After a couple of hours drive from Fukuoka by bus, we arrived in Imari Saga, which is my husband’s hometown in order to meet with his family and to celebrate my arrival in Japan. This was actually my second time to be around the town and things were still as peaceful since the last time I was here (well maybe only a little more colder). Since we’re spending our time here before new years eve, we’ve decided to planned out some small trips around the island of Kyushu for the next past days.
The next morning, me and my husband packed up and drove to see the world known Imari Porcelain in a small village called Okawachiyama Village found in the city of Imari, Saga. Located in Kyushu, the South Island of Japan, Imari Saga is renowned for its famous ceramic pottery dating back long centuries ago and producing world class ceramic porcelains.
Okawachiyama Village was not as touristy as you thought it would be. Hotels and restaurants were quite spars although you will find most of their shops sell ceramic wares as their primary business.
Just underneath the bridge was a small creek where you can go for a little stroll. There were also quite a few piece that struck my attention like these logs that changeably poured out water from a stream and these porcelain bells and its mystical ring that almost sounded like somebody was whispering ( and I mean that seriously).
The place was serene and undeniably peaceful. There’s parking lots and information sites for visitors but the rest were preserved well by its nature. When we arrived, first I’ve noticed was the famous entrance bridge made by porcelains which I always see in tourist guide books. Of course, I wouldn’t miss to take pictures of it!
Walking inside the village felt almost like I’m in an old themed movie where their were no technologies available aside from the cars of the people living in the village. Yes, sorry to say but there’s no other way you can get yourself here than a private car or a tourist bus.
We couldn’t leave the village without seeing their proudly made ceramic porcelains. We hopped from shops to shops admiring all those finely crafted plates and tea cups. I was so careful not to get all fidgety because one wrong move and I might end up breaking something. The prices which I know you were all curious about varied of course. My husband said that all of it were painted by hand so each piece was unique and one of its kind.
Everything were just well kept despite the fact that this village has stood for hundreds of years! Each corners were picturesque while the houses and the nature surrounding the village looked so surreal.
The village was indeed a fragile beauty, not because it’s weak and vulnerable but because of its timeless and precious history of art that definitely stood time.