{"id":961,"date":"2015-02-11T16:45:58","date_gmt":"2015-02-11T16:45:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moonblossom.net\/blog\/?p=961"},"modified":"2015-02-11T17:49:15","modified_gmt":"2015-02-11T17:49:15","slug":"art-gallery-vintage-woodblock-prints","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moonblossom.net\/blog\/2015\/02\/art-gallery-vintage-woodblock-prints\/","title":{"rendered":"Art Gallery – Vintage Woodblock Prints"},"content":{"rendered":"

A few\u00a0years ago on my birthday, I\u00a0went to dinner with my folks and some family friends<\/a>. I had a wonderful time, the food was delicious, and I got some lovely gifts.<\/p>\n

Leslie is the daughter of my father’s godmother. Bear with me, I know this is starting to sound like the beginning of an urban legend, but it is well and truly relevant. My grandmother and I share a birthday, and I believe inherited a lot of my fascination with the Japanese aesthetic from her. Her apartment was so tastefully furnished and had a lot of beautiful Japanese\u00a0antiques and art pieces. I think they had a profound impact on me when I was a young girl, more so than I realized until recently. Kay, Leslie’s mother, was my grandmother’s dear friend when they were young, and was my father’s godmother. Leslie is family, even though not related by blood.<\/p>\n\n\t\t