I travel to reunite with my friends. In 2013, I attended a farewell party for my high school classmates who were leaving for Brazil. I was surprised by how naturally I kept saying “I’ll see you again in Brazil!” just to lighten my friends’ mood, but eventually I did end up flying to Brazil to visit my three friends. It was the first time I left Asia. My friends showed me Sao Paulo, Rio de Janeiro, and Santos. For two weeks straight they showed me an amazing time from morning to night.
We visited The São Paulo Museum of Art which was built by my most respected architect, Lina Bo Bardi. Bardi was born in Italy in 1914 and chose Brazil as a migrant country in 1946. “When one is born, one chooses nothing, one just happens to be born. I was not born here, but I chose this country to live in”. Bardi dedicated her democratic works and her love to Brazil, and became “Brazil’s most beloved architect”. I felt a strong resonance with her depiction of Brazil. “I never disregard the surrealism of the Brazilian people, their inventions, their pleasure in gathering together, dancing, singing. Therefore I dedicated my work at Pompéia to the youngsters, to the children and to the third age: all together”.
It took me about 30 hours to get from Tokyo to Sao Paulo. I was shocked to realize that with just 30 hours and a suitcase I could be together with the people I love, wherever they are, and even now this fills me with a sense of liberation.
Having traveled and moved regularly, I’ve learned to live with minimal personal possessions, as well as how to pack a suitcase with them quickly. I like to organize my belongings by arranging the contents of my luggage side by side while imagining the journeys I’ll take with them. Even for a long stay, I pack everything into one suitcase by leaving behind many things. What I have come to understand through my repeated attempts at selecting my objects are the minimum necessities for my daily life: the things that I value, precious things I want to care for and use for a long time, or memories I do not want to let go. Some things are carried with me on every journey, some are just consumed, and some are brought only to be throw away at my destination.