One Fine Day |
May 31 - June 30, 2018
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Thur - Sat 1-7pm, Sun 1-5pm A seed sprouts up. A bud grows bigger. Alluring artists, it bears fruit as imagery in their mind. Art is, as it were, a circle play on representations. And so they are here on the playground that might be A hilltop house overlooking the sea, An old-fashioned atelier remained in downtown. With a flat brush, With a piece of blue-striped cloth, With a twig found on the tree-lined sidewalk, A color of their favorite is scooped one by one, An image of their sky is drawn one after another. It is early summer in the afternoon. It is one fine day things happen. Poem by Mieko Mitachi • Translation by Kaz HY ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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