When I think of her I also think of a story that makes me feel simultaneously guilty and grateful. In our dorm kitchen, we have had a problem with people not properly cleaning their cooking utensils. Especially in the case of rice cookers, this can get somewhat disgusting--rice crusted into the bowls and all. One morning, Tamaki cleaned all the dishes and rice cookers. Even though they weren't mine, I felt such a sense of collective guilt for my fellow students and appreciation for Tamaki. I feel really priveleged to have met her.
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Friday, October 7, 2011
Portrait of a Japanese Person
For my portrait of a Japanese person, I asked one of my Seminar House's Japanese roommates, Tamaki, to pose for me.
Tamaki, or Tama-chan, is one of the sweetest, most genki people I have ever met. Ever since I moved into Seminar House 1, she's always been ready with a smile and a compliment. I think that one of the things I like the most about her is that she has such a bubbly, sweet attitude but she's also incredibly diligent. I've seen her literally stay up all night to study, which is one of the reasons I chose this picture. I wanted to capture both her amazing smile and her diligent nature.
When I think of her I also think of a story that makes me feel simultaneously guilty and grateful. In our dorm kitchen, we have had a problem with people not properly cleaning their cooking utensils. Especially in the case of rice cookers, this can get somewhat disgusting--rice crusted into the bowls and all. One morning, Tamaki cleaned all the dishes and rice cookers. Even though they weren't mine, I felt such a sense of collective guilt for my fellow students and appreciation for Tamaki. I feel really priveleged to have met her.
When I think of her I also think of a story that makes me feel simultaneously guilty and grateful. In our dorm kitchen, we have had a problem with people not properly cleaning their cooking utensils. Especially in the case of rice cookers, this can get somewhat disgusting--rice crusted into the bowls and all. One morning, Tamaki cleaned all the dishes and rice cookers. Even though they weren't mine, I felt such a sense of collective guilt for my fellow students and appreciation for Tamaki. I feel really priveleged to have met her.
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Very nice pictures and description of your friend. You are lucky that she is living with you.
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