citylikeyou — The Noguchi Museum — New York by Aya Kawabata

New York / Art

One of favorite museums in NYC.

Website
noguchi.org

Address
The Noguchi Museum, 9-01 33rd Road, New York, United States

Art Director Artist Designer Graphic Designer Illustrator Visual Artist

Current city: New York

Other cities: Tokyo Berlin Eindhoven Paris Milan

ayakawabata.com

Aya is a designer, and artist from Tokyo, Japan, based in NYC, sometime Europe. Her work was featured by Vogue Magazine UK, Maison&Objet Paris, New York Times, IDEAT, TL mag, Domus, AIGA Eyes on Design, Adobe creative jams and more. She was selected one of four new designers 2017 in Salone del mobile Satelite Milan design week ‘17 by Luxos Magazine. From ages 3 to 18 she studied classical violin; this early and extensive study of music continues to be a big influence on her process. Her work was a finalist for addition to the permanent collection of the Cranbrook Art Museum and the Stedelijk Museum. Winner of “Best new talent designer ‘2016” at the DMY Berlin International Design Festival. Silver medal at A’Design Award 2017. You can find her projects in several countries such as: Tokyo Japan, Eindhoven Netherlans, Berlin Germany, Paris France, Milan Italy, Oslo Norway, Sweden, and NYC, Boston, Chicago in USA.

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