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Sunday, 2006.09.03
A rough coast through a long lens. This was taken from the verandah of the room where we were staying.
That's not sky at the top of the picture, by the way -- I was shooting into a mountain:
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Saturday, 2006.09.02
It all comes together in this one, my favourite of the bunch. It's a superb illustration and perfectly pitched advertising, beautifully executed and richly sentimental.
A late winter afternoon turns golden and the fragrance of the plum tree brightens as the air chills. An exquisitely turned out creature who could be a young woman or yet but a girl has been amusing herself at play while awaiting someone's return by sea. She sits on the verandah, her Osaka Steamship kite propped against the house behind her, in a luminous and cloyingly well-composed image of domestic warmth. We know there has been anticipation, but of what kind? Her gaze -- is it just banal? Oh, inscrutable Orient! -- is absolutely unreadable.
She is bound to the image -- is it the man she is to marry who returns? -- by the promise of spring: trees and flowers link her graphically and organically to foreground and background elements and suggest that her role in this domestic universe is as simple and ordered as the plum tree's, whose branch seems to entwine, chastely, the floral design on her kimono just below her knee. The design sweeps up to her hand which holds a racquet whose brush of bamboo carries our gaze across her obi to the continuing effloresence on her collar. Her head is perfectly superimposed against a pine tree on the bluff at the end of the garden so that the flowers in her hair seem almost part of it rather than her.
She's not just home, in the sense that she comfortably occupies the landscape, she is the landscape. And now, thanks to Osaka Steamship and her awaited one's return, that landscape will be complete.
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Friday, 2006.08.18
My daughter taking a picture of the moon on Yakushima.
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Friday, 2006.08.18
As of about 1:20 p.m. last Wednesday afternoon, I am a permanent resident — Ê∞∏‰ΩèËÄÖ — of the great nation of Japan.
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Tuesday, 2006.08.15
**Desktops:**
[1024 × 768](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_1024x768.jpg "407 KB JPG")
[1280 × 800](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_1280x800.jpg "516 KB JPG") MacBook
[1440 × 900](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_1440x900.jpg "644 KB JPG") 15" MacBook Pro
[1680 × 1050](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_1680x1050.jpg "848 KB JPG") 17" MacBook Pro, 20" Cinema Display
[1920 × 1200](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_1920x1200.jpg "1 MB JPG") 23" Cinema Display
[2560 × 1600](http://www.antipixel.com/blog/archives/images/yakushima/yakushima_forest_2560x1600.jpg "1.6 MB JPG") 30" Cinema Display
You definitely want to see this one larger. A good example of the type of forest you see on Yakushima just under a kilometre or so above sea level.
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Tuesday, 2006.08.15
Anyone inclined to a sense of genuinely absurd injustice will not be surprised to learn that [the obese now outnumber the hungry](http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/4793455.stm "BBC: There are now more overweight people across the world than hungry ones, according to experts.").
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Monday, 2006.08.14
I think this is my least favourite of the 5 cards in this series, but I'm not sure I know why. I was going to write something about kitsch across the waves, and how the channels opened up by steamships and eventual globalized travel enabled not only grand, epochal historic forces but also minor little cultural warps such as kitsch, but I have only something about her pose and the underside of her left arm to go buy and certainty deserts me.
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Sunday, 2006.08.13
Of course you knew you were going to see [onigawara](http://www.antipixel.com/mt/mt-searchHandler.cgi?IncludeBlogs=5&search=onigawara) from Yakushima and here are two terrific specimens, one by day, the other by night. Above is the roof of a house that must belong to a fishing family: the fellow in the middle of the onigawara is [Ebisu](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_Gods_of_Fortune), god of fishermen.
This one is made of tin, I think, and was on the not-quite-mature copper roof of a prohibitively expensive shop selling things made from yaku-sugi (a beautiful cedar from Yakushima).
Click either photo for a larger view.
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Sunday, 2006.08.13
**Update:** This morning not a single mosquito larva was observed in either pot. Not one. My pretties appear to have devoured every last wriggler during the night. There was a single young mosquito which had managed to emerge from the water. It was pale and not yet quite its adult form and clinging to the inside of the pot just above the waterline. I let it live. It is the last of its kind. I fed the fish tonight a little krill meal as a special treat.•••
I'm trying to grow a lotus in a pot on the concrete stoop in front of my room. I'm not having much luck, but perhaps it's just taking its time getting settled. I am having terrific luck breeding mosquitos, though, and the pot teems with wrigglers great and small. So today I introduced predatory fish, medaka, to feast upon the larvae. They've only been in there a couple of hours but have gone to it with great gusto. I put 7 of them in the lotus pot and 3 in a pot in which my wife is growing some sort of other water lilly (with somewhat more success, damn it) and which is also a-wriggle. You get 10 fish for ¥400. I'm hoping at this point for future generations of specially trained attack medaka. I noticed they seem to go after the larvae that give them a bit of a chase, ignoring the easy ones right in front of them. They're sporting about it, and not unaware of the thrill of the hunt, bless their carnivorous little souls. I hope they prosper and multiply (within balance). In The Ecology of Eden Evan Eisenberg mentions the importance of having a garden, even if it's only a plant in a pot on a windowsill, in order to have something to take care of, some other living thing on which you must attend. I'm hoping for a little ecosystem out the front there, with fish fattening on mosquito wrigglers, their pooh nourishing lotus blossoms, friendly organisms, a nitrogen cycle, births, deaths. And then there's the aesthetic pleasure, tinged a little morbidly with the eternal struggle, of seeing the surface of the water churn when one of the fish takes a strike.
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