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      From: kishik@parkcity.ne.jp              Toripan vol.11              by Tori-no-Nanko       published by Koudansha       ISBN978-4-06-337727-9       600 yen (sans tax)              Toripan [Bird's bread] sometimes reminds me of "Makura-no-soushi"       [pillow book] that is an essay a noble woman Sei-Shonagon wrote       more than 1,000 years ago. Sei-Shonagon wrote down what she saw       and thought about nature of Japan and the daily life and a variety       of events in the Heian imperial court with her rich sense of beauty       and her intelligent observation that is cynical at times. We can       also find her deep respect and love for her master Empress Teishi.       The book begins with the following famous sentenses.              "Haru wa akebono. Youyou shirokunariyuku,       yamagiwa sukoshi akarite, murasakidachitaru       kumo no hosoku tanabikitaru."              [In spring, daybreak. It's gradually becoming lighter.       The mountain ridge appeares in weak light. Clouds painted       in purple are lying expanding thinly in the sky.]              The delicate sense of beauty still remains in the basis of       contemporary Japanese mentality. The author of Toripan is not       an exception. She has been drawing nature of Japan by observing       mainly wild birds for which she feeds crums of bread and other       food. She begins volume 11 of Toripan with her thought of the       smell of winter.              "What's the smell of winter?       In the empty sky       only clouds add their density.       Carbon dioxide, frozen, cold and heavy one       feels like the smell of winter, somewhat.       When insects and birds stop breathing       the winter begins."              That implies it's the smell of lifelessness. It's symbolic.       Because the last two chapters of the volume is about the       earthquake. She lives in a town in Tohoku far from the sea       and seems to have got only a minor damage by the earthquake       according to the manga. The town lost the electricity. Even       the water and gas supply were alive, she was alone in the dark       and realized that the convenient civilized life was superficial       like a thin glass tank for goldfish. In the small tank, her       goldfishes were freezing and dying with a heater and a water       circulation pump stopped. She moved them to the bathtab to       survive.              Two and half days after the quake, when the electricity       recovered in her town, she saw the news about the severe       damage of the disaster on TV the first time. It's like a bad       dream to her. Her town returned to normal gradually while       nothing has ever affected to the daily life of wild birds.       She envied the birds that have nothing to lose. She asks       herself:              "Is it our weakness to confine in an artificial world       totally different from of the birds?"              Still, people try to accomplish their own role to recover       the normal life.              She concluded:              "I will draw the ordinary daily life. The good memories       of the lost town. The sky, the mountains and even the sea.       Independent of our strength or weakness, the world is always       beautiful. To draw such things is my role, I think."              P.S.       Most of the birds in the manga series can be found in the       Inokashira Park. It takes 5 minutes from the Kichijyoji       station by foot. The Ghibli museum is in the south end       of the park. If you are lucky, even Aogera, a colorful       woodpecker, could be in your sight.              --        / Ishikawa Kazuo /              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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