Rengetsu (1791-1875), whose name translates as Lotus Moon, was a Japanese Buddhist nun whose tragic life inspired extraordinary creativity. One of a very few successful female artists in nineteenth-century Japan, Rengetsu was primarily a poet and calligrapher, but also excelled in pottery and scroll painting. Her idiosyncratic personal aesthetic attracted an enormous following in her own lifetime and was imitated by many of her admirers. Black Robe, White Mist presents contemplative works on paper and clay inscribed with Rengetsu's elegant poetry and understated calligraphy, reflecting the beauty of the imperfect and unconventional. A number of distinguished contributors share their knowledge of and enthusiasm for Rengetsu's poetry and art. Melanie Eastburn is assistant curator of Asian art at the National Gallery of Australia. Other contributors include Chiaki Ajioka, Lucie Folan, Patricia J. Graham, Robyn Maxwell, Meher McArthur, Sandra Sheckter, John Stevens, and Saymi Takahashi.

Explore this stunning collection of spiritual calligraphy by Japan’s greatest martial arts masters—with commentary from Zen art authority and aikido master John Stevens. Beginning with the legendary samurai Miyamoto Musashi, nearly all of the great martial arts masters left a legacy of calligraphy and painting. Their artwork—Zenga and Zensho (“Zen pictures” and “Zen calligraphy”)—was not only an extension of their Zen practice but also reflected their deep spiritual commitment to the budo ethos, the perfection of self through martial arts training. This book presents a concise history of this tradition, with works from such samurai as Musashi, Takuan, Yagyu, Motusgai, Rengetsu, Tesshu Deishu, Kano, Morihei, and others. Aikido master John Stevens is an expert on Zen and budo art, and he provides a fascinating introduction to the tradition and biographical details on each of the warrior artists, and brief, illuminating commentary on each piece.

Can't I be wrong? In the beginning, I was the one who made you stupid. Although the way I transmigrated was wrong, I was responsible. But why are you still holding on to me? You've already recovered from your stupidity and turned from a fool to a world-shaking Demon Emperor! I'm not a wet nurse! "Xuan." With a domineering expression, Feng Wuqing dragged the person onto the bed. Ling Xuan's hand was tightly clutching the floor, leaving behind ten parallel lines. "Damn!" Let go of your father! I'm not your wet nurse! And I am straight! " A new pit had been opened. It was a clear sign of elation. My own mother has a strong character, definitely HE!

Transcending from another world to become a trash! Surrender to a beautiful man and become the sovereign imperial concubine!

In her previous life, the person she married was not a decent man. As a noble empress, she was still framed by the person she trusted the most. She was hacked into pieces and died due to injustice. In her rebirth, the struggle for imperial power was still unavoidable. She cast all the misfortune she had suffered in her previous life into the shape of a sword or armor. It would shake the world and shake all the rivers and mountains. Who said that she was venomous, jealous, and unscrupulous? She would wipe out her enemies and help her husband ascend the throne. Who said that she, Feng Ning Yan, would hold the hand of government and shake the foundations of the country? Then she would kill all the deceitful officials and ascend the throne! However, who would know that what she did was not to rule the world, but to live forever. Her goal was the name branded deeply in her heart by her past life. Shen Lingjue, I will not let you down in this life.

What do a poet and a potter have in common? Isn’t the daily task of working with clay, be it plugging, glazing or trimming pots ready to be fired in the kiln much the same as writing zero drafts in a journal and moulding these entries into poetry for publication? After many years of taking notes at Fergus Stewart’s pottery studios, Kathy Kituai and Fergus Stewart, who both endeavour to capture the ordinary moment in their art, came to the conclusion that the main difference between pottery and poetry, was only an extra ‘t’. Deep in the Valley of Tea Bowls, then, sets the process of craft into a fluid dialogue between art forms – pottery and poems – with pleasing and sometimes surprising results. In her sustained collaboration with Scottish ceramicist, Fergus Stewart, Kathy Kituai constructs subtle tanka narratives and scenes where writer and artist work, think and feel, yoked together and apart. Wonderful! – David Gilbey An artist can interact with a material, responding to its signals, improvising, or allowing an idea to develop by reacting as it reveals its twists and turns. A richer blending develops when artists collaborate with each other, the diffusion creating something richer than either had imagined. This book is such a collaboration. – Owen Rye

"At the age of thirty-three, Otagaki Nobu (1791-1875) renounced a world that had visited great tragedy upon her - the deaths of two husbands and three infant children - and was ordained a Buddhist nun, taking the name Rengetsu, which means "Lotus Moon." In 1832 she began to make pottery, which she inscribed with her own waka (31-syllable classic poetry) and sold to support herself. These unique combinations of hauntingly beautiful poetry, calligraphy, and pottery were as highly prized in her lifetime as they are now."--BOOK JACKET.

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Qing Qiu's Fox Lord had a demonic short life, and the newly appointed Fox Lord was still a young man. With the so-called 'previous dynasty's Venerable One', this Fox Lord was trembling in fear and trepidation. Green Painting: What do you like about me, Dongluo? Dongliu: Well, you are infatuated with me about this. I like it very much. [Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] Qing-li: Don't flirt in public! There was even someone gasping for breath! A short introduction: This is a bamboo horse guarding the green plum in the end to take the green plum into the nest nibbling.

Li Xuan, who was forcefully reincarnated, obtained the Primordial Purple Light, the ancestor of all things in the universe when it was born. After reincarnating, he had a physique that had five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth at the same time. The physique of the five elements gave him limitless strength, but also made him shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Heavenly Dao. The chaos of the Heavenly Dao was only waiting for his arrival. Some people conformed to the dao of the heavens, but there were also people who defied the will of the heavens, seeking out a chaotic situation. When everything was about to become clear, instead ...