As a young child, I was never scolded by my grandmother (Tsuruko Imaizumi) when I broke a bowl or teacup.
She would say, “It’s normal for pottery to break. It won’t sell unless it can break.”
I was born and raised in Osaka, but, for a long time, my legal domicile was in “Honjomachi, Saga, Saga Prefecture.”
That was because my father did not change his legal domicile from Saga. There is still a grave there today.
I am the great-great-grandchild of Imaemon Imaizumi XII. Or, to be more accurate, I am the great-great-grandchild of the older brother of Imaemon Imaizumi XII. Traditionally in the pottery business, the eldest son would be the one to succeed. However, the business did not suit the twelfth-generation heir’s nature, so he left things to his younger brother. That is why it is the “illusory twelfth generation.”
Also, my aunt married, changing her name from Nabeshima to Fukuta. I have deep connections with Saga.
This time, I stopped by the town of Arita for the first time in a while.
I asked Mr. Yasuhiro Nishiyama of Nishiyama Antiques to show me some vases and plates made by the twelfth-generation heir and brought some back with me.
The coronavirus has affected Arita as well. With the slump in eating and drinking, vessels and bowls do not sell.
I hope all of you can develop an interest in Saga’s pottery. Think of it as a kind of at-home consumption, if you will.