Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Corner View Contrasts in 3 acts: Light and Shadow, an Essay, and a Sandwich




1.

I invite you to a post about contrast today,
first please come this way for some shadow play....


2.
Next I'll lead you to where you can find my essay.
It's a story of meeting a woman in Japan one fine day;
it fits this weeks theme, as it contrasts between the old and the new.
Please click on here if that interests you:



The Tatami Edge









3.


The part 3 is a contrast between roots and the crown,
You know this flower called the Lotus whose beauty starts
underground.
From the mud to the sun it makes its way into the world.
The lotus root is a key to health in the colder seasons,
I've only just found,
while the flower can regulate it's temperature to high heat without making a sound.

The theme of contrast helps make sense of how things unfurl,
it's the black and the white and the dark and the light, the root and the crown and
the mud underground
that forms what is in balance, all things energized,


and now my poem is unwhirling and I realize
I haven't offered you the sandwich yet.
So here you go,
it's renkon, that's lotus root, on a baguette:


(OK it's brown rice bread, but that doesn't rhyme,
I'll make one for you if you visit one time)





Now, to direct you to other corner views...
Thank you Dana for hosting this week's C.V. on contrast, and Welcome back, Jane,!
This time it was the moon
who asked me
to dance.


Aikawarazu Life in Japan, Joanne Yoshida

Monday, November 2, 2009

What were the colors of Aphrodite's throne?


I pick up the book of

Gods from the tatami

floor and flip through

pages where Cronus managed

his escape at last and

Zeus climbs up the rainbow

steps to his.

Skimming through

emblems of the Gods---

An eagle and a woodpecker

on page 3

(Qeen Hera had an ivory

throne)

Ah, here it is on page 7.

“Next to Athene sat Aphrodite,

Goddess of Love and Beauty.

Nobody knew who her parents were.

The South Wind said that he had once

seen her floating in a scallop

shell off the island of Cythera, and steered her

gently ashore.”

I skim down to

a new moon boat.

Appollo’s wives,

one turned into a tree.

No, no, I skipped a page,

That’s Artemis.

Aphrodite’s throne was

Silver,

“inlaid with beryls and

aquamarines, the back

shaped like a scallop

shell,

the seat

made of swan’s down, and…”

Under my feet there’s

a golden mat—

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Corner View--Hot Springs Water








































There isn't any dry terrain
when your bathing pleine-air
in the rain.

From the source right to your skin,
soak with friends or soak
with kin.

In Japan when you say
"water" and it's fall,
there is one word that says it all--

Onsen*



Onsen=温泉=おんせん=hot springs


I am grateful that where we live,
Oita Prefecture, is one of the best spots for Onsen in Japan.
Please follow the flow of water-themed posts around the world to other great spots in this weeks Corner View:


Monday, October 26, 2009

poem from a dream


See you tomorrow,

no matter how many
days
there are in-between.


JGY

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Oita Hovercraft, Sayonara


There are some facts and occurrences in the periphery of our daily lives that we just seem to take for granted, and only when we know they will soon be gone do we realize how special they are...

the rest of the story at today's Bionic Bong



have a happy weekend! appreciate what you have while it's here.!..
JGY

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Corner View--"To-ma-re" Dream





I've been having a recurring dream. It was with me several years ago when I couldn't stop noticing the "Stop" sign painted on the ground, the Japanese characters "To, Ma, Re", written:



At that time I drew and painted "To-ma-re (止まれ)". My dream then was to stand up the 3 Japanese characters on a field in the countryside town of Yufuin, and have people come and picnic there. Like in this sketch at the left:



Part of the dream was to "stop" the development of the open spaces, or at least bring attention to the "land for sale" signs that were popping up all over and trees were being cut down for the development.


I fell in love with one tree, and I visit it often to make sure it's still there. I made one of the characters as a collaboration (*) , but I never made the other two. Although I have brought friends to the site and laid out a blanket under the tree.

The word "Tomare" has come to have many meanings for me over the years, as I have slowed down and 'stop' more and more often to smell flowers.

Recently a friend brought up this 'Tomare' again, and gave me an idea to use it in another way. She suggested putting it on a product, something I could sell. It is something that would lay on the ground, and it is something I could roll up and bring to the site and look up from it at the tree and at the sky. Others could use it for a certain practice which would connect the form of the character to being centered in the body.

I would have to invest some money into this product, and I don't know if it would be easy to sell.
I am writing this here so I can affirm to myself that I want to make this tiny artistic dream real.
Can you guess what the 'product' is that I want to make from this description? I will send the first to guess what it is a small tomare souvenir.

Thank you for reading this post. Communicating a dream, however small it may be, can sometimes be a step to making it real.

Happy Wednesday, may your dreams come true.
Click on the quote below to follow the dreams of this weeks Corner View:
You may say I'm a dreamer... but I'm not the only one. --John Lennon, Imagine





(*) to view other "Tomare" posts, click "tomare" in the labels just below



Tuesday, October 20, 2009

morning news, white fish phenomonen

some people asked about the wild white fish in the 'white' corner view post a few wednesdays back.
if you would like to know more about it, please catch the headlines on today's
bionic bong, click here

happy day to you from JGY
begin your day with light news from Japan

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Enka na no

a nine year old girl and an eleven year old girl are being interviewed on a popular tv talk show
the eleven year old is an enka singer and the nine year old is a tak-kyu player
the ping-pong player doesn't like melon but the enka singer does
the enka singer's favorite food is turtle soup and the ping-pong player's favorite is ume boshi
'unusual', the interviewer jokes, don't nine and eleven year olds usually like curry rice or hamburgers and crave a Mister Donut? the girls laugh politely and say, well, sometimes
the enka singer stands up and belts out a few lines of a song as she moves her hands in ways that i've only seen before as mudras in meditation
she sits down and returns to being a nine year old girl next to an eleven year old girl
the interviewer takes off his shirt while talking about chocolate parfaits and changes into a hand-painted polo shirt with a picture of his face and the name of the show and the shows mascot
the three go into the next room where a studio is filled with a ping-pong table and bright lights
the interviewer and the 9 year old champion begin to play as the eleven year old singer and a human-sized dog who is a person in a dog suit sit and watch the game

(applause)

enka=traditional style of Japanese singing
tak-kyu= ping-pong
ume boshi= dried pickled plums

Friday, October 16, 2009

PS for the Love of the Moon

For 2 days it is dark and I can't find
the moon.


Where do you go, when
that last little sliver
turns in to the night.

I wait for you to re-appear
as a sliver
of light.



Joanne G. Yoshida, Aikawarazu Life in Japan

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Corner View--Love

,




Love from Japan, Manga-style!
(drawn by YY)

Happy corner view, I love you and you and you:
(and you who are not on corner view...)

Sunday, October 11, 2009

marlon brando, a neil young song, and me*





tsugi no kyoku wa...Box Car
It doesn't matter when I get off
It doesnt' matter where I ride
I'm just a passenger on this old freight train...**

how can it be? I'm on a street in Oita, just had some sushi & coffee, walking carefree, when I hear, live, a song I know by Buffalo Springfield.
when was the last time I heard this song? and why has it come to me now.

my friend Miki knows I am being pulled to listen. she taps me on the shoulder
and says she'll take the girls somewhere else in the park.

this singer who is Japanese finds voices
deep in his throat and it is like listening to Neil Young...

he changes his acoustic guitar for an electric one , white with a strap dotted with peace
signs and white doves, could this be Love?

Let it become psychedelic...
he tells us to float
the image of a glass of tequilla
in our heads. why? satisfy,
wish a fish on the road ...
what arises in your mind... all I see now are the clouds floating by and I return to be
a school girl who just found her first smile.


* When I heard this line by Neil Young: "Marlon Brando, Pocohantas, and Me" I jotted it down in my notebook, and for the fun of it used a variation in my post title-- I just liked the sound of it.

**these are lyrics from another song called Box Car, I don't think that it is by Neil Young



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