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Life of Okami's “Strenuous Efforts”

---Steps to the Opening of The website---

17. Powerful Top Page

I gave a deep thought what a powerful top page was like after I had been told by my seniors at OSMC.

The top page I had made was not powerful enough to sell more expensive things than the value of 3000 yen.

As I did not get the meaning of ‘ powerful', I asked for the instruction to several seniors.

Their answers were only “ difficult matters” and weren't straight to the clear answers.

Gradually I became to know that beautiful images or pictures and much explanative description were indispensable for selling expensive items.

Therefore , after then, I spent my time on looking at and touching ‘USHIKUBI-TSUMUGI' many times to find the suitable explanation of the actual colors and qualities.

My training was to be able to confront with ‘USHIKUBI-TSUMUGI'.

Though my knowledge and experience of the item were scarce, I collected as many books as possible on Kimonos and started to write the description of them.

One page of explanation for one item from a scratch was very hard but I kept writing anyway. Then I purchased soft for HP and worked with it for twenty hours every day.

My time was not enough for all the works, changing the colors and sizes of the fonts, controlling the size of the colors, the tone of their colors , and studying other models of the sites.

With no knowledge of the way how I could clean up the sources, of appropriate size of the fonts at the time.

I just kept on doing by ‘ trials and errors'.

I still could see the grope in the dark which had remained in the later source of the site.

I saw all the changes of the fonts, refinement of the table which had still not cleanrd away.

My present day owes much to my past accumulated work.

These times were when I was fed up with making HP, not having heard other people's words, TV sounds. I even couldn't remember if I had any descent meal.

May people worried about me and gave me calls, invited me for dinners, but I had no time to accept them. Even one second of the time was precious.

Four months later, when I went to a beauty salon, I noticed how much my hair had been damaged. I couldn't but laugh at myself to see my damaged hair.

One time of those days, my son, a high school boy said to me, “ You look so happy”.

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