This is my small series titled “The Poet”. These works are inspired by the Japanese poet Basho’s haiku and contain my interpretations of his wanderings throughout Japan.
Basho
I often experience my paintings as haiku as I try to reach that perfect form and that relationship between inner world and external world.
Here are some of Basho's haiku:
Old pond...
A frog leaps in
Water's sound
and
All along this road
not a single sound
— only
autumn evening
This is why he traveled:
"Following the example of the ancient priest who is said to have traveled thousands of miles caring naught for his provisions and attaining the state of sheer ecstasy under the pure beams of the moon, I left my house on the River Sumida in the August of the first year of Jyokyo among the wails of the Autumn wind." |
