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
Louis Kahan





![Tea Bowl by Otagaki Rengetsu
Kogahara ochite kokemusu kusamura niKokoro nagaku mo sumeru tsuki kana[The inscribed poem winds around the bowl]Across the ancient fieldsBunches of mossMingle with thick grass;My heart, too, is brightenedBy the pure moonlight.Rengetsu](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgpkdca40Y1qahuhjo1_1280.jpg)
![Otagaki Rengetsu and Isso (potter’s seal)‘My thoughts’ tea bowl [chawan] c.1870 glazed stoneware, incised calligraphy 4.0 x 12.0 cmHamilton Art Gallery. Gift of Geoff Handbury. Photograph Ian Brilley
My thoughtsI’ll make that frog theresing themunspoken colours appearon the gorge’s yamabuki flowers.
(trans. Sayumi Takahashi)
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![Summer Tea Bowl by Otagaki Rengetsu
Tachiyoran kage mo natsu no no kusamura nitsuyu o motomete tobu kocho kana[The inscribed poem winds around the bowl]I pass by a summer fieldNo shade to be found;In the thick grassButterflies flitSearching for sweet dew.Rengetsu](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgpkjqUWxa1qahuhjo1_1280.jpg)