I selected about ten books from my shelves related to musicians for tomorrow's Brutus feature. But then I realized I also needed to choose music to go with them, and my collection at the Dictionary Club is packed away in boxes for the MT Expo event. The thought of opening them made me feel faint, so I decided to search on Amazon. I used to compile Motown compilations back in the day, but I’m struggling to recall the title right now. Anyway, after selecting the books, I spent all night and this morning rereading them to jog my memory about all the things I’d completely forgotten. I ended up so exhausted that tears streamed down my face.

That’s it, I’m going to the Folk Art Museum!!

I realized this wouldn't do, so I went for a walk to the nearby Folk Art Museum to clear my head.

I’m bragging here, you know. Because I can walk there. To that Folk Art Museum. Hehehe.

And since I get cold easily, I bundled up in every knit I owned and walked there, arriving at the museum drenched in sweat.

In the end, I was down to just a T-shirt, became an iPhoneographer, and snapped away!



I enjoyed the current exhibition, "Paintings of the Joseon Dynasty."

How should I put it? Everywhere,

It was so charmingly drawn, almost like Shiriagari Kotobuki's style, that I couldn't help but smile. Or rather,

The composition and drawing… is this what they call 'skillfully clumsy'? Most are dated to the 18th century, so

These are paintings by Koreans from about 200 years ago.

What made me laugh was the world map. How hilariously inaccurate can it get?

A land of women, a country of girls, a land of white people, a land of immortality,

It was all just wild, unfettered imagination.

People back then must have been so carefree. Surely.

Feeling pleasantly mellow, I peeked into the usual permanent exhibition room.

I’ve seen it many times, but it feels new every time.

What particularly surprised me this time was the exquisite leatherwork from the Edo period.

A tobacco pouch, adorned with a depiction of a Southern Barbarian pistol, exuded a masculine, chic charm.

I couldn't help but think, 'I want this.' Sumally's Want it!

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My mood was completely transformed into a treasure ship overflowing with joy.

The trouble with material desires is that they strike suddenly.

It reached a point where I felt I had no choice but to create a copy.

The people of Edo Japan had such wonderfully refined taste, truly vibrant!

And since photography was forbidden, there are no snaps!

That urge was then unleashed in the gift shop.







A wonderful curator recommended it, and I happily became a member of the Folk Art Museum's Friends Association.

It seems I'll be going for walks even more often now.



P.S. Oh yes, the fatigue I felt this morning wasn't just from reading too many books.

From this morning's Nikkei Shimbun: A lamentable After 3.11 - Prayers for the departed. Diary-T 161



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