Sweet Seals For You, Always
i don't do bad sauce passes
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JBB: An Artblog!
shark vs the universe
oozey mess
DEAR READER
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
#extradirty
Cosmic Funnies
wallacepolsom
Peter Solarz
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
JVL
styofa doing anything
PR's Tumblrdome
@theartofmadeline
Three Goblin Art
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@eskeipism
Kimono with a modern twist.
So many of these gorgeous garments end of in boxes untouched. Osaka based stylists Saori Okada and Taylor E. recommend giving this traditional wear modern elements such as button down shirts, belts instead of obi, and hats. See the whole set on Seri Shoots.
D'espairs Ray.
2010 Yokohama, Japan.
Traditional chinese craftsmanship for architecture and furniture 榫卯 sǔn mǎo
The mortise and tenon technique does not use glues or nails and creates furniture that is usually very strong and durable.
Sorcery!
Things that need to be known.
One uncanny aspect of translating is when I am grappling with a sentence that would sound particularly wrong if I tried to preserve any part of the original structure or idioms, because nothing about it matches the way one would phrase such an idea in my language, so what I need to do is mentally divorce the sentence from its syntax and vocabulary, to try and find how my language would give form to the same concepts. It always makes me wonder, what am I working with here? What is left when you remove the grammar and specific word choices from a sentence? I don’t know, a shapeless mental porridge of pure meaning, a nebulous feeling of what another brain has tried to express. I find it amazing that your mind knows just what to do with something so unfathomable—that it’s just like “right, right, give me a minute” as it distillates meaning out of words like it’s nothing then lassoes it down from the platonic realm of forms to give it a completely new shape. What is ‘meaning’ and how does it exist in your mind in this liminal moment after you’ve extracted it from a foreign language but haven’t yet found words in your own language that can embody it? I don’t know.
And the moment you peek back at the original, just to check some random thing, that delicate grasp of wordless meaning completely fizzles away until you get stuck looking at grammar and words again.
One uncanny aspect of translating is when I am grappling with a sentence that would sound particularly wrong if I tried to preserve any part of the original structure or idioms, because nothing about it matches the way one would phrase such an idea in my language, so what I need to do is mentally divorce the sentence from its syntax and vocabulary, to try and find how my language would give form to the same concepts. It always makes me wonder, what am I working with here? What is left when you remove the grammar and specific word choices from a sentence? I don’t know, a shapeless mental porridge of pure meaning, a nebulous feeling of what another brain has tried to express. I find it amazing that your mind knows just what to do with something so unfathomable—that it’s just like “right, right, give me a minute” as it distillates meaning out of words like it’s nothing then lassoes it down from the platonic realm of forms to give it a completely new shape. What is ‘meaning’ and how does it exist in your mind in this liminal moment after you’ve extracted it from a foreign language but haven’t yet found words in your own language that can embody it? I don’t know.
And the moment you peek back at the original, just to check some random thing, that delicate grasp of wordless meaning completely fizzles away until you get stuck looking at grammar and words again.
#more like a phone that's been plugged in for 83 days and doesn't know how to work without being plugged in anymore#i will sputter and die after six minutes out of the house @fiddleabout
Truth.
A dose of inspirataion. Some shots of photography as art as mastered by Hong Kong photographer Wing Shya at his exhibition VISION with Kyotographie in Kyoto, Japan.
Mystery Meat
"The once a year Mystery Meat Festival"
Wait... I thought all cup noodle meat was mystery meat?
I beg to differ
To all of the authority figures who complained magenta hair wasn't natural: behold this fabulous color found in nature.
Lots of great energy out protesting Black Lives Matter in downtown Osaka yesterday. A group of around 1000 of Japanese and non-Japanese snaked through the streets beside traffic control officers.
Like a zombie movie. But not.
Back in the office today. By office I mean Doutor (coffee chain) with cheap coffee I’m addicted too. It’s crazy how my productivity goes up 1000x when I’m here downing coffee vs. working at home. Here’s a toast to being a Coffee Shop Nomad and #CautiousHopeAtReturningToNormalLife.
Today’s task is (silently) absorbing Sing Gently from Eric Whitacre’s Virtual Choir. It’s a beautiful piece. Any other singers out there participating? For those interested in joining you have to submit your video by May 22 and you can find out more info here. I’m cutting my deadline close (exactly what they asked not to do) but what did I say about productivity and working from home vs. the coffee shop?
Escape from the City
Osaka is a sprawling city of millions without the cultural sites of its neighbors Kyoto and Nara and the sheik internationalism of Tokyo. Osaka does have delicious food earning it the title the Kitchen of Japan and rivers. Lots of rivers.
A recent favorite of mine is the western-flowing Yamato River (Yamato-gawa 大和川) that runs from Nara Prefecture through Osaka Prefecture and out to Osaka Bay.
If you need to escape the city for a few hours I recommend hopping on the riverside paths for a refreshing walk or day trip bike ride. Note, the Yamato River goes much further into Nara than I’ve included on this map.
If you’re looking for a longer ride fork off to the Ishikawa River before heading back to the city.
Soon after you leave Kawachi-Kokubu the air turns fresh and clear and you can smell the forest. Here’s where the magic happens.
The ride into Nara.
Five string violin.
Harvest @ Zeela // Osaka, Japan.
Girls metal band RagDollz.
Old School Rockers from Japanese 90′s bands Color and Speed-iD.
