Life takes weird turns. Tripped, fell through the Looking Glass, and woke up amongst ukiyo-e, principally musha-e. I have begun this journey with no conversational Japanese, trying to acquaint myself with and decipher 18th-19th century writing, principally reading narrative, name, and title cartouches. It seems like each day there is a new rabbit hole to travel down... hentaigana, kuzushiji, kyūjitai, ryakuji... An endless jigsaw of forms and conventions to contemplate. Slow going, but ticking off boxes... hiragana, katakana... I feel a little like a kindergarten pupil, writing out characters for practice.

Working in the Fine Arts realm.