Blue Skies - Poster
A hopeful, blue design on museum-quality matte paper. My signature can be seen beneath the globe. The text is a pastiche - paraphrased from several different sources.
The text reads:
作画 [Sakuga]
物の哀れ · 侘 · 寂 · 幽玄 · 粋
Clear blue winds beat on the door of my heart. The joy I felt went deep, deep down, seeping into every nook and cranny of this body. Like sunshine leaking through the leaves.
The onlooker merges with the image. Filling empty space with life. Soul is poured into the work.
You are not in memory. You live forever in the melody of a brook, in the stroke of a pen, in the colour of this sky.
HOBBES SAKUGA
A hopeful, blue design on museum-quality matte paper. My signature can be seen beneath the globe. The text is a pastiche - paraphrased from several different sources.
The text reads:
作画 [Sakuga]
物の哀れ · 侘 · 寂 · 幽玄 · 粋
Clear blue winds beat on the door of my heart. The joy I felt went deep, deep down, seeping into every nook and cranny of this body. Like sunshine leaking through the leaves.
The onlooker merges with the image. Filling empty space with life. Soul is poured into the work.
You are not in memory. You live forever in the melody of a brook, in the stroke of a pen, in the colour of this sky.
HOBBES SAKUGA
A hopeful, blue design on museum-quality matte paper. My signature can be seen beneath the globe. The text is a pastiche - paraphrased from several different sources.
The text reads:
作画 [Sakuga]
物の哀れ · 侘 · 寂 · 幽玄 · 粋
Clear blue winds beat on the door of my heart. The joy I felt went deep, deep down, seeping into every nook and cranny of this body. Like sunshine leaking through the leaves.
The onlooker merges with the image. Filling empty space with life. Soul is poured into the work.
You are not in memory. You live forever in the melody of a brook, in the stroke of a pen, in the colour of this sky.
HOBBES SAKUGA