Last week I dropped in on an origami workshop offered by one of the local women’s groups, mostly to feed my delusion that I can create objects from pretty paper. While I excel at collecting pretty paper, the sport only serves to support my delusion. On a visit to Japan several years ago Anna Grace and I took courses in origami and calligraphy through the Japanese embassy, and I pretty much failed the origami segment, yet I rarely pass over an opportunity to learn.
On the left is my final product from the workshop (with the instructor’s assistance), a lovely box that has since disappeared into Anna Grace’s room. On the right is my attempt to recreate the box. Obviously nothing has changed.
While at the workshop, the instructor mentioned in passing that some of her calligraphy was on display at Vienna’s Theater Museum, a museum that 1) I had not heard of previously; and 2) upon learning of said museum, was thrilled to discover that entrance is included in my art history museum annual pass.
Palais Lobkowitz houses Vienna’s Theater Museum. The palace is one of Vienna’s oldest and has experienced a few changes of occupancy, from the Lobkowitz Family to Beethoven’s Third Symphony performance, to its function as embassy and consulate for the French and the Czech, respectively, to its current identity as the museum. Reuse and Recycle extraordinaire!
The exhibit including my instructor’s calligraphy piece focused on Japan’s “entrance to the West” in 1854, and on the enthusiasm of the West for all things Japanese, especially in theater. I was surprised at how entertained I was with the gallery.
Toward the end of the exhibit I located my instructor’s calligraphy.
For comparison, I unearthed one of my writing samples from the Japanese class. Not so bad.
Now about that origami…