Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan

Summer Tea Bowl by Otagaki Rengetsu

Tachiyoran kage mo natsu no no kusamura ni
tsuyu o motomete tobu kocho kana

[The inscribed poem winds around the bowl]

I pass by a summer field
No shade to be found;
In the thick grass
Butterflies flit
Searching for sweet dew.
Rengetsu



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