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......The moon and flowers:
Forty nine years
......Walking about and wasting time.
Forty nine years: Kobayashi Issa (1763-1827): translated by R. H. Blyth in Haiku, Volume I: Eastern Culture, 1947
Views of the full moon by Hiroshige Andō (Utagawa Hiroshige) (1797-1858)
Gekka momo ni tsubakura: Moon, swallows and peach blossoms: Hiroshige Andō (1797-1858) (Irving H. Olds Collection, Japanese Prints and Drawings, Library of Congress)
The moon over a waterfall (another version of the above), from Twenty-Eight Moonlight Views, early 1830s
Full moon over a mountain landscape, from Eight Views of the Province Omi (Omi Hakkei), between 1831 and 1837
Men poling boats past a bank with willows, from The Sixty-nine Stations of the Kiso-kaidō, 1834-1842
Bamboo Yards, Kyōbashi Bridge (Tokyo), from One Hundred Famous Views of Edo, between 1756 and 1758 (Asian Art Collection, Brooklyn Museum)
I'm assuming that assembling and arranging this made you as happy as it has made me viewing it. Thank you. Just splendid. Curtis
ReplyDeleteI think Hiroshige would be pleased with your work. Regarding the memory issue and our feelings about work completed, I'm reminded of something Ian Fleming wrote in one of the James Bond novels about the body not being able to remember physical pain. I think Fleming was mistaken there; we remember all sorts of pain. Viewing this terrific pocket museum makes me recall our visit last weekend to the new home of the Barnes Collection on the Parkway in Philadelphia. The Barnes used to be a sort of pocket museum in Merion, a close suburb, and was a lovely, unique place, but now the city grafters have turned the collection into just an "another painting, another wall" experience. (Of course the art is still wonderful.) 84 as the new 49 is an uplifting thought. Curtis
ReplyDeleteCurtis,
ReplyDeleteI did enjoy the fun with numerology, especially in concocting the idea of a Hiroshige series which never existed save here and now... and what with 84 being the new 49, as I have read somewhere (but of course forget where).
"84"
ReplyDelete"49"
same full moon
but
who is counting
the "full moon"
some Stone, eh
maybe y'all can un
cover about 1,427
more of
Hiroshige's wood-block
prints to ride-along w my
"full moon" 'shorties'
full moon
I think I'm in love
with a rock
(y'all mademyday TC
thanks)
Curtis,
ReplyDeleteForgive the lacuna there. (You see I am meant to be forgetting that I keep not remembering things.)
Ed,
ReplyDeleteSorry I missed that one (hid under a google moon rock).
Beautiful! If walking about the moon and the flowers is wasting time, I'm all for it.
ReplyDeleteSo busy under that moon. Nature is bigger than busy humans and larger, still nature is side by side and the moon another part but not a part. Moon's empire is night and darkness. Try ignoring that different light. Working there is slower, distracting, crisp.
ReplyDeleteTom,
ReplyDelete"walking about and wasting time"
Just beautiful -- I wonder how many full moons there have been since Hiroshige's "moonlit views"?
6.5
light coming into sky above still black
ridge, white circle of moon by branches
in foreground, sound of wave in channel
added an inscription, after
that “blue and yellow”
here and there, before this
somewhere else, think
grey rain cloud against plane of ridge,
silver of drops splashing into channel
Making a poem that so perfectly projects purposelessness must have taken a lifetime of resolve.
ReplyDeleteBut the moon's in no hurry.
And the sun has actually just come out. And someone says, "See my purple geraniums". Must be the transit of Venus. Here and then gone.
The cats are fighting over the spot of sun.
Every one of these is my favorite! Even the repeats where the inking is different.
ReplyDeleteLast night the moon got rained out. Hoping for clear weather here tonight.
Hazen,
ReplyDeleteYou've caught me making twelve equal fourteen. Should have known I'd never sneak that past the closest looker.
I too like the variations in tone in the different versions of the prints.
Different moods.
Reflecting and commenting
ReplyDeleteOn what Nin says—
C’mon, Tom, keep
Wasting our time!
It's the specialty of the house.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful/ thank you.
ReplyDeleteFour of these prints adorn one of the walls of my bedroom -- a Christmas gift to my wife several years ago -- and I've never tired of any of them. My wife has infinitely better taste than I re: visual arts. On this I'm sure and glad.
ReplyDeleteThanks, barkstry and Brad.
ReplyDeleteMy wife too has the better interior decorating instincts.
(Though a raucous three-cat trainwreck in her gallery but a moment ago seems to have temporarily rearranged her permanent collection.)
Wonderful Blyth translation, stunning assemblage ...
ReplyDeleteand, of course, it took Issa's lifetime to write such a "simple" poem, as you say.
Beautiful.
Don, I believe Issa had it right (as always). It takes an entire wasted life to "achieve" the slightest iota of Anything. But it's probably all down to the quality of the wasting. The more complete, the more perfect.
ReplyDeleteEasier said than done of course!
I too broached this wasted-life method
ReplyDelete-ology
a cpl years ago. Now that I am passed
71 I can tell y'all
from x perience (as in a 'shortie' that I wrote:
so
much
time
spent
getting
ready
well... now back out into the back yard to
watch the weeds grow :