Also, I had a client once who was from Kyoto. He would sit in a bar and fold anything out of anything. Matchbooks, newspapers, cocktail napkins. Goats, rabbits, animated frogs. He told me once that when he was a kid they could not afford toys, so pieces of paper were his toys. He could fold anything you wanted and, given time, customize the design to your specs. The rabbit that he could fold out of anything had a folded cottontail that he told me he added himself to the series of folds he learned as a child. After ten years in America, working for his Japanese company, he was called back to his country. Where he was treated as a “foreigner” because he had too many outside influences to ever really be Japanese ever again. True story.
bob baskins (#)
13 years ago
Now I have to learn an origami thing, so that everyone at work will know when I’ve pooped.
This was found in a Japanese gas station, right?
Also, I had a client once who was from Kyoto. He would sit in a bar and fold anything out of anything. Matchbooks, newspapers, cocktail napkins. Goats, rabbits, animated frogs. He told me once that when he was a kid they could not afford toys, so pieces of paper were his toys. He could fold anything you wanted and, given time, customize the design to your specs. The rabbit that he could fold out of anything had a folded cottontail that he told me he added himself to the series of folds he learned as a child. After ten years in America, working for his Japanese company, he was called back to his country. Where he was treated as a “foreigner” because he had too many outside influences to ever really be Japanese ever again. True story.
Now I have to learn an origami thing, so that everyone at work will know when I’ve pooped.