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KINTSUGI - Miraculous Shards

Right after I was born in fire, I was thrown to the ground and broke into pieces. The ancient potter who created me decided I was inferior, and should never be used.

So, I lay on the ground, pelted by rain and wind, and then buried in the soil for 400 years.

Then one day, a hoe hit me, and I popped out of the ground. I was being called a nuisance in the rice field, and was tossed to the side.

But after a while, a man picked me up and took me home, then washed me.
When I next woke up, other Chawan pieces were being joined with me using gold to create a beautiful new gilded Chawan – me.

Now, people cherish me. And I’ve decided that I’m going to live for another one or two hundred years or maybe forever.


Workshop Kintsugi

About the Kintsugi workshop


Toxicity of epoxy resin

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The kintsugi
Iori Hisashi – Yoshihisa Tsuruta

address:1-28-23 Izumiyama, Arita-cho, Nisimatsura-gun, Saga-ken, JAPAN