Sleeping Mountains

Reflections on life, literature, and culture.

Category: Art

Stereoview Photography


ATTACK OF THE ZOMBIE MAIKO

(A stereoview photograph of maiko and children looking through a torn shoji screen taken in the Meiji period by T. Enami.)

I stumbled across a collection of stereoview photographs of Meiji Japan by a Japanese photographer named Enami Nobukuni (1859 – 1929), also known as T. Enami. It’s amazing how orientalist the themes of these pictures seem now, but the photographer was Japanese. Of course, many stereographs were exported to consumers in the US, Germany, and other countries. I chose a few of my favorites so far to show to you, but there are so many more that I haven’t even looked at yet.

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Nationality: from Takamine to Tahrir

(“Baby Insadon” by Takamine Tadasu from ZAIM.)

Is a person’s identity tied to their nationality? Is language and culture divided along national borders? Does someone with two nationalities have two identities or none? What nationality is someone without the citizenship of the country they have lived in their whole lives? In a non-agricultural community, what does it mean to identify with the land? Why do immigrants have to run bureaucratic gauntlets? Or, to summarize, what is a nation?

These are questions that have plagued me off and on my whole life. Of course, my case is a privileged one, being born in Germany with German and US citizenship before moving to the States for most of my education and finally ending up as a resident of Japan. There are far more expats, immigrants, and people with ambiguous citizenship in this world, who struggle more with their national identity and with government bureaucracies so that they might live fulfilling lives where they find themselves.

In early January, I finished translating the exhibition catalogue for the Takamine Tadasu Exhibition at the Yokohama Museum of Art. On January 21, I was invited to attend the exhibition opening, and although the event was nothing like the fashionable party I had imagined it would be, I was impressed by the exhibition itself. Read the rest of this entry »

Sasameyuki

(Homage to Wilson A. Bentley #4. 2005 – 2006.)

I recently stumbled across this snow photography by Yuji Ogawa, and by the next day had this image installed as my current desktop. Ogawa developed a technique to photograph snow crystals as they fall from the sky. I find it hard to imagine how small these flakes must be, and yet they have so much fine structure.

To go with it, a fitting waka that I first learned as a part of the kuse dance for the noh play Yuki. I quote it here in the original from the “Ukifune” chapter of The Tale of Genji.

峰の雪汀の氷踏み分けて君にぞ惑ふ道にまどはず

Mine no yuki migiwa no kōri fumiwakete kimi ni zo madō michi ni madowazu

Snow on the peaks, breaking the ice along the shore with each footstep, you confound me, but the road does not

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Ogata Korin’s Irises

(The left screen of Kōrin’s Irises. Both screens can be seen at the museum website here.)

It rained today, but I had a strong urge to get out and do something, so I went to the Nezu Museum for the last day of an exhibition that included Ogata Kōrin’s pair of folding screens depicting irises.

The museum is located in Omotesandō, an area where many upscale fashion designers have elaborate boutiques, and yet the Nezu Museum itself bridges contemporary design and tradition.  It’s main building was recently rebuilt in metal and glass.  Yet its vast tile roof, deep eves, and dim lighting are reminiscent of traditional Japanese architecture.

Behind the museum gallery, the large traditional garden has four tea houses, all of which were in use today by women in gorgeous kimono ostensibly engaged in private tea ceremonies within the clay walls, paper covered windows, and thatched roofs. Read the rest of this entry »

Is art an amoral (or even immoral) luxury or a moral necessity?


(The Golden Pavilion in Kyoto, built during the worst famine in Japanese history.)

In a world with hunger, war, and great inequalities, although I live a simple life as a student, I do so within the richest societies of the world: the US, Japan, and Germany. I have the luxury of traveling to other countries, and I have rarely chosen to go to countries less privileged than my own. One may call this socio-economic – even a form of nationalistic – discrimination, but I will openly admit my own weakness when faced with other people’s suffering. I want to help, but know not how.

And then, there is what I do. I spend all my time pursuing the most luxurious pastimes: education and art. Both of these are only practicable when all other needs are satisfied, but they do satisfy the spirit like no other activity. Some artists and many scholars talk about the internal drive that governs their activities in art and research. I would say this drive is more fundamental than some basic needs, but why is that so? That’s what I would like to think about here, but of the two, education is perhaps more easily justified as moral. So, I would like to focus on the question:  How can art be justified?

Many would say art is not justified. A criminal’s interests in literature and art even now are presented in courtrooms to condemn the criminal’s moral capacity. So it may be said that art makes evil inner desires apparent. Certainly I agree with that, and in that sense art is an indulgence, but in the act of engaging in art in whatever form, those inner desires are externalized for inspection. The artist and the audience both can then draw their own moral judgment of the situation presented artistically. Therefore, a person’s preference in art may show the challenges that person faces, but not that person’s level of moral judgment. So, art is a tool for developing moral judgment.

However, art is still a luxury. Read the rest of this entry »

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