Austria - Japonia May 2026

Over the winter, a strange collaboration bloomed. O-Kuni taught Felix the koten honkyoku —meditative pieces for shamisen rooted in Zen Buddhist shakuhachi tradition. In return, Felix showed her how to notate her improvisations. They could not speak directly, but Kenji translated every bow stroke, every bent note, every silence held too long. By February, Felix had stopped calling it “Austrian music” or “Japanese music.” He simply called it “ours.”

The sonata would not remain unfinished. Not anymore. Not ever again. Austria - Japonia

That night, Felix played his violin alone in the tea house. O-Kuni was not there. The shamisen sat on its stand, silent. He played the first movement of a sonata he had begun composing in November—a dialogue between a Viennese waltz and a sankyoku melody. In the middle, he stopped. He had written the second movement for two instruments. He could not finish it alone. Over the winter, a strange collaboration bloomed