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Emi Ito
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Emi Ito was born in the Aichi Prefecture, Japan. After college she became a make-up artist and wanted to try living and working abroad. She arrived in New York City to work in her field and found Saori freestyle weaving there, which was the beginning of her work in fiber arts.
In 2008 Emi and her husband moved to Bath, Maine.
Once in Maine she was welcomed into spinning and weaving community where she acquired more skills and found her own style--a hybrid between her Japanese roots and her American life.
To see her beautiful scarves and to view her schedule for upcoming craft shows visit www.emiito.com.
Music: "Ito" by Miyuki Nakajima
Lyrics to "Ito"
We have no idea
why we meet each other
We never know
when we'll meet each other
Where were you,
where have you lived your life?
Two stories playing
out under distant skies.
You're the vertical thread
I'm the horizontal thread
Maybe the cloth we weave
can warm someone up someday
The day I was uncertain about
my reason to live left some fraying
The day I fell down chasing my
dream left some fraying
I've trembled in the wind, anxious about
what a thread like me could become.
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In 2008 Emi and her husband moved to Bath, Maine.
Once in Maine she was welcomed into spinning and weaving community where she acquired more skills and found her own style--a hybrid between her Japanese roots and her American life.
To see her beautiful scarves and to view her schedule for upcoming craft shows visit www.emiito.com.
Music: "Ito" by Miyuki Nakajima
Lyrics to "Ito"
We have no idea
why we meet each other
We never know
when we'll meet each other
Where were you,
where have you lived your life?
Two stories playing
out under distant skies.
You're the vertical thread
I'm the horizontal thread
Maybe the cloth we weave
can warm someone up someday
The day I was uncertain about
my reason to live left some fraying
The day I fell down chasing my
dream left some fraying
I've trembled in the wind, anxious about
what a thread like me could become.
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