resided in a garment bag all my life was rediscovered.
It was given to me around 1945 by my Uncle Bud when he returned from Japan after World War II.
I know none of the details of how it was acquired or where or anything, but it is something that I was
always told to take care of as it was/is a treasure. The tiny label says Made in Japan and the size 45.
Since it has not been hung or anything in daylight, it appears the colors are as vibrant and colorful as though it is brand new.
Immediately an email was sent to her asking if it was a kimono and any other information she could give me about it. She confirmed that it is a child's kimono! That the symbolism of the cranes and flowers indicated that it is a spring kimono. Well, the thrill of this bit of information was amazing! after SEVENTY years of not knowing.
BUT it is going to be out somewhere, where for the rest of my life, it can be enjoyed rather then being hidden away to not give joy in its beauty. My photographs do not do it justice.
Ironically, in the last six months I became aware from a facilitator that works with Immigration, that many Japanese are moving to our area. There is a young girl who attends school with Mati and Mati has been learning Japanese and also how to write it. Who knows what path this kimono could lead me down, if I am able to share this with some of these new arrivals?
Something this old might open a whole new world for me. Isn't life just a GRAND adventure that from one day to the next one never knows where it will lead us?