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CLARO TRAS LA NEVADA
Un claro tras la nieve: unido azul; trae el viento vernal grita de grullas. Allende el polvo mundanal, yo solo; cala todo mi ser la fresca brisa. En viejo estanque albea la luna fría; sobre la peña penden vagas nubes. De madrugada no hay nadie mirando las flores de ciruelo en haz de agua.
Fukuda Kodōjin
福田古道人
di-versión©ochoislas
PREVIEW FOR DRAWING, CW FOR BLOOD AND GORE BELOW THE CUT!
I love mods for games. Most game devs aren't going to make a character call you a twat. Modders will make a character speak to you in morse code and when you translate it manually it calls you a twat.
“Landscape after Mi Fu“ by Fukuda Kodōjin (福田古道人), 1918, with his Classical Chinese poem in the upper left:
One day I said goodbye to fame and fortune, Beneath the forest, forgot all worldly noise. Please take a look at the Principles of Nature: Spring bamboo shoots with summer surge up high.
Ink on silk from the collection of the Minneapolis Institute of Art
[This question was asked by @ask-surgeon-of-death!]
“Heya Cap’n! Fancy seeing you here!” <Oh thank god Shachi and I were smart enough to go with the backup plan.> “We didn’t forget! This is Keith and Kaleido. We got them both for a decent price as well. A wonderful 2 ‘n 1 deal!” <Ahhh~ Contingency Plan B. Never fails.> [Meanwhile: The mun is sobbing happily because they got to draw den-den mushis. God they love those snails.] [Reference: Cameko-> Camera. Kanshi -> Surveillance]
kanshi… shuu…. kanshuu things 🕊️🦅
(kanshi is my hato oc) ✨
(shuu design used by @vellichorom and she is also the person to beg me to post this)
“Landscape with Spring Scenery“ by Fukuda Kodōjin (福田古道人), 1918, with his Classical Chinese poem in the upper right:
Amid flowering trees are perched hidden birds; In stony tarn are swimming lovely fish. I sally forth, enjoying myself for hours, Return back home, again flip through my books.
Ink and color on silk from the collection of the Minneapolis Institute of Art
A hanging scroll dating to 1836 with a classical Chinese poem composed & inscribed by Ema Saikō (江馬細香) (1787-1861), one of the leading literati of the time highly regarded for her painting, poetry, and calligraphy:
As I become half a hundred, I begin to understand past mistakes; Slowly, slowly, my intentions have been thwarted. Cranes are tall, ducks short--it is not humans who made them so. Fish leap, hawks soar--all following the course of nature. My desires have faded away like spring snow, Old friends have vanished like stars at dawn. In the end, there is no use in potions for longevity, I only love to paint bamboo, its verdure reflected on my robe.
Image and translation from “77 Dances: Japanese Calligraphy by Poets, Monks, and Scholars, 1568-1868″ by Stephen Addiss, Weatherhill, 2006, page 156
