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To: Ish who wrote (14858)12/5/1998 7:41:00 PM
From: Gauguin  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
I've wanted hard to live in Japan in the past. Because they slept in quilts on the floor. Anywhere they chose. I mean any room, in any spot, they would set up, because of the shoeless padded floor. No furniture in a room; just the wall to wall sturdy covered mats.

The walls slid open to the garden. Right there, feet away. And often covered in snow.

Our beds are almost always, or always, in the same place. They could move around their whole home at night. Nights. Through different seasons. Through storms. Through moonlit cloud formations.



To: Ish who wrote (14858)12/5/1998 8:02:00 PM
From: Gauguin  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 71178
 
The traditional-house japanese also had a technique to warm their feet under those quilts.

In some of the rooms, a smaller, center section of mat had a small brazier of sort. Charcoal slowly burned. It was set under a small frame, or a small frame was set over it, if a person wanted to sleep there. Then their individual, lengthy wrapping cloak, their quilt, was draped over it. Because their houses were "in the air", en plein air to the max, there was no monoxide. They lived under cover, off the ground, protected, outdoors.

The fabrics were the first class, the pride of japan. Beautiful, gracious, patterns. They lavished on fabrics. The smooth textures, and honed, talkative colors, essential.

Essential wealth, nearly everyone had.