As early as grade school, I said that I would grow up to be an artist and afterwards promote art websites. I still wanted to go to a university to study art even though my parents would not allow this. They enunciated that in Japan an arts graduate would be believed unacceptable as a bride, so I took a course in domestic attainments. I love reading foreign poetry and books but later on they were considered as enemy literature and it became dangerous to own such literatures. Conditions changed in Japan so that even the interest in foreign languages was viewed with suspicion; despite the fact that I had studied French for five years under a French teacher. In 1943, as World War II raged, I was blandished to hear that after looking at 40 photos of young women of marriageable age, a man had chose me as a possible wife. I later learned that his mother and her friend had visited our neighborhood to take a secret look at me. Afterward, their family sent a formal proposal of marriage to our family, and I was talked into accepting it. There were massive air raids that threat us every day after our marriage and later on the city went into flames and this included our house. So we decided to take refuge in the mountains but even up to that place, we can still see the warplanes and hear the sirens. It was terrorizing and everybody suffered. We have our three children with us as well as my mother in law and the siblings of my husband. Although we employed servants, we all had to work in the fields in order to eat. During that time I was very sad and forgot how to laugh; but I was afraid that putting my feelings into words would invite misunderstanding. My feelings were expressed though my art.
