Friday, August 14, 2015

Day 226 #MakeArt365

Lantern, pencil, 2015
“I don’t have the kind of strength that maple has.” Chieko’s voice was touched with sadness. ...
Chieko’s downturned gaze rested on the Christian lantern at the base of the maple. She could not see the weatherworn carving well in the dim light from the house, but somehow she wanted to pray.
“Mother, where was I really born?”
-Yasunari Kawabata, The Old Capital

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