I’ve been debating whether to get a tattoo for years. I like the idea of something “permanent” on an inherently impermanent surface; Something that should serve as both a reminder of what once was and a guidepost of things to come; something distinctly and uniquely yours.
This print reminds me of the tattoo I’d ultimately get. It’s an English translation of a haiku:
Barn’s burnt down —
now
I can see the moon.
After all, it is autumn—the time of the harvest moon. Now is the time to reflect upon uncertainty, impermanence, and change.
Nagasawa Rosetsu, Moon, Edo Period, ink and gold on silk. With thanks to artemisdreaming.
Reblogged from Crashingly Beautiful
