This is derived from a photograph taken in the 70s or 80s, I believe. I have the book on my shelf - it's all about the Life of Geisha in Japan.. At least, in one specific house that did not offer the sexual practises. The writing reads as follows:
Tradition in Japan is epitomized in the Geisha. The young geisha dutifully serve their elders while listfully stealing glances towards the happy young couples walking hand-in-hand down the moonlit paths below. No one notices the tiny line of smoke rising in the distance. The fire approached the house only after all the women were abed. Panic struck throughout the building and the girls dashed outside in their night-time kimonos. In the hustle and confusion, one Geisha was trapped in the acidic smoke. She never made it out. This tale has since been known as the Death of a Geisha, and those involved often had nightmares afterward of a young voice crying "okaasan!" out of the flames.
I noticed the window under the pic, the one that enables to start a new 'thread'... but too late! :-/
Kichi and Robin, sorry for the inconvenience! ;-)
Yep... I believe when i painted it I had been going through that stage where I just missed being somewhere else... The only real 'somewhere else' I've ever been is Japan, so as a consequence...
Yay, an experience to share! I know you had told me before I left, but where did you spend your time there?
When we were doing our touring and such, I kept thinking to myself that this would be the only time I'd get to be there; but now that I'm back home, I miss it, and really want to delve into the home life experience there.
Thank you so much for sharing that with me! It just fuels my want to go back. And what an experience! That's so neat...
Thanks for the great compliments!
Love it ,love it ,love it!!!!!!
I don't see what is wrong with her left eye.. perhaps you could be more specific?
Thanks SO much, luv, for the favourite, and the comment.