Scent of roses does not only have psychological impact but also physiological.
Scent of Roses
Mari
“Thank you
Because of you
The sea is now tender for me”
(excerpt from Kiriko: An extraction by Yuguin the minstrel)
Dream
Sir Richard Branson visited my dream.
We talked about many things, and we both absolutely love Mike Oldfield. Tears came to his eyes when I mentioned Tubular Bells.
Then, this dream somehow made me realise my personality and my real strength.
Secret Ingredient
What if there is some secret ingredient that humanity has missed, secret overtone that would once and for all stop war and enable us to live peacefully? What if we have just missed this one element of human psyche that has gone unsatisfied, one need for human that’s so essential that it’s causing all the trouble and suffering?
This discovery would change everything. This would undoubtedly be the biggest invention human has ever made. Bigger than finding extraterrestrial life.
I think we are closer now than ever for this discovery.
Regarding Japanese Photo Magazines
I really hate how in Japanese photo magazines include camera and lens info to the pictures, often superimposed over the image. Anyone who has a little understanding how cameras work, focal length, aperture and shutter speed can be figured out just by looking at the photo. It is not exactly rocket science.. And chef’s don’t superimpose the manufacturer and type of their pans and kettles to the food, right?
But further more, this habit of including the information to the image just shows the materialistic value of today’s photo book publishing, photography becomes a cheap advertisement for camera makers and the artistic meaning of the picture is tarnished if not destroyed completely.
I was glad that Nippon Camera’s Nude Photo issue does not do this although the publication suffers from censorship and other editorial issues.
Typhoon
Typhoon has passed. Last night I felt anxious. The wind was rattling the glass door that separates my kitchen from my living room. And now there is no single cloud in the sky. It’s hard to believe.
There is saying in Japan, once typhoon passes it never returns.
Then maybe life is not unlike typhoon.
maybe..
Maybe ocean doesn’t know itself
how deep it is
Yuguin the minstrel
I met my good friend novelist Yuguin today. He gave me his short story, “Kiriko: An Extraction”. I was moved by it.
The ocean that Yuguin gazed at
With Kiriko the model girl
Was different from any other sea
But the breeze brought
The same smell of the sea
I have had many great conversations with Yuguin. Then I feel his power also as a painter.
The pain regarding beauty might come from our wish to possess it, to intimately connect with it and identify ourselves with it. The impossibility of doing it causes us misery but enables us to do these things.
On the last page:
Holding a guitar in his arms
Yuguin only sings a song with his voice of fish
“Clouds rise no end in the sky!
Waves seethe on end in the ocean!”
Bravo, Yuguin!
Self Confidence
Feeling confident is like a warm wave swelling inside you. There’s no need for analysing, giving proof or guarantee. You are a bearer of light.
This is how I feel when I take a photo.
Mother
She is Kirsti. She is the mother who took care of me during the most important years of my life. She taught me kindness and most valuable things in life (especially humour). How lucky I am.
To be mother might be the greatest thing on planet. Congratulations! May this world be yours.
