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Changing trains

3/11/2017

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PictureSakura Studio, Wonthaggi
A small Japanese cottage in Wonthaggi marks the year Mark Gross got his life back on the rails.

 

By Mark Gross
 
I WAS on the all too common giving-up-on-life local train. All you need to get on is a futile addiction of some sort. This train stops at all stations and at every stop you lose another part of your life.
 
First stop you lose your licence. Second stop lose your job. Then your health and family and friends, kidney, teeth and so on. I wasn't getting off until the bitter end.
 
Moving to Wonthaggi was daunting for me. Out of my comfort zone. But I have moved many times before: Barwon Heads, Ulladulla, Noosa, Byron Bay, Perth. I guessed it would be the same. How wrong I was. Wonthaggi was welcoming and kind and warm and fuzzy. Never found a place so easy to live in.  My new comfort zone. Everyone is so willing to help with any problem, or they know someone just around the corner who can help. Support to overcome that addiction was easier than ever.
 
I had loaded up my life with pipe dreams. Push was coming to shove and it was time to fail dismally or somehow make it happen. It was time to change trains.
 
Eventually through stubbornness, those pipe dreams became reality. Last month I finished building the house I started three years ago on a tiny 200-square-metre block in the old part of Wonthaggi. The house is in the spare, lean Japanese style that I love. It’s a tribute to my Japanese wife Tomoko and my daughter Sakura.
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Sakura Studio was built with no loans by a carpenter with a bad back. It was truly a labour of love and pain. It’s built from odds and ends, second-hand materials, salvaged, donated, scavenged and sometimes dragged for long distances. All the windows are different and every piece of building material that went into this house has a story of how it arrived here. The front door was in Mitre 10. It was cheap if I dismantled the whole display for them. Also the key was broken off in the lock.

So no, the house is not a perfect display home. Pieces have been joined and repurposed everywhere. But I love this house because so much sacrifice and pain and tears have gone into three years of creative construction. Not least of all when Tomoko and Sakura became homesick and went back to Japan early this year, leaving me to finish it alone over seven months.
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Now it's time for me to change trains again. Two weeks ago I left Wonthaggi to join Tomoko and Sakura  in Tokyo. Prepare to have everything you think you know completely turned upside down. Welcome to the Tokyo bullet train. Welcome to another planet. This is not the earth you know.

PictureTokyo bullet train
You open a magazine where the cover is on the back, you read it backwards, the writing goes vertically and is incomprehensible. The newsagent encourages everyone to stand and read the magazines as long as they like. No need to buy, because you are now in Japan.
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It's OK to vomit at the station and people run to get to work on time. Car doors open automatically. Shops have special bags for wet umbrellas at the entrance. 
 
In Japan every small detail of life is considered meticulously and thoroughly, with nothing too much effort. Even the garbage trucks are kept shiny and gleaming clean. All things are moderate, smaller and sensitive. The country works with precision barely imaginable from an Aussie perspective. Tokyo makes Australia look like living in the Stone Age. At the Melbourne airport there were just a few hundred people and it was so disorganised but Narita Airport had thousands of people and was so clean and organised.
 
Japan has welcomed me with open arms. As I now have permanent resident status I was given the red carpet treatment at the airport. Absolutely exhausted on arrival but the in-laws are lovely.
 
On my second day here I went for a run in the rain at 5am, barefoot for stress relief, and became so lost that it took me three hours to navigate home. I had run about 15 kilometres and four stations away. Eventually I arrived home on the train sopping wet from a monsoonal cloudburst. What a sight I must have been for all the Tokyo businessmen on their morning commute. Amazingly my wife and in laws are used to me by now. 

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Everything seems pretty easy when you know how but bloody hard when you haven't got a clue. That's life, isn't it? Just fear of the unknown.  Funny thing my friend’s wife says is, "It doesn't make sense because you don't understand".  That makes me giggle.

​Through tradition and culture the Japanese have kept an amazing focus on the small significant aspects of life: the changing of the seasons, preparation of food, the view from the window.

 
Mt Fuji looks great this morning.
 
The bullet train of Toyo has blown my mind, but one thing remains the same. Kindness is still kindness, no matter where you go. 
 
Thank you, Wonthaggi, for your kindness.

11 Comments
Hilary Stuchbery
4/11/2017 08:08:45 am

Thank you Mark for sharing your beautiful and moving story with us folks in Wonthaggi. Congratulations on finishing your lovely, sustainable house. I'm sure you will prosper in such a kind, tolerant atmosphere as you are experiencing in Japan. Good luck with future train rides in life.
Hilary

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Catherine Watson
5/11/2017 08:23:11 am

Over this past cruel winter, I watched with awe as Mark finished his house. Sakura Studio has been designed with thoughtfulness and built with loving craftsmanship. It is a small space of beautiful proportions that gives a sense of peace to all who enter.
It's also an antidote to the big, dumb, brick veneer barns going up in their hundreds on new estates all around Bass Coast. If only our shire could buck the suburban trend with more unique places like this.

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Marilyn Shaw
6/11/2017 09:34:12 pm

What a lovely story about love and kindness and a beautiful house bulit with sensitivity !

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bob middleton
7/11/2017 04:54:06 pm

Impossible to pass by this studio house and not have your interest and curiosity aroused, a tribute to it's eye catching design. Thank you for showing us inside Mark and for sharing with us part of your adventurious life. May we read more in the Post as time goes by..

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Sammi Colenso-Wallace
8/11/2017 11:08:30 am

What an wonderful inspiring story, by and equally wonderful and inspiring human being.

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Michelle Fincher
8/11/2017 11:13:13 am

Great tread Mark. All the best in Japan. Hope you get a few waves over there

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Karen Morse
8/11/2017 03:15:30 pm

Awesome read Teddy ~ all the best for the next stage of your journey. Kaz x

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Paul Mannix
8/11/2017 09:05:00 pm

Beautiful words Ted :)
Well done mate, I’m massively proud of you. Congratulations for getting off that train to destruction. Please don’t ever step back on it.
Say a big Gday to Toko and Sakura for me.

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Glenda Fraser
13/11/2017 12:49:35 pm

Lovely Story, is this Studio available for rent/short stay and through whom?

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Sandy
15/11/2017 07:38:58 pm

Strength does not come from what you can do. It comes when you take challenging moments in your stride & determined not to give up. When you go through hardship & decides not to surrender that is strength.
You my brother have buckets full of strength xxx

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Barb McConnell
17/11/2017 07:37:02 am

Mark you are an inspiration. I often think of our adventures at the island and would love to recreate them with my family. You should be so very proud of your achievements. xx

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