Tuesday, January 01, 2019
Photos from 2018:
Top left: Jenni and Tony’s 20th anniversary picnic (August)
Top right: Adopted Lola Kuida-Osumi (September)
Bottom right: Women’s March starting from Little Tokyo (January)
Bottom center: LA Teachers March and Rally DTLA (Nov/Dec?)
Bottom left: Picking up Maiya from Tech Trek girls Science camp at UCSD, Mecha Mural)
Monday, January 01, 2018
Sunday, January 01, 2017
Friday, January 01, 2016
Tuesday, October 06, 2015
Tuesday Night Café, Little Tokyo, Los Angeles
Jenni Kuida with Tony Osumi & Maiya Kuida-Osumi
Thank you to Sean Miura for inviting us to share at tonight’s Tuesday Night Cafe. Our deep condolences to Grace’s family and friends in Detroit and around the country, and our thanks to friends like Shea Howell at the Boggs Center who have taken care of her, especially in the last years.
My husband Tony and I met Grace Lee Boggs in 1998, the year her autobiography “Living for Change” was published. Grace stayed at our house when she came for the “Serve the People” conference at UCLA organized by Scott Kurashige. I had never heard of Grace, but Tony had read Grace and Jimmy Boggs’ 1974 groundbreaking book, “Revolution and Evolution in the 20th Century.”
I remember Grace, then 83 years old, so full of life and interest in everything; sleeping on our futon couch, rummaging through the bookshelves in our den, showing us VHS tape of her husband Jimmy speaking, reconnecting with Nobuko Miyamoto after 30 years (and who will dedicate her performance to Grace later tonight), and having dinner with Grace and Yuri Kochiyama. Yes.
After seeing the Aloha Grocery mural that Tony and I collaborated on in the Venice Culver community in LA, Grace invited Tony and I to Detroit to help envision a mural with Detroit Summer, whose passion it was to rebuild and re-spirit Detroit, from the ground up. That’s what she does, she offers invitations, and challenges. We had no funding, and no agenda; we just went, and it changed our lives.
We found ourselves baling hay from an abandoned crack house into the trunk of our rental car with Farmer Paul, sweating and hauling logs down city streets with Detroit Summer teenagers for a new community garden, and a crash course in Detroit’s history. Since I had never been to Detroit, I knew nothing of its post-industrial decay, 10,000 empty houses or 60,000 abandoned lots.
At the time, I was working for Nobuko at Great Leap, and we had been engaging communities in performance residences in Watts, Boyle Heights and Phoenix, so with Grace’s invitation to explore ideas for Great Leap, we went back to Detroit.
Grace introduced us to Gerald Hairston, who created over 200 urban gardens on vacant lots with youth and elders. In 2001, Gerald passed away unexpectedly, and Nobuko was inspired to write “I Dream a Garden,” a Japanese American Obon circle dance, Detroit-style, incorporating multi-ethnic rhythms and movements. The Fandango Obon, which will take place at the JACCC on October 25th, was born out of the “I Dream a Garden” project.
On our many visits, we stayed at the Boggs Center, upstairs from Grace’s home. Each morning and night, we would stop in to see her, and she would ask us how our day was, and give us more names of people in the community to meet and connect with.
Tony and I went back to do another mural in Detroit’s Chinatown Association building in 2003. The success of these projects would not have been dreamable without Grace’s guidance, the spark, energy and soul behind everything.
Grace continued to be part of our life after our daughter Maiya Grace was born in 2005. Named after Grace, we continued visiting Grace every year or two. In the last 5 years, filmmaker Grace Lee’s documentary “American Revolutionary” and Grace’s book with Scott Kurashige, “The Next American Revolution” brought her more attention from the API and film communities, progressive, ethnic and mainstream media, and although she slowed down a bit, she seemed to gain energy from the good vibes of everyone she came in contact with.
Grace encouraged us all to think deeper, more creatively and more critically, thinking of ways to meet new demands and consider new approaches. Grace’s circle of positive change is filled with murals, urban gardens, renovating vacant buildings, intergenerational book clubs, freedom schooling, teens and elders, neighbor to neighbor, with “visions for what Detroit can be and what America ought to be,” as she would say.
For all of you tonight, as activists, creators and producers of community arts, spoken word, music, and comedy, we should draw from Grace’s influence by listening, watching, and interacting with each other.
Grace lived 100 years. You can read all of the amazing quotes that were trending all over Facebook, Instagram and Twitter yesterday, and even what Obama said about her.
I know that if she were here, and she is, with rockets on her wheelchair soaring high, she would love what happens in this space, on this stage in Little Tokyo on the 1st and 3rd Tuesday from Spring to Fall, and she would challenge us to continue to struggle and keep the conversations going. We love you Grace.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Sharing some of my FB photos here.Nancy Kikuchi at the Taiko Gathering during Nisei Week 2013. I called her the real Nansei Week Queen and the Mayor of Little Tokyo.
The two girls holding this sign, Olivia and Maiya were born during the making of this mural in 2004 and 2005. Maiya helped by placing her finger on the flame of a candle lit.. Olivia's actual image is in the mural, the baby sitting next to the Little Tokyo sign, under Nancy's image as a Bombu taiko player. Nancy loved babies and children, and this picture was taken for her last month in August 2014.
Today we said goodbye to Nancy Kikuchi along with 600 or more of her friends and family. It was touching,agonizing, sweet and comforting to be among so many friends and coworkers who were so blessed to know Nancy. She loved Little Tokyo and we all loved her right back. After the emotional service at Higashi, was a lovely meal for us all to meet together and smile and relax a bit, and we were invited to walk the streets of J-town and take flowers over to the "Home is Little Tokyo" mural that is her legacy and her gift to us all.
Everyone loved Nancy... and Jtown just won't be the same without her spark and enthusiasm.
Everyone loved Nancy... and Jtown just won't be the same without her spark and enthusiasm.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Grandpa Don passed away on April 11th. We were fortunate that we got to travel with him twice last year, a week in Kalamazoo Michigan, and camping up at Lake Tahoe last summer. He found out he was sick in October 2013. We were able to visit with him at home in Idaho last Thanksgiving and in March/April, less than two weeks before he passed away. He was a good man, and one thing for sure, he loved Tony's mom Fran, more than anything.
Maiya wrote this poem within a few hours after learning that Grandpa Don died.
Grandpa Don’s Dogs
By Maiya Grace Kuida-Osumi
A greatful good grandfather,
5 dogs weren’t a bother.
A dog named Sadie,
Who is a very nice lady.
A dog named Magillicutty,
who’s my grandpa’s buddy.
A dog named Bobby,
who sits in the lobby.
A dog named Tito,
who likes to eat a burrito.
A dog named London Baby,
who could be a hound, maybe.
Who had a great wife,
and a great life.
We all love you Grandpa Don!
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
Friday, August 30, 2013
Maiya's first time camping. We went up to Fallen Lake Campground near Lake Tahoe in August in the Prius. That was pretty cool. We drove up in a thunderstorm all up the 395 and through the mountains to Tahoe. When we got there, a flood had gone through our Campsite. We met Tony's Mom and Don, along with their friends Gretchen and Bill, who fed us and took care of us, and made Maiya's first camping trip an easy one. After 2 nights camping, Tony flew up and met us in Tahoe and we spent 2 nights in Tahoe relaxing and hanging out before driving back home.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
A week in Kalamazoo Michigan with Tony's family for Passover, March 2013. We stayed with Fran's cousins Jo and Judy's houses. We visited freezing Lake Michigan, the Frederick Meijer Garden in Grand Rapids, and just hung out with family. Grandpa Don bought Maiya her first loom on this trip.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Children's Day is a big deal at Maiya's school. It's the day where when the Nihon Buyo (traditional Japanese dance) classes put on full kimonos and makeup and share their dances. Maiya and Eve were the only 1st grade girls in their class. It took almost 2 hours for hair, makeup and dressing all the girls, for a 5 minute performance.
|1st and 2nd grade girls|
Saturday, November 10, 2012
|Contingent walking from LTSC|
We have gone to rallies, marched from Echo Park to downtown over the years, and in April this year, 55 people from LTSC, parents, children, teachers, directors and friends joined us at the march and rally to save Childcare from budget cuts with another 3,000 people who attended. My programs were cut $200,000 last year, and this year they were cut an additional $100,000 so when they say that budgets are balanced on the backs of poor families, immigrants, and children, these are the babies, toddlers and preschoolers we work with every day.
|LTSC Staff, Parents, Children!|
|Me and Maiya... LTSC Grace Iino Child Care Center Alumni (2005-2008)|
|Disa, who was Co-campaign manager for Meghan Sahli-Wells|
|Angelina Preschool teachers|
|Grace Iino staff and families|
|Child Development, the personal is political|
Peace. Out.NaBloPoMo12 #10
(Backblogging April 2012)
Friday, November 09, 2012
...riding a bike. So we have been doing the Walk and Roll Wednesdays since last year. I've been volunteering to help with the kids walking to school, once a month. But, Maiya hadn't been able to ride her bike without training wheels because we really just hadn't spent much time on the bike. Maiya had gotten pretty good at riding her Razor scooter. Anyways in April (yes I know that was 7 months ago), Tony took the training wheels and the pedals off the bike and let Maiya go on it. I saw online that it said to let them go for about half an hour, and once they got the hang of it, it's time to take off the training wheels. Well, they remained off for several weeks, or even a month.
|She got pretty good at it.|
|Here she is practicing still... and sporting a skirt on her |
shoulders like a shawl, for some reason.
(Backblogging April 2012 posted on 11/10 catching up on 11/9)