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Postery artwork and artish posters

In art, color, время, искусство, история, history, time, travel on June 17, 2013 at 19:59

When East and West, North and South embraced each other, when prints became produced and sold on global scale, when the way we see the world became firmly affected by photography… 1890s-1950s. Beautiful postery style, both decorative and realistic, traditional and modern, Oriental and European reigned. Areas of flat color, bold composition and outlines are very typical for this period.

Russian Ballet Programme

Portrait of Miss Elizabeth Keith by Ito Shinsui, 1922

   A Gate at the Stupa of Sanchi by Hiroshi Yoshida. 1932

‘Lanterns’ (1906) by American artist Bertha Lum (1869-1954)

Carl Moser “Strickende Frau mit Booten” 1926

And much, much more

True curage and bravery

In Uncategorized on March 6, 2012 at 18:54

….Survivors queue for eight or more hours for food and water. The rest of Japan voluntarily reduces non-essential power use, reducing the need for official blackouts. Shops in Tokyo tell customers: “Only one bottle of water per person. People are thirsty.” Workers go back to their desks on Monday morning, despite blackouts and slow trains. Motorists wait patiently in orderly lines for fuel, with no honking or pushing in. In Koriyama, near the Fukushima nuclear plant, residents queuing for drinking water uncomplainingly go home when told the water has run out. Shoppers in a mall when the earthquake hits run outside with merchandise, and when the tremors subside, they go back inside to pay for the items. At the height of the tsunami there are no cries of panic, no swearing or exclamations to be heard on YouTube videos, just sounds of dismay as houses and cars glide away under the force of the deceptively slow-moving wave. Then there is the respectful way rescue workers go about retrieving the dead, with a blessing for each of the bodies removed. The owner of a sake factory roaming the streets trying to account for all 50 of his employees, and quietly overcome when he finds one. The doctor at Senen General Hospital in Tagajo whose staff call him a “samurai” because he is managing 113 patients with no water or electricity and little food or drugs….

True curage and bravery

love like no other

In Uncategorized on October 5, 2011 at 21:10

This is a true story of Mother’s Sacrifice during the Japan Earthquake.

After the Earthquake had subsided, when the rescuers reached the ruins of a young woman’s house, they saw her dead body through the cracks. But her pose was somehow strange that she knelt on her knees like a person was worshiping; her body was leaning forward, and her two hands were supporting by an object. The collapsed house had crashed her back and her head.

With so many difficulties, the leader of the rescuer team put his hand through a narrow gap on the wall to reach the woman’s body. He was hoping that this woman could be still alive. However, the cold and stiff body told him that she had passed away for sure.

He and the rest of the team left this house and were going to search the next collapsed building. For some reasons, the team leader was driven by a compelling force to go back to the ruin house of the dead woman. Again, he knelt down and used his had through the narrow cracks to search the little space under the dead body. Suddenly, he screamed with excitement,” A child! There is a child! “

The whole team worked together; carefully they removed the piles of ruined objects around the dead woman. There was a 3 months old little boy wrapped in a flowery blanket under his mother’s dead body. Obviously, the woman had made an ultimate sacrifice for saving her son. When her house was falling, she used her body to make a cover to protect her son. The little boy was still sleeping peacefully when the team leader picked him up.

The medical doctor came quickly to exam the little boy. After he opened the blanket, he saw a cell phone inside the blanket. There was a text message on the screen.

It said,” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” This cell phone was passing around from one hand to another. Every body that read the message wept. ” If you can survive, you must remember that I love you.” Such is the mother’s love for her child…

love like no other

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