In the hallway hangs our
2016 calendar. This year’s has pictures of Japanese woodblocks.
As usual on Sunday we
turned the page to the next month, November. Ever since I find myself waylaid
by the image there. It is entitled “South Wind, Clear Sky (‘Red Fuji’) (detail)
from Thirty-Six Views of Mount Fuji, c. 1831” by Katsushika Hokusai.
The detail is just of Mount
Fuji with a bit of clouded sky above, & two toned blue, I would say, pine forested
land below. Fuji itself is golden sand coloured with a white snow cap, little
more than a thin line of white, seeping downwards. It’s an apparently simple
image & yet it fascinates & absorbs. Fuji glows out of the darkness both of the image
& our hallway.
My intrigue is heightened by
the verse below which reads:
“Deep in the mountains,
beyond the knowledge of spring,
on a pine bough door
there are faintly suspended
beads of liquid snow.” (Untitled by Yosano Hiroshi)
I find the idea of liquid
snow wonderful. And for that matter, something being the knowledge of spring.
Each day as I pass the
calendar my spirits are lifted. A bit of me glows along with Mount Fuji.
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