Sat Jan, for teen

”New wares being made in Kyoto these days do not impress me, so I searched for antique ones, but the only ones I liked were centuries old. Finding whole sets of such dishes was clearly impossible, so one day I decided to make them myself. And that’s how I became a potter.”

Uncommon Clay The Life and Pottery of Rosanjin Sidney B. Cardozo/Massaki Hirano

Rosanjin was a sign painter known for the beauty of his calligraphy, who became a chef/restauranteur and then a very eclectic potter who excelled in many different styles of Japanese folk pottery, ” e.g. oribe, shino, karatsu, Bizen porcelain, ki-seto, kuro seto, and more.

Sometimes I wonder how do the words in The Unknown Craftsman ( Soetsu Yanagi) compare to Rosanjin’s life?

To the best of my understanding Rosanjin was self educated, maybe some kind if an early apprenticeship in calligraphy/sign paining. Yet it seems to me that, without the “natural benefits” of personal apprenticeship he managed to embrace the spirit of Japanese folk craft in whatever he did.

Alameda Creek

A photograph is a lot like a history . . .

It records a moment of time, perhaps a longer duration when compared to a photograph.

Like a photograph, history is an incomplete record..

Not included in the photograph are the things outside of the photograph. Not included in history are the things that happened outside of the story..

Nut a major difference is that history, even when documented by being written down the story changes over time. The photograph never changes except for deterioration of the media.used to present to the human eye.

A photograph is a visual record of that place between the past and future, History is a record of a specific place between the past and future . . . .

Over time people may change the content of history, and over time how people visually experiences a same photograph may change. when seeing the photograph may change how they see a photograph.

The visual facts of the photograph do not change, whatever came through the lens to make the image still made the same image, its still the same “things,” but how people relate the things in the photograph to each other may have changed.

History is different, historical facts may change, Last week was an article about discovering that the Roman concrete was so durable was because there were pieces of a specific kind of limestone mixed in it. Or the Chinese discovery of the meaning of the Oracle Bones in the late 19th Century., Or a coup may become a revolution .On the other hand, history, at best, is a record made by the five senses of a skilled and independent observer in the right place at the right time.


A photograph is expected to be a graphic medium which makes a visual record compatible with what the human eye sees.. Even when other kinds of “waves” are captured by a “compatible camera,” e,g, outer space, and converted to the range of light waves compatible with the human eye, its called a photograph.
Still, if made with a camera , even if its out of focus, bad exposure or poor composition, the graphic technical process makes the final image a photograph.

The ways people are the same are many, many, many times more than the ways people are different— people can get violent over the ways they are different, never appreciating the wonder that people are so much like each other.

Sliced tofu to be combined in a sauce cooking on the stove

Think life in a small town where everyone knows each other, there are social places for everyone, some may not like the place they are in and want to change it.

A thoughtful husband who came with his wife to drive her home after the procedure.

For others its not a dissatisfaction about where they are, but a step in a long career or life plan or perhaps a short term term plan, which may not be fun and enjoyable but that is a temporary situation and part of working for success.

Probably no member of a hunting and gathering society would confuse this flood creation with a living monster, but in the 18th century dark on a English bog or a Florida swamp, vision raised on memories of ancient home grown fantastic folk tales could easily make an appearance.

Morning Glory!
Growing ’round the well rope.
I get water elsewhere.

Haiku by Chiyojo from GOLDEN WIND Zen Talks by Eido Shimano Roshi

Gate gate paragate parasangate Bhodhi Svaha


3 thoughts on “Sat Jan, for teen

    1. Hello David,

      Well thank you for your concern. The storms over the past two weeks have been heavy down pours in Fremont, but over all Fremont is a pretty secure area. The Alameda Creek runs from Sunol, a small unincorporated area, west through a mountain pass called Niles Canyon for about 8 miles, then into Niles , a part of Fremont, and then for about 10 miles from Niles to SF Bay.

      Where I live near the creek is about half way . 50 years ago there were farms in this area and the creek used to flood over every year. When residential homes began replacing farms, they built levees on both sides of Alameda Creek to handle the flood situation. From Sunol East the water comes from the Sierra Mountains.There is some flooding in Fremont, but not much and my neighborhood is off the earthquake fault . Occasionally I get some cracks in the wallboard which need repair and the house may shake a little.
      For many years the mayor of Sunol was a dog who wandered around the town.

      For two weeks plus the Alameda Creek has been very high and I walk along it almost every day, even in the “hard rain.”

      You must be getting some of these storms up there too. I have taken similar photos to some you made on your trip.



      1. Steve, we’ve been getting surprisingly mild and sunny weather while you’ve been the target of the river. Evidently mild enough and enticing for walks that the actual rainy days haven’t gotten me out of the house! We’ll be heading for Mexico in a few weeks which will enable us to walk every day, so I do need to get those steps in to prepare.


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