Everyone else was taking pictures, so I did too. (Turns out they were press or something. As the staff woman wasted no time in telling me.) I admit I didn't know his name but recognized his fabrics as soon as I saw them. Arai is the man behind Issey Miyake's pleats, for the most obvious example. The exhibit has sheets of fabric laid out gorgeously in a dark room with gently pulsing lights that bring out different shades and glimmers. There are a few videos showing how some of the dying is done and a few cuts of cloth tacked to the wall to satisfy the almost overwhelming urge to touch. They don't do much to quench the urge to wrap yourself up in them and prance down a red carpet, though.
At ¥1000 yen, the show is probably a little steep if you aren't super into textiles. My friend Angie is super into textiles and was communing with the fabrics on another level, though, long after I'd wandered off to see the nature paintings upstairs.
TimeOut Tokyo has all the pertinent location and admission info.
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