Monday, December 25, 2006

Merry Christmas From Sunny Oz

Just a quick post to wish everyone out there a Merry Christmas. Have a safe and enjoyable holiday season...

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Sword Furnishings

It's been a long time in preparation, but finally I have another installment of images, this time of koshirae, from the Japanese Arms and Armour exhibition I attended some months ago. This chapter is longer, with more images, which are (of course) again available if anyone wants a copy--not that anyone asked last time.

Koshirae (the sword mountings with fittings that form a principal artistic part of the Japanese sword) are an art in and of themselves. They form an important part of the making of the sword, and often reflect particular virtues and interests or other symbolic meaning. To keep this entry short, I'll not delve into the thematic content of each piece or the history of koshirae in general. If you want more information on Japanese sword furniture, see Koshirae: Nihon Token Gaiso - The Mountings of Japanese Swords by C. U. Guido Schiller.

The following notes have been borrowed directly from the display text that accompanied the exhibition (except where text is in yellow). All credit for the technical notes goes to the Benalla Art Gallery and the Australian Society for the Preservation of Japanese Art Swords.

1. Tsuba (sword hand guard)

PERIOD: late Edo period (19th century)
MEI: Suruga Takaoki Inshû jû (d1856)
SUBJECT: Goose in long grass
MATERIAL: Iron

Takaoki (his personal name is Hayata Chujirô) was the son of Suruga Takashige and was ninth hereditary master of the Suruga of Inaba.


PERIOD: late Edo period (19th century)
MEI: unsigned - attributed to Ichijôsai Hirotoshi
SUBJECT: Battle of Mount Ishibashi
MATERIAL: shakudo, subject in raised iroe takazogan in shibuichi

This tsuba is unsigned but a similar signed work bearing the name of this artist is in the collection of the Museum of Decorative Arts, Copenhagen. The identification has been endorsed by the Japan Art Sword Preservation Museum.


PERIOD: Mid Edo period (ca 1700)
MEI: Signed on reverse Naoyuki (of the Hamano school)
SUBJECT: Kanzan and Jittoku with Tiger
MATERIAL: Iron

‘Kanzan and Jittoku’, a temple cleaner and poet-monk, are a popular Zen subject of Chinese origin.

2. Kozuka (a small knife with a decorative metal handle inserted in a slot in the scabbard of a sword)


PERIOD: mid Edo period (ca 1700)
MEI: Hamano Naoyuki
SUBJECT: tiger
MATERIAL: shibuichi

I am particularly taken by this kozuka. The intensity of the tiger's face is striking; in particular, the tiger's eyes are filled with a human intelligence that I find intriguing.


PERIOD: mid Edo period (ca 1740)
MEI: Tsu Jimpo
SUBJECT: A samurai mounted on a tiger chasing an ogre
MATERIAL: shakudo nanako with coloured metal overlay

Tsu Jimpo (1720-1761) belonged to the Awa branch of the Gotô school. He was a student of Naomura Masamichi and of Gotô Tsujô, the 9th master of the main Gotô line. This piece shows the official courtly Gotô style.

3. Set of Tsuba, Fuchi and Kashira

PERIOD: late Edo period (19th century)
MEI: Ishiguro Ichiju with kao
SUBJECT: crests
MATERIAL: shakudo nanako with iroe takazogan

The Ishiguro School was founded by Ishiguro Masatsune I (1760-1828). Ichiju was either a son or a pupil of Masatsune’s son Koretsune. While the Ishiguro School is characterised by its use of vibrant colours, the understated design of this set expresses the formal and subtle taste of the higher-ranking samurai.

4. Kogai (a small skewer-like utility implement inserted in the scabbard)

PERIOD: Late Momoyama/early Edo period (ca 1600)
MEI: unsigned – attributed to Ko Gotô
SUBJECT: Dragon entwined around Buddhist sword
MATERIAL: shakudo

5. Menuki (pair of carved metal ornaments under hilt binding)

PERIOD: Edo period (ca 1780)
MEI: unsigned – attributed to Mito Kuni
SUBJECT: Temple guardians (Nio)
MATERIAL: shibuichi



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That's all for now. I'm very pleased with the photos. I hope you're enjoying them as well, and the small amount of technical information I have on them. Keep an eye out for the final part of this exhibition, focussed on the blades and their mountings.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

My Son's First Grading

Anna and I went to watch our son's first grading in Tae Kwon Do today. He's preempting the rest of the class, because he can't make the grading day this Saturday. We were so proud, watching him perform his kicks and punches, all with a kiai full of enthusiasm and energy. Daniel is naturally energetic, and Tae Kwon Do seems the perfect form of catharsis--I wish I'd been able to catch it on film.

It struck me while I was watching that children receive instruction and correction with a wonderful sincerity. Perhaps it's the degree of trust they place in their teachers, perhaps just their inherent nature or perhaps their innocence--whatever it is, children seem to leave the ego at home when they learn. Daniel and his training friends were completely open, like sponges soaking up plankton. My pride gets bruised on occasion when I'm training. Certainly I strive to do everything perfectly, but the more I think on it the more I wonder whether (sometimes, at least) my effort is purely egotistical. Daniel wants to learn because learning is a wonder to him. I'm sure that, sometimes, I want to learn to satisfy some inherent competitiveness in me; I want to be better than the man I'm standing next to. So, today Daniel taught me something, although completely unwittingly. Note to self: learn for the sake of learning. I suppose this is what Lao Tzu meant when he admonished us to retain the child.

Which leads me to a big thank you to Hall's Tae Kwon Do here in Melbourne. Great job.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Kafka on the Shore

I've just added a new book to my list. Kafka on the Shore is a contemporary novel with strong elements of myth and Campbell's heroic voyage. A marvellously subtle piece that has Western structure, but Japanese sensibilities. This is the first Haruki Murakami novel I've read, but I'll certainly be getting my hands on more of his work. His writing has a quirkiness that blew through me like a breeze.

Murakami is Japan's Franz Kafka, but with an ease and optimism all his own: Kafka on the Shore is an existential 'whodunnit', a tale which questions our perceptions of what is real and what isn't, our relationships with the present and the past and what it means to be alive. It's full of tangents and asides, wonderful digressions onto topics as diverse as music, film and philosophy--Murakami is apparently fond of music, and musical motifs feature pretty heavily in all his works; in fact, his website list all the music referred to in his writings, which probably says more about him than any blurb I could write--but everything remains connected and relevant. Reading it felt like solving a riddle or traversing a maze; every corner seems richly complex and yet undeniably part of a whole.

Get it and read it, and fall into the world of the boy named 'Crow'.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Japanese Armour

Recently, I attended a 'Japanese Arms and Armour' exhibition at Benalla, in country Victoria; it was a long drive and the exhibition was limited, but the visit was fascinating and well worth the effort. This is the first of several posts showing the exhibition's contents. All photos were taken using a Nikon Coolpix 5400 mounted on a tripod. The gallery staff were obliging enough to let me take the photos, provided I didn't use a flash. Luckily, the lighting was great. I was also fortunate enough to attend on a week day, obviating the need to contend with crowds.

The photo above shows an iron eboshi kabuto (helmet) coated in red lacquer and rising from a four-plate iron hachi (bowl). It dates from the mid-Edo period (1750-1800), but is fashioned in the shape of the Heian period (782-1167) eboshi, worn by courtiers and high-ranking samurai, reminding us that fashion truly is cyclical.

The menpo (face mask) dates from the same period as the kabuto. It is shaped with an open mouth and a horsehair moustache. While it looks like a russet iron surface, the maedate is actually iron covered in lacquer, just like the helmet. The maedate is in the form of a katsumushi (dragonfly). The body of the dragonfly is constructed of brass, while the wings are hinged and detailed with black lacquer. All in all, the piece was well preserved and striking to behold: the katsumushi is particularly engrossing, with exquisite detail.

The katsumushi or tonbo (the name more familiar to modern readers) is a common motif on Japanese arms, armour and clothing. The term means 'invincible insect', and for the bushi it represented courage and perseverance in battle. It is also referred to as the kachimushi, or 'victory insect'. The power of the motif is uniquely reflected in Tonbogiri, the Dragonfly Cutter. Tonbogiri was one of three legendary spears made by the swordsmith Masazane (active during the Muromachi period), and was so named because a dragonfly (perhaps apocryphally) landed on its blade and was instantly cut in two.

Unfortunately, this was the only piece of armour at the exhibition, but a number of swords and associated fittings were also on display. Plenty of photos and information will follow, so I hope you like this sort of thing. Larger versions of the photos are available upon request, provided they are not used for commercial purposes; they make good wallpapers.

I would like to acknowledge the generosity of the members of the Australian Society for the Preservation of Japanese Art Swords, who made their collection available for public viewing. I'd also like to thank the Benalla Gallery, which did a wonderful job of putting these beautiful objects on display.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

I'm now on Technorati

This blog business is completely new to me, but I've discovered that exposure is necessary. So now I'm listed on Technorati, which I hope is a good thing...


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Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Hizakurige

My son and I went for a bike ride today, and I took the opportunity to dash into the local second-hand book store. I purchased several books, pleased with my finds, but I glimpsed something special on the way out: a Tuttle first edition of Hizakurige (膝 栗毛), Ikku Jippensha's (十返舎一九, 1765-1831) classic comedy. It is, ostensibly, a novel about the adventures of two misfits, Yajirobei (彌次郎兵衛) and Kitahachi (喜多八), as they travel on the road from Edo to Kyoto. But it is really a travelogue, composed by Jippensha between 1802 and 1809 as a serial. Thomas Satchell first translated Hizakurige in 1929 as Shank's Mare, and that genuine first edition is apparently quite valuable. As far as I can tell, the 1960 Tuttle edition I now hold, essentially a reprint of Satchell's original translation, is itself quite a find; Amazon reports only three used copies for sale.

I was initially drawn to the book purely by its cover: a wood block print by one M. Kuwata (a Japanese woodblock artist from the 1950s). I was already tempted by the promise of something simultaneously new and antiquarian, but I was sold (or, rather, the book was) when I flipped open the cover to find that this edition was accompanied by the little-known fifth version of Hiroshige's The Fifty-three Stages of the Tokaido. The fifty-five full-colour prints (fifty-three stages plus the prologue and epilogue prints) are sprinkled throughout the book. I stood in the bookshop momentarily stunned. In my hand I held two wonders in one volume: a tale of old Japan I'd not read, and a set of nostalgic woodblock prints, admittedly small, by Hiroshige.

As to Jippensha, he was the son of a minor official and worked in administrative posts himself, at least until he turned to literature to earn his livelihood. Apparently, he had little patience for hypocrisy or pomposity, hating priests and contemptuous of swaggering samurai. One wonders how much of the humour in Hizakurige disguises a more sober social commentary. Perhaps ironically, he is buried in the grounds of the Zenryuji, at Asakusa, Tokyo; how it must grate on his spirit. Three years after his death relatives and friends raised a monument to him, with an inscription and a poem. The poem reads:

My allotted span of life has passed;
Oh, give me peace and rest at last!

The companion inscription is particularly apt, and I quote one part:

[T]hings of which people never tire are a bright moonlight night and dinner, to which may be added a book and sake.

Well, Mr Jippensha, I don't have any sake, but I have your book, and methinks it will suffice. Kampai!

What's in a name?

The Bamboo Sword: Hints of kendo, perhaps? Or a derisory reference to all those who pretend at swordsmanship? Neither, actually. It's the title of a short story by Shuhei Fujisawa, printed recently in the collection "The bamboo sword and other samurai tales" by Kodansha International. Fujisawa's story inspired, at least in part, Yoshi Yamada's The Twilight Samurai, which is well worth seeing if you haven't yet seen it. In both the story and the film, the protagonist is so impoverished that he has sold the blade of his katana, replacing it with a bamboo substitute.

'Yes, alright!' you say. 'But why have you chosen it for the title of this site?'

Well, because the idea of a bamboo sword appeals to me. In Yamada's The Twilight Samurai, Seibei is a modest character, contented not by his status as a warrior but by the joy he finds in his two daughters. The bamboo sword symbolises his dedication--a sacrifice made for the love of children--and also his humility, a virtue I respect and aspire to, even if Nietzsche did label it the refuge of the weak. In both Fujisawa's short story and Yamada's film, the bamboo sword is not the handicap one might expect: Seibei is a warrior, and a warrior is not defined by the weapon he wields, but by the mind with which he wields it. In fact, the faux sword is actually a strength, rendering Seibei's opponent Yogo reckless and falsely confident.

One night not too long past, while sharing a meal, my sensei asked me to consider a koan: what is a swordsman without a sword? I hesitated, not wanting to embarass myself. But, while the image of Seibei didn't immediately arise, I like to think he had some hand in prodding the answer from my subconscious. The Bamboo Sword is a nod, then, to Seibei; I hope it does him justice.