside a cat cafe is a shop where everything is cat themed.
Nyafe Melange Cat Cafe
My faith in cats, even cats like Bruiser, has been reinstated.



Tuesday, 20 May 2014

My Love Hate Relationship with Shrink Plastic

When I was young we did not have shrink plastic. We did have Blue Peter telling us that crisp packets got small in the oven and could be used as keyrings, but that was as far as it went. I only remember noticing shrink plastic in my teens and didn't have any use for it at the time. In my twenties I saw the occasional craft project using charms made from shrink plastic and I felt my time had come. That was when I learnt to love the shrink plastic, while it began its committed hatred of me.
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I could have been a contender! But the more I desired the effects of shrink plastic, the less it happened. I invested in printable stuff and it burnt (BURNT) without shrinking one iota. I got on OK with the stuff you draw on but it just wasn't what I wanted. I retired from the field and slunk away into the darkness to allow my broken heart time to heal.

Then came yesterday.

I was meandering around a Mano Creare which is a chain owned by the Okadaya group (my favourite craft shop is one of theirs in Shibuya) and I saw...there...hanging nonchalantly on the display...shrink plastic. It was quite miraculous that I noticed it since it is naturally in japanese but somehow my shrink-dar was on the alert (perhaps it had been all these years) and here was a packet of the good stuff. It even had a picture of my printer on the front! A sign! This time it would be different. This time I would print on that plastic and it would be awesome. It would work. I'd be a God. Maybe.

Goddamn sheets are too goddamn small for my printer to work with.

After about 90 minutes of effort I managed to achieve this:
Jasmine Shrink Plastic
The picture is just itching to flake off so I need to find some varnish asap to sort it out with. The rest of the sheet got mangled so my idea of giving my sister a keyring type brag book of her ickle daughter for her birthday is out the window. Unless I draw pictures of her.
Drawing 101
I'm no stormtrooper when it comes to drawing though.

I need to learn to leave the plastic to the professionals and stick to what I'm good at - the hexagons. Hence the state of the sofa.
Sofa Patchwork
I have a bag in mind with large wooden handles. We will see what appears.